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Chen Zhiwu's eyes lit up when he heard the first half of the story. He almost cried when he heard the second half.

If he didn't do this, it would just be making a ruckus.

In the end, Chen Zhiwu gave in and became his wife. He also stayed in the courtyard of the marshal's residence.

After Shen Yu knew about this, she could only sigh at the thickness of her man, but could not say anything else.

On the other hand, Hong Xiu expressed her feelings and felt that this was just right. She did not think that she would move out after getting married. Yu Li carried her body and left just like that. Naturally, she didn't feel at ease.

Zhou Yu beat up Feng Jiu, one of them was willing to take advantage of her while the other was willing to beat up Feng Jiu. Shen Yu could not say anything else, so she could only allow them to do as they pleased.

Seeing that it was the wedding day, Chen Zhiwu rode his horse, followed by his palanquin, which was filled with red sleeves. After circling the city, he returned to the Commander's Mansion, where he stayed in a small courtyard. Although Feng Jiu was a bit unscrupulous, he was still kind to Chen Zhiwu. He arranged a banquet in his front yard and called for a group of people to celebrate for the two of them. Madam Feng and Big Sis both expressed that they were willing to pay red packets for the two newcomers.

Shen Yujing listened to the liveliness in the front yard, and said to Bi Qiuyang, "In the future when the few of you get married, you must also act like this." These words caused Bi Qiuxiu's face to turn red, and she hurriedly changed the topic.

The little girl became shy and Shen Yujing no longer teased her, but she remembered her words in her heart.

The two of them chatted and laughed as Ninth Master Feng pushed open the door and entered the room. He waved his hand at Bi Qiuyu, then chased her out.

After the water was poured and the washing was done, the couple lay down on the bed and the man began to lose his patience.

"They were married. I remember when we were married." Ye Zichen reached out to hold her in his embrace, while the man's claws started to become dishonest.

Shen Yujing did not speak.

"Our formation is also very sweet, but it's only been a few days. Time is too short!"

Shen Yujing still did not speak.

"Yujing, don't you think we should recall the details?"

"Where are the claws?" Shen Yu kept shouting.

Unfortunately, it was too late and the bedclothes on his body had once again been stripped clean. Feng Jiu Zhe began to carefully recall every single detail of the wedding candles. There were so many different kinds of men. Although Shen Yujing wanted to remain reserved, in the end, he was still unable to resist the methods of a man.

Every day, Ninth Master Feng wished for the child to be born as soon as possible after filling the full ten months of his pregnancy. However, when the time came and he saw Shen Yu's round stomach, Ninth Master Feng became worried and scared again, afraid that Shen Yu would have something good to do, that the man would scare himself, and scare himself until he couldn't stand it. He still didn't dare show it because Yu Que had said that he was her true reliance. With him around, she naturally wouldn't be afraid of anything.

He firmly remembered the words spoken by Yu Ji in his heart. He had been living a torturous life every day.

Finally, the day of Shen Yu's birth finally arrived. Feng Jiu wanted to go in and work with her, but his mother pushed him out. Having a child was a woman's affair, how could a man go in and help.

He didn't step in, he didn't step in, he didn't step in. He didn't want to step in, but that kind of feeling couldn't be described.

His woman was in there giving him children, how could he not want to be involved at all. If he had a choice, he would rather go and suffer for her.

One in the room and one outside the yard. Every time Shen Yujing called out, Ninth Master Feng's heart tightened. A basin of blood was poured out, and Ninth Master Feng felt like he couldn't breathe. Just as Ninth Master Feng's legs gave way and he was about to fall, the midwife inside finally shouted.

"It's born, it's born a brother. Congratulations to the marshal! "

This sentence had saved Ninth Master Feng. His legs were no longer weak, and his heart was no longer tense. He hurriedly walked to the door and was about to enter, but was blocked by his mother: "Wait a moment, it's not over yet. There's still one in his stomach."

Ninth Master Feng, "…"

It was a girl. The midwife shouted her congratulations and brought the child out, but this time, no one came to block Ninth Master Feng. The man hurriedly entered the room, but turned a blind eye to the child in the arms of his mother and sister, and directly ran to the inner room to look at Shen Yulian.

The woman's body was covered in sweat. Having given birth to two children, she had used up almost all of her energy. Now, seeing her husband walk in, she could only force a smile. "Ninth Brother, how is our child?"

Master Feng Jiu hurried over, held Shen Yujing's hand, and kept chanting: "Good, good, good, Dragon and Phoenix Embryo, of course, good."

"Who do they look more like?"

Just as Feng Jiu wanted to say something like you, Shen Yujing slowly closed her eyes.

She fell asleep.

On the other hand, Ninth Master Feng's face paled and he hurriedly reached out his hand.

Madam Feng came in from behind him, showing her contempt for her son. "She's just tired and has just fallen asleep. What are you thinking about?"

Feng Jiu didn't reply, he only faintly muttered, "In the future, nothing will happen. You're scaring me to death!"

Madam Feng was speechless.

Wiping the sword, the jingling of the sword, the clanging of the jingling of the jadeite

My name is Feng Qiangqiang, my mother is three years old taught me to learn the characters, the enlightened is "Yi Jian Xi Yuer, Zhanqinqiang Lin Lang."

At that time, the word "gong" always made me look away, but I still had to force myself to continue writing.

I often felt that it wasn't fair, and my sister's name was derived from these words. Her name was Feng Linlang, and my mother only asked her to write three words.

At that time, I knew that my mother was biased. Although she said that my sister was stupid, so I could only slowly write it down, but I felt that every time she looked at me, she had ill intentions.

I think I've been set up.

Although he had sensed it, this sort of thing couldn't be told to others.

Even though I am only three years old, I have already realized that in this family, there is no one with the same heart as me.

Mother likes sister, father likes mother. In the family, his father was the one who could cover the sky with one hand.

Every time this happened, I would wish that I could grow up faster so that I could kick my father out of that position and take his place. When the time came, I would write three words.

When my father returned, he could hear the sounds of greeting along the way, as well as the sound of his boots stepping on the ground. It was always the voice that I admired the most, as well as the voice that I liked the most.

The door opened, and the tall, handsome man walked in. He looked at my mother at first glance, and they smiled at each other. My father had already walked over, holding my mother by the waist with one hand, and opened the book with the other to give us his evaluation. He kept looking at his mother.

The meat jelly had only been separated this morning. Even now, the sky was still dark, and the two of them had already acted as if they had been separated for several days.

It's really too childish. I actually don't think much of their actions.

From birth until now, I have been witnessing both their childish and carnal so-called love.

In fact, I think my father didn't like my mother. He was just putting on an act, and he managed to fool everyone, but he couldn't fool me.

I have my reasons for saying this.

My sister and I used to sleep in my mother's room. We were young and didn't know what was going on, but once, when we woke up in the middle of the night, we heard her moaning in pain, and I was really worried about her, as she was my mother after all. We opened our eyes and looked over at her, and under the moonlight, we saw my father pressing my mother down on him, and I didn't know what they were doing, but I also knew that my father definitely wasn't doing anything good.

As expected, very soon, his mother's pained begging voice could be heard: "Ninth Brother, please, spare me, Ninth Brother."

He repeated those words to his mother over and over again, but his father didn't budge at all. He kept on doing it and shouted, "The one who is bullying is you, you bitch!"

I was shocked at that moment. Not only did my father bully my mother, he even called her a little demoness.

I can't let him bully my mother. Although my mother has never had my place in her heart, I can't just watch my mother get bullied like this.

But he couldn't go head to head with his father. Although his mother was silly, there was one thing she was right about. His father was an extremely shameless person who could do anything.

If I say something at this point, I can't guarantee that he won't hurt me.

At that moment I decided to put up with it.

But my mother was going to suffer. From then on, whether intentionally or not, I would wake up in the middle of the night and see the same images. Although sometimes it was my mother who pressed down on my father, my mother would never stop begging for mercy.

I was anxious, yet I still acted normal on the surface. In fact, every time I saw my father, I wanted to curse him for being a beast with a human face.

Just like now, he picked up the words that I wrote and said hypocritically, "Not bad, not bad. My son is really as smart as me. He just learned how to write and he wrote so well."

In my heart, even though I felt disdain towards him, wanting to tell him that I would never be as beastly as you, I still smiled on the surface, foolishly like my little sister. It was as if I was really happy to hear his praise, but in reality, no one knew how resentful I was when I saw my mother smile apologetically.

Finally, I found a chance.

My first uncle, who had just become governor, and my second uncle, who was the head of the Finance Department, came to our house with the whole family, as well as my grandparents, who were said to have come to celebrate my father's arrival as governor of the three provinces. I did not know what kind of official he was, and I was not interested, but this was an opportunity for me.