Bingzhou Sima didn't come back to his senses.
Does this mean that he doesn't like Feng Kui's biological sister, even as a concubine?
This situation is indeed a bit insulting to Bingzhou.
It took him a while to understand, and his face turned red: "Your Majesty, I understand."
Throughout the banquet, Wei Cheng seemed to be a little absent-minded. Everyone in the next table was changing glasses, but he only drank tea. After the banquet, Wei Ning followed Wei Cheng and couldn't help but ask: "The general rejected Feng Kui so much. If we also ask Miss Feng to marry someone else, I'm afraid Bingzhou will think it's our deliberate insult."
"General, now is the time to form alliances. It is always beneficial to have one more ally..."
Wei Cheng waved his hand without looking back.
It means there is no need to mention it again.
Wei Ning only felt that his general had become more and more weird recently. Although he usually looked the same, sometimes it made him feel a little scared for no reason.
When he read the time in his residence, reviewed official documents, and even reviewed the army, he was clearly as meticulous, calm and restrained as before, but at a certain moment, he seemed to be staring at something in a trance.
Wei Ning did not give up and continued: "General..."
"Shut up."
Wei Cheng suddenly turned around, his face was ashen, and he yelled angrily.
Wei Ning was startled.
He has been with Wei Cheng since he was a child. He is Wei An's nominal adopted son, but in fact he is closer to Wei Cheng. The two almost grew up together and trained together in the army. As his personal guard, after adulthood , also holds an important position around Wei Cheng.
He has never made any major mistakes in his work in these years, and Wei Cheng has almost never scolded him as harshly and angrily as he did today.
"Bingzhou humiliation?"
Wei Chenghou gritted his teeth and sneered: "I have to accept those women, so why don't I be humiliated?"
Wei Ning was confused: "It's just a show. If the general doesn't like it, he can just deal with the concubines he sent as before and find a yard to put them in..."
What a humiliation for a general.
But seeing his look, Wei Ning still swallowed his words.
Wei Cheng's temples tightened, he took a slow breath and strode back to his yard.
No one in Xiyuan dared to sleep.
In the middle of the night, the master returned to his house. After washing, he called for someone to bring the child.
After just drinking milk, Peilin was full of energy. He licked his fingers, widened his eyes, twisted around in the wet nurse's arms, and reached out for his father to hug him.
Wei Cheng's hair was slightly damp, spread down behind his head, and tied loosely with a black ribbon.
When he leaned over to pick up Peilin, a strand of slightly wet long hair fell down. Under the dim yellow light, a rare warmth flowed in the man's sharp and sharp eyebrows.
He held the child in his big hands, and Peilin could already sit firmly on his father's arm, holding his father's hair with one hand while babbling and trying to talk.
The man let his hair be torn up, looked down at her, and his lips curled up unconsciously.
"Go down."
Realizing that the wet nurse was still standing aside blankly, he reached out and pinched the child's cheek and gave instructions casually.
In just a few days, he seems to have grown up a bit.
Children are really different every day.
He sat down beside the couch with his child in his arms.
The wet nurse suddenly took a few steps closer and knelt down.
"This servant is waiting for the master to go to bed."
She blushed and reached out to pick up the baby in the man's arms. Her fingers seemed to accidentally touch the man's slightly open skirt. Her fingertips brushed against the tight flesh, and the woman's heart trembled.
Almost moaning.
Her face turned even redder, and she half-raised her eyes to look at his expression, only to see that he didn't seem to notice it, nor did he let go of the child in his arms. His eyes were indifferent, as if he was still carefully looking at the child in his arms.
She boldly reached out to touch the man's collar.
The woman had just breastfed, and her collar was not covered tightly, vaguely revealing the towering peaks and deep ravines inside.
The hand holding the child moved slightly.
The child stood in front of the hands.
Behind Peilin, who looked curious, was half of the man's handsome and dark face.
The baby's furry head was dangling in front of his eyes, and on the tip of his nose was the unique milky fragrance of a child.
"General..."
The nanny, who was in her twenties, was slightly stunned.
"what you up to?"
Wei Cheng smiled.
"Slave... I just want to wait for the general to go to bed..."
"Do you like me?" Wei Cheng narrowed his eyes and said suddenly.
He put the child aside and put his arms on his legs, seeming very interested in her.
The wet nurse swallowed nervously.
"Slave, I like..."
"what do you like about me?"
Wei Cheng reached out and lifted her chin, forcing her to look up at him
