Chapter 901

"Madam, the Marquis hasn't been back for more than half a year. Qingning knows, hehe."

Cheng's age is still teased by Qingning, and he is about to beat Qingning, "you girl, you are so young, you really are..."

"Ah, Qingning knows it's wrong, but it's good that the Marquis is back, and the elder brother Shizi is on his way."

Although knowing that Qingning is deliberately changing the topic, the child is too smart, and Cheng can't help thinking that his son, who has been studying arts for many years, is about to return, and that his family is reunited, he can't help saying: "yes, it's good."

Before Cheng's arrival in the main hall, he had heard a smile, and his face gradually collapsed.

"Madame, my husband is back." Tang Zhan saw Cheng at the door, got up and walked quickly.

Qingning looks up at the two people's clenched hands. She has lived here since she was born. She has long regarded this place as her home. The more she has feelings for this place, the more she loves this couple.

They know each other in the cold, along the way, husband and wife share weal and woe. However, when Tang Zhan stood in the position of a prince and Marquis, they were doomed to be unable to be a couple all their lives. They had no foundation. If they wanted to stabilize their glorious status in exchange for their lives, they had to compromise and compromise to the aristocratic family.

Although Tang Zhan loves his wife, he no longer dares to attach all his sincerity. When he lets people know that his wife is his real weakness, he is afraid that his mother's wife will not be able to survive. Many people in his family want to get in touch with his wife's position.

For Cheng, sometimes she can feel her husband's love, sometimes she feels as cold as being in an ice cellar. In recent years, her husband has more and more women and is getting younger and younger, which makes her feel a great shame.

Zhang's side is very good at looking for time to speak, with a gentle voice to block the couple's tacit understanding of each other: "Hou ye, this is my niece, nickname Zhang Ying, Ying'er, have not come to see Hou Ye."

"I've seen you." Zhang Ying came forward slowly, and every step was pleasing to the eye. Even when a little girl like Qingning saw her, she couldn't help looking more. The women carefully cultivated by the aristocratic family were really not simple.

"Yes." Tang Zhan just nodded slightly, and the scene was a little awkward for a moment.

Zhang touched the corner of his mouth gently with his handkerchief to hide the unnatural moment. Then he said, "Lord Hou, I've been away from home for several years. I often write letters about my homesickness. My father asked Yinger to accompany me for some time. In a word, Yinger and my son are about the same age."

This let Tang Zhan pick eyebrows, Zhang's hand is too long! Obviously, Cheng also hears that Zhang wants to make up Tang Lu and Zhang Ying. How can this be? She wants to have an attack, but Tang Zhan presses her down. Cheng is confident that Tang Zhan values his son.

"Marquis, do you have any new gadgets for Qingning? If not, Qingning will be angry." Qingning stood in front of Zhang, intending to block Zhang with his huge body. If he had to open his mouth, although it was not as high as Zhang's legs, there was still some effect.

Tang Zhan squatted down and spoke to Qingning in a gentle tone: "that's natural. I've ordered someone to send you to your residence as a gift for the princess, but now it's time to have dinner. I'd better have dinner first."

There is no Zhang's position on the dinner table. Your concubine is also a concubine. There is no master's order and no qualification to go to the table. At present, it is obvious that the husband and wife don't mean that.