Chapter 444

Name:Dear,You Lose Author:Ning Meng Wan
Liu Ankang's eyes flashed a trace of pain, and nodded under the gaze of song Wenqing: "since ancient times, the struggle for the throne has been a bloodbath, and it's not sure who will die. But the wisest man dies the fastest, because he is the target of public criticism, except that he is equal to cutting off the other party's arm. Juner, I only hope that he can use his intelligence to escape. If not, it will be hard to say anything when he really comes to the throne in the future. "

Song Wenqing frowned tightly. Fortunately, Yin Qiqi didn't know about it, otherwise she would only blame herself more.

They are just ordinary farmers, but now they are in this situation.

"Didn't Xiao Yishui say that he didn't want the throne? Why does he want that position now? " Song Wenqing asked.

Liu Ankang held a silent meeting and said: "the situation is changing rapidly. It's not surprising that young master Xiao told us that it's been too long since he said this to us. What's more, if Mr. Xiao doesn't get that position, do you think he can survive? "

Song Wenqing was silent.

Xiao Yishui has been in a very awkward position since he was born. As an unknown prince in the palace, he will die one day without anyone knowing. Killing enemies in the frontier, at least now, can be remembered after his death.

But when a person gets something, he wants more.

Xiao Yishui is now. He has taken several cities in the Danish hands. The emperor has seen him with special respect. He will be eyed by the other three princes. He began to lay his own eye line around the swallow, which is to make a good road for the future.

"Wen Qing, if you want to save jun'er, it's not impossible. As long as you also work under master Xiao and are hostile to Juner in the future, you are his brother-in-law. You can show mercy to him, or pull him from Xiao juanyang to us. " Liu Ankang road.

Song Wenqing got up and looked down at Liu Ankang. "In the future, you don't have to talk to me about the imperial court. I'm just an ordinary hunter. I can't do anything great!"

At the end of the speech, he left angrily.

Liu Ankang helplessly looked at his back and looked down at the chessboard. All the black chess on the chessboard had been picked up, and only white chess was left.

Back in the room, Yin Qiqi and the children had finished today's cake.

The cakes are yellow, red, green and white. They look like flowers in full bloom. They are decorated with black sesame and white sesame.

The children have been learning pastry with Yin Qiqi for a long time. At the beginning, there were all kinds of shapes, and now they can follow Yin Qiqi to make the same shape. Although there are some small flaws, they are also good-looking.

In general, as long as the prepared flour is finished in Yin Qiqi's class, the children will go to play.

Her lessons are the most relaxing. As long as the children are here, they can do anything, and they all like her lessons.

One day, song Baosong saw nothing to play, and they all gathered around Yin Qiqi. They didn't know what they were talking about, so they had a good chat.

Song Wenqing never thought that one day, he would have such a lively and warm home, a woman who loves him, and lovely children. He would guard all these things to the end and never allow anyone to take them away!

Time flies.

In the twinkling of an eye, the weather in winter is completely cold. Before it snows, the river freezes.

Seeing this, Yin Qiqi asked song Wenqing not to let the children play by the river and go back to school. Song Wenqing also felt that this was the way to do it. He told the children to change the swimming class to martial arts practice. After hearing this, the children immediately objected. It was all right, but they were not willing to go to martial arts practice and study.

Song Wenqing had a black face and didn't speak. There was no one who was afraid of him among the children. After all, song Wenqing's pet wife was too much. As long as he was angry, the children would know that they would go to find Yin Qiqi. If they found Yin Qiqi, song Wenqing would ease down.

Liu Rumo couldn't control the children's disobedience, and song Wenqing couldn't persuade them. Finally, Lu Ding, a passer-by, saw the children's quarrel and went home to tell Yin Qiqi about it.

When Yin Qiqi arrived, some of the children sat on the ground and played, while others stood on the ice. Song Wenqing could not help but stand by and watch the noisy children.

"What are you doing here?" Asked song Wenqing.

Yin Qiqi: "Lu Ding said that the children were quarreling and they didn't listen to you. I'll come and have a look."

Song Wenqing frowned and looked at the children helplessly.

When song Yibao saw Yin Qiqi coming, he immediately ran over, hugged him and said, "Mom, dad is too much. I want us to practice martial arts!"

"Why is it too much to practice martial arts?"

"Today is swimming class!"

"Yibao, you can't be stubborn without any reason. You see the river is frozen. Now it's cold when you reach out. How can you go into the water to play in such weather?" Yin Qiqi crouched and patiently talked with song Yibao face to face.

Song Yibao brightened his eyes and said, "we can play in the bath at home! Pour hot water into the bath and we can play! "

"Yes, mother, we can go home and play!" Song Yishun heard song Yibao's words and quickly came to echo them.The bath at home was made some time ago, because song Yibao saw that there was a bath in their room, so he began to make a lot of noise and noise. Later, he came to their room to take a bath every day. Finally, song Wenqing had no choice but to make a bath in the bath room on the first floor for one day, and several boys didn't want to come out every hour.

I didn't expect to go in to play before dark.

Yin Qiqi had some experience of song Wenqing's helplessness. As the children grew older, they had their own opinions, not as good as before.

What's more, the children in their family are relatively smart, which is not a bit of a headache.

Yin Qiqi looked at the river with thin ice, and saw a fish swimming under the ice. Yin Qiqi had a flash of inspiration, "since you don't want to practice martial arts, how about fishing?"

"Fishing?" Song Yibao tilted his head.

Yin Qiqi said, "let's poke a small hole in the river, and then go fishing to see who catches the most fish."

"Mother, I must be the one who catches the most." Before the game started, song Yibao didn't know where to get his confidence.

The children haven't fished yet. When they hear that they want to fish, they should do it right away.

Back home, song Wenqing and Ruan Zheng simply made fishing rods for the children.

When Liu Ankang heard that the children were going fishing, he immediately asked Ruan Zheng to make him a fishing rod and go fishing with him.

After a while, more than a dozen small holes appeared on the frozen river. The children sat by the river with stools, holding the fishing rod and waiting for the fish to bite.

Song Wenqing watched them fishing and helped them catch the fish when he saw who had the bait.

At first, they were full of enthusiasm, but gradually, the children lost patience. Some of them were yawning and swaying with the willow branches in the wind.

Suddenly, song Yishun said nervously: "Dad, the fishing rod on my side is so strange, it seems that it will be towed away!"

Song Wenqing hurried to his side, grabbed his hand and said, "a fish has taken the bait. Take your time. Calm down and don't worry."

The children all looked nervously at Song Yishun.