Chapter 302

Lin Lang lived in the government for two days and was very leisurely.

It was the superior son of the world who looked at her with a look of cannibalism.

As a man who has not yet grown up and has a big mountain on his head, Yan zhaolie is undoubtedly very miserable by her.

When it was still gray and bright, Lin Lang was held in his arms by the Duke with wide shoulders and long legs and fell asleep. As soon as the servants outside heard the crow, they rushed into the inner room without saying a word, and carried the prince, who was only in his inner clothes and had no love on his face, to Wenyuan Pavilion.

The gentleman mentioned casually by the Duke of Yan is a famous contemporary scholar. Before he was an official in the imperial court, he was famous for his direct admonition to death. What he hated most in his life was that he did not know how to behave and how to behave himself.

Yan zhaolie thought, his father really wants to kill him.

Well, it depends on who can afford it.

The prince's face was heavy. He looked at Mr. Daru with a murderous look in his eyes.

As soon as he saw that shiziye was not dressed in neat clothes and looked like a ferocious beast, he stroked his white beard. He was very popular. He only said that he had just been in class and was not very suitable. I understood that it was better for him to go back to rest and study another day?

Yan zhaolie's terrible mood was relieved.

Fortunately, this old man is sensible!

He went back satisfied.

Unexpectedly, the great scholar, who said that he understood and understood by the old man, turned his head and sold the son of a son for nothing and demoted him to the mud. An old grandfather, with tears in his eyes, told the Duke of Yan that he was not only not dressed properly, but also disrespectful to his teachers. When he was staring at him, he was always frightening. As a teacher, he was very cold.

The Duke of Yan appeased the great scholar with his good words. When he left, he called for steward Shen and arranged a martial arts master for Yan zhaolie. This martial arts master is not small. He is a hero who has really drunk blood on the battlefield. The soldiers trained are famous for their bravery and good at fighting. More importantly, they like to challenge the limit and never let go of water.

In the afternoon, Lin Lang can always hear the screams coming from the training ground.

The good days of the Lord began.

Lin Lang was lying on the man's chest, drawing a circle with his fingers, and casually said, "the son of the world is actually smart, but he doesn't like me a little bit. This is a bit extreme. What do you compare with a child?"

The Duke of Yan held her mischievous hand and thought about it in his heart.

From the perspective of inheritors alone, he does not deny that his son is outstanding among his peers. His talent lies in his strong ability to understand and adapt. He is quick and intelligent. He can often draw inferences from one instance. Although sometimes his bad temperament makes the masters angry, his reputation of being quick and studious is still passed on.

Under the suppression and guidance of the Duke of Yan, Yan zhaolie was more restrained when he was outside. Behind him was the powerful government. He was wearing the skin of Chilan Yushu. The young people respected him as a leader. The old Youzi in the officialdom paid tribute to him for his face.

What's more, Yan zhaolie has real talent, but they just praise him a little bit.

The Duke of Yan was busy with his political affairs. He heard more compliments from the tiger father and no dog son. Seeing that his son was really old and had his own idea, he planned to let him go to fame.

After all, at the age of 18, he can be in charge of the family for a long time.

When the Duke of Yan was 16 years old, the Xiao family declined. The dynasty that was about to collapse fell into a hysterical struggle. He ordered the princes to send their sons to Beijing so as to stabilize the imperial power. He declined his father's plan for Li Dai's love affair and left alone.

In just two years, as a proton, the Duke of Yan endured humiliation, hid his talent, and conspired against important officials to seize the land. At the age of 18, the power of the Xiao Dynasty was finally cut off in his hands.

The Duke of Yan always believed that a man should experience in the sea of blood. Otherwise, how could he grow up?

But the Duke of Yan didn't expect that he would be relieved too soon.

From his son did not inform him, forced to withdraw from the Li family, to now Lin Lang entered the door, disrespectful to his stepmother, his various performances were not up to the standard of the Duke and son of the state, which made the Duke of Yan very dissatisfied.

If you are smart, you will be arrogant, irritable and irritable. If you raise a gentleman's problem, you will be easily treated as a leading bird.

In the past, the Duke of Yan thought it was a young man's temperament. Maybe after a few years of marriage, he would grow up.

But now, the Duke of Yan, who was not ready to get married, got a wife. His wife was young and he was old, so he had to plan for the future.

So he was more strict with his eldest son, Yan zhaolie.

"Have a boy." The Duke of Yan said to his wife.

"Girls don't like it?" "I knew you were eccentric," she said

The Duke of Yan ordered his wife's eyebrows. "A girl's husband is naturally desirable, but there must be a brother to help her, so as to teach her not to be bullied."

The eldest son's character is not suitable to be a leading elder brother. By then, if the relationship between his wife and his eldest son still can't be relaxed, and there is no worthy heir to rely on, the Duke of Yan will know what her situation is.But these troubles can't be told to her, so as not to frighten people out of illness.

It would be very incompetent for a husband to let his wife be in constant anxiety.

The Duke of Yan changed the topic, "tomorrow will be back. Does madam have anything to prepare for her husband?"

Without his command, steward Shen had already prepared a gift for the three dynasties to return home. However, he asked this question to show his respect for his wife's family.

Although he and Li's father were colleagues, they were superior and subordinate. If Weng's husband could not get along properly, his wife would be the first to suffer. The Duke of Yan tried to keep her from worrying about these things.

"Yes, there are many." Lin Lang pulled his finger and raised the quilt to her waist. "First of all, there must be a big fat pig, enough for 40 or 50 people to eat. Besides, my father loves to drink tea, and what kind of Longjing Maojian Biluochun Junshan silver needle can be filled in. As for my mother, she believes in Buddhism. She can get her some sandalwood Buddha and jade Buddha. As for the rest of you, husband, do as you please. "

The broad chest on which she leaned was slightly undulating, and a heavy laugh was muffled in it. Yan Guogong said, "do you still want to do it? Are you afraid you're not going to empty the whole government? "

The little lady instantly became sad, a pair of eyes hazy like fog, as if about to cry out, "husband, but despise Qing Qing? I know that you men just like the new and hate the old, coax people into their hands and throw them away when they are finished

The Duke of Yan hissed, "madam, if you have something to say, don't do it. I throw myself away for my husband, and I dare not throw myself away as my husband's little Qing Qing. "

Then Lin Lang was satisfied. The evil hand moved away from the man's Cornus, continued to lie on his stomach and asked, "husband, am I heavy or not? Is it hurting you? "

This is obviously a good trap, waiting for the fool to jump in.

"My wife knows why, but my husband's chest is going to be a deep hole." Yan's public attire looks like pain.

Lin Lang glared at him, "what pit? Do you want to live

The Duke of Yan laughs and pats her little butt.

"How much do you say you have saved half of the country for your husband

So Lin Lang laughed again and gave a kiss to the man.

While whispering, the couple slowly fell asleep in the warm afternoon.

The next morning, Lin Lang sleeps in a daze and is dug out of the bed by a man. It's useless for her to beg for more sleep. Her husband dressed her clothes, shoes and socks, and helped her to get on the carriage.

"So sleepy?" The Duke of Yan had no choice but to embrace people.

"Last night I dreamt that my husband was much younger, and urged me to do my homework, saying that if I could not do it well, I had to hit my palm with a board." Lin Lang complained wrongly, "I didn't provoke you, why are you so fierce?"

It may be that the Duke of Yan was too cruel to his son, which led to Lin Lang's thinking every day and dreaming at night.

Next to the maid who waited on them quickly pressed down their shoulders, eyes, nose, nose, heart.

There is no reason for this lady to be self willed.

Even if I had a dream, I could vent my anger on the Duke of the state.

The Duke of Yan replied in surprise, "is this really true?"

"Really, you are still attacking me."

Lin Lang went to accuse his long black eyebrows, "on these two eyebrows, they were all tangled together and knotted, which was frightening."

He said with a smile, "maybe it's young. There are too many trivial things hidden in this eyebrow, so it's naturally knotted. Now, with his wife's mirth as a companion, his frightening eyebrows can finally be released. Don't worry, madam. I'll meet the young man tonight for my husband, so as to teach him that the lady is to be supported by her heart. How can she palm her hands? Teach him for your husband and for your wife. "

"That's what you said. Don't let him bully me again."

"I never break my promise for my husband."

He hooked each other's little finger and connived all the way to Li's house.

Knowing that the Duke of the state accompanied his new wife to return to Ning, the family had been waiting outside dressed neatly.

You are the king, and the minister is the minister. Even the most intimate Weng son-in-law dare not break some etiquette, at least in appearance.

The Duke of Yan carried out the creed of spoiling his wife. He got out of the carriage and held Lin Lang down again. In the middle of the way, Lin Lang's body tilted, and she stepped on his foot firmly. Li's face twitched and she wanted to teach her daughter a lesson by twisting her ears.

The Duke of Yan didn't care much. He played his robe and talked to his father Li.

His status is too high, in addition to Li father, the rest of the people are not qualified to be too close.

Most of the people present were women's wives, so the Duke of Yan showed his face, nodded at Lin Lang, and went to the study to discuss with Li Fu.

Before leaving, Lin Lang winked at him.

The Duke of Yan slightly restrained his smile and blinked at her, which shocked Li and Hu. He almost thought that the man next to him had been replaced by demons.

Then Lin Lang was carried away by her mother.

Li's heart is broken to read, have become a wife of a family, how to still be like boudoir girl's innocent mischievous? It's true that the Duke of the state is also true. How can you make fun of zhenniang?As a wife of the Duke of the state, Lin Lang's status has been reversed. The women's family members are careful to make amends. Even Li Chaoyun has to bend down and give her a full gift, although she is not willing to.

Lin Lang didn't care much about her. She waved her hand and let people go. She carried her skirt to the boudoir and asked her mother, "mother, how is my careful liver son doing? How about eating, sleeping and drinking? Did you miss me? To be honest, mother, you've been looking at my liver for a long time. You didn't abuse it while I was away, did you? "

Li felt a little pain in his chest.

Be careful, you are an ungrateful flat haired animal!

Ever since Lin Lang got married, he has been crying all day long: "a heartless man

More and more shrill and shrill, it's so sad to see and hear.

"You think your mother is you? I'm not so mean. I'm angry with a flat haired animal Li's not angry.

"I know you are generous, virtuous, gentle and considerate..."

"Go, how can you be like your father! Jing will say good words to deceive people. " Li poked the head of Qi Linlang.

Lin Lang was surprised, "can father say such a thing?" She doesn't look like that.

Li Shi squinted, "don't underestimate your father. At that time, he was also a young man who was as elegant as jade. He was good at poetry. Otherwise, with your mother's beauty, your father's Wooden pimple would be worthy of your mother's attention?"

Lin Lang quickly said that it was a mother. She was really gorgeous and popular with thousands of young men. She coaxed Li into comfort.

When Li recovered from her daughter's compliment, it was already the evening of sunset. With the help of her husband, Lin Lang got on the carriage and went back to the house with the golden cage.

Li gave a cry of surprise.

Li Fu quickly asked her what was wrong.

The woman said hatefully, "no wonder zhenniang coaxed me like this today. It was for the sake of that little beast!" Li thought that the flat haired animal was too evil. He lost his daughter's appetite for food and tea. He talked to a bird all day long, and finally got married. Li didn't want the bird to harm the Duke in the past, so he detained him in his house. As a result, he returned to Ning and took her daughter away.

After hearing this, Li Fu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Well, the people are gone. Let's go back."

Li Chaoyun followed the crowd, looked up again, and quickly looked at the carriage that left.

Sooner or later, she will be more beautiful than Lin Lang!

When Lin Lang returned to the mansion this time and showed his love to the Duke of the state, Li Chaoyun got angry. In a hurry, he began to make plans for himself. Of course, what she planned was big events, which was different from Lin Lang's small family who only showed off men.

Li Chaoyun always felt that she was not at the same level as the ancient Aboriginal women who could only compete for favor.

They want to seduce men with rouge and water powder, and she wants to go straight up!

Although Li Chaoyun regards Lin Lang as an opponent, she doesn't care what the woman is thinking. All her thoughts are on her little baby.

"Wangcai, are you thin? The master is very distressed

Lin Lang fingered the parrot's head.

The parrot turned its head and chirped to peck her palm, which was obviously full of tears.

"Wangcai, the master has heard that what kind of heartless man you call all day long? Who are you talking about?"

The little guy immediately made a look of fainting, as if he had been killed in the palm of Linlang.

Lin Lang laughs and forgives it.

The wife grabbed a handful of fragrant sunflower seeds and put them in the palm of the Duke's hand. She said coquettishly, "husband, you can peel it for me. It's not good for me. My nails are brittle and they're not good."

There was no one else in the carriage except the husband and wife. The main reason was that the Duke of Yan felt that his wife was so cute when no one else was around. He dared to rely on him for everything.

Well, let's call it a little fun.

So the Duke of Yan took good care of her and peeled her melon seeds.

He thought he could get his wife's encouragement, but the little girl turned her head and fed it to the parrot. While feeding, she said pitifully, "Wangcai, eat quickly, don't be afraid. After eating, there is enough."

The Duke of Yan said with a smile, "is the lady too partial?"

Lin Lang thought that there were a lot of men who could talk and not many parrots who could talk and please her. She said frankly, "yes, my wife's heart is biased, and my husband's nine cows can't be pulled back."

Yan Guogong's black eyes flashed slightly, "you don't have to have nine cows. You can pull you back for your husband."

The tall man is like a jade mountain toppling, she is pressed under the body, there is no escape. The two thin lips rub gently over the corners of the mouth, the back of the ear and the clavicle, and finally land on her chest.

Lingering and winding.

Lin Lang blinked, "husband, what are you going to do? Don't you want a car in broad daylight... " She quickly changed her voice. "Oh, car show."

"What is a car show?" The Duke of Yan asked with interest.

"My husband, haven't you ever seen a car show? It's the kind of acrobatics in the car. ""Madame, have you seen it?"

Lin Lang nodded, serious expression, "husband, what do you do when you take off your clothes?"

The Duke of Yan chuckled, extended his long finger, and gracefully untied his cloud belt. The jade pendant fell on the brocade mattress and made a subtle sound. He separated his long legs, knelt skillfully on both sides of his slender waist, bent down, and uttered a very low, slightly hoarse smile in her ear, as if it was some kind of panting restrained by the male host, which was a mess of sexuality.

He threw away his clothes and covered the golden cage of the parrot with great precision. He was so angry that the little guy yelled at him that he was a heartless man who only taught him this dirty word.

The Duke of Yan bit her clavicle carefully. Lin Lang felt that the moment when a man spoke with his clavicle and swallowing saliva, he was definitely damaged by her shameless parrot.

"How about a different performance for my husband today for my wife, um, the car show, the kind that can't close the legs?"