"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!"
Hearing the old servant's words, Yu Beichuan was immediately elated, and his heroic laughter almost spread into the palace.
"Quickly, prepare your horses and return home!"
Marquis Jingyang couldn't help but prick his ears and asked the people next to him: "Did I hear wrongly? Yu Beichuan also has a granddaughter?"
This old boy got fucked again!
Marquis Jingyang thought angrily.
As soon as Yu Beichuan returned home, his old wife told him what happened last night.
Thinking that the third daughter-in-law had started the attack last night, Yu Beichuan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
Yesterday was the Ghost Festival, and the gates of hell were wide open. The evil spirits will not retreat until dawn today.
Last night, Priest Yunhe was in the palace and he was uneasy. He couldn't imagine how dangerous it must have been for his third daughter-in-law to give birth yesterday.
Fortunately, both mother and daughter survived.
His father rushed back just for Jiuer, and Yu Junci came to Tinglan Courtyard to hold the child.
"Yu... Husband, you are here." After being reminded by Aunt Xu, Meng Ruhuan immediately changed her title, "I was just feeding you wine."
As she spoke, she seemed to inadvertently tighten her loosened skirt. She changed into a gauze dress in the afternoon, and the spring light was hazy inside.
[No, the bad woman pinched me just now, daddy, don’t believe her! 】
frivolous!
Does this person know that she is still in confinement?
She even bullied his daughter while he was away!
Yu Junci's face turned dark. He quickly stepped forward and covered her with a thin quilt: "You are still in confinement, so you should wear thicker clothes and don't catch a cold. Dad is back and wants to watch the wine. I’ll carry her over.”
[Daddy did a great job! 】
He curled his lips and gently tapped Jiu'er's little nose.
Yu Jun resigned in a hurry and left in a hurry.
Meng Ruhuan pulled away the thin quilt and gritted her teeth in anger.
She was just focused on attracting Yu Lang's attention, and she forgot that Shen Peilan just gave birth yesterday.
How to do this?
I will not be able to sleep with Ikuro for a whole month.
So how did she capture Ikuro's heart?
If I had known earlier...
That's all, yesterday was already the best opportunity. The Ghost Festival was also the time when Shen Peilan was at his weakest. If he missed it, he might never have another chance.
Now that she has become Shen Peilan, the rest is slowly being planned.
Yu Beichuan hugged his little granddaughter and couldn't put it down.
"Azhi, look at how pretty our granddaughter is. Does she look like me?"
Old Mrs. Yu couldn't help but patted him and said with an angry smile: "You are so beautiful. Jiu'er is so beautiful, and her mother must take the majority of the credit. What does it have to do with you?"
Yu Beichuan's eyes widened: "It doesn't matter. Look at those beautiful big eyes. They don't look like her father. I'm her father's father!"
Mrs. Yu patted him again and said, "Be restrained when speaking in front of your good granddaughter."
Yu Beichuan didn't dare to refute. He had been used to being rough in the military camp, and he had only been back for a while, but he still couldn't change it for a while.
The more he stared at his granddaughter, the more he loved her. He couldn't help but use his beard to tease the little guy. Unexpectedly, the little guy grabbed it and wouldn't let go.
"Oh, my little dear, be gentle, be gentle!"
Mrs. Yu couldn't help laughing: "Yes!"
This old man, the older he gets, the more stinky he becomes. He doesn't know what's so valuable about a beard, but he can stab someone to death.
【Grandpa is so cute! The relationship between grandparents and grandparents is so good, but it is a pity that such good people are so short-lived. 】
Last time, Yu Junci heard Jiu'er say that all the men in the Yu family were short-lived, and he had already had doubts in his heart.
Indeed, as Jiu'er said, the lifespans of the men in the Yu family are not very long.
As far as he knew, the one who lived the longest was his grandfather.
At the age of fifty, he died without any illness.
However, the Yu family is a family of generals, and most of the men in the Yu family have spent their lives in the military, and most of them died in the battlefield before they even lived to be fifty.
Yu Junci was somewhat skeptical.
Especially some of his father's recent behaviors have deepened his doubts.
[Oh, Grandpa, please lower your head and let me see your face. 】
Yu Beichuan was tall and tall, and you couldn't see his entire face without looking down. Jiu'er was worried because she couldn't guess the reason for his sudden death unless she could see his entire face.
So when he lowered his head to tease her, Jiu'er grabbed his beard mercilessly, forcing Yu Beichuan to lower his head.
Suddenly facing a cute little face with a grinning mouth, Yu Beichuan's heart instantly softened.
Forget it, just pull it if she likes it. No matter how precious a beard is, it’s not as precious as his granddaughter’s.
【W(ﾟДﾟ)WHow could this happen! ! ! 】
[Grandpa only has more than a year to live! 】
Yu Junci's heart skipped a beat.
In two months' time it will be my father's 49th birthday. Could it be that...
[Hey, judging from his appearance, my grandfather was clearly healthy and clear. Although his body had some hidden injuries, they were not fatal. However, one year later, his lifeline ended abruptly. How could this happen? 】
Yu Junci couldn't help but feel worried as he listened to Jiu'er's thoughts and looked at his father who was happily teasing the baby.
Jiu'er let go, and Yu Beichuan hurriedly sat up straight, turned to ask Mrs. Yu: "Azhi, can you ask the doctor to check Xiao Jiu'er?"
Mrs. Yu nodded: "I checked with the doctor immediately after the child was born. He is a healthy child."
Yu Beichuan became increasingly happy: "Okay, that's good."
His great-grandfather and grandfather's generation had given birth to baby girls, but it was said that the children were extremely weak after birth and could not even survive a month.
Hearing Yu Beichuan's words, Jiu'er raised her head suddenly, and a dark purple light seemed to flash in her pupils. She looked at her grandfather, then turned to look at her father a few times. Her eyes became rounder, and she felt tired at the same time. It also came with it.
[I know, that’s what it is...]
Yu Junci was busy concentrating on listening, but he didn't know that his voice, which had not been drunk for a while, came out.
Little ancestor, you have to wonder what it is like.
At this time, Yu Beichuan laughed and gently weighed the Milk Baby in his hand: "This child actually fell asleep."
Yu Junci looked helpless, why did this child fall asleep every time he thought about the critical moment.
"That's how a newborn baby is. Only by sleeping when it's full can the body grow faster." Mrs. Yu took the baby from his hand with a smile, "I'll take her to Jingzhao Hall to have a rest."
Seeing the old lady leaving with the child in her arms, Yu Junci asked Yu Beichuan: "Father, does he know when Taoist Yunhe will be able to leave the palace?"
"Taoist Priest Yunhe left the palace after the formation was stabilized. Why are you looking for him?"
After Yu Junci heard this, he immediately walked out: "I can't explain this at the moment. I'll go find the Taoist first and talk about it when I get back."
Before he left the main hall, he heard a servant coming to report: "Master Hou, Third Master, there is a man outside the door who calls himself Taoist Priest Yunhe. Please see me."
