"Sir Cao...you put me down..."

In the corridor, Jing Xue held Cao Hua's shoulders, was hugged with her legs, tightly holding her body, and looked down at Cao Hua's face.

Cao Hua stopped in the corridor, loosened his right hand, and Jing Xue fell into his arms, looking at him with a slightly serious look:

"I have learned to make things difficult for maids after only a few days. Is there any prospect of taking them as my younger brother?"

Jing Xue was embarrassed on her beautiful cheeks. After thinking about it, she raised her face and closed her eyes, trying to use "under the moon before the flowers" to prevent Cao Hua from asking questions.

Cao Hua leaned over and kissed lightly, raised his hand and pinched Jing Xue's faces: "Don't do this, just explain honestly, and serve the family law."

Jing Xue opened her eyes, thought for a while, then hugged Cao Hua's waist, rubbed her cheek against her chest, and muttered in a low voice:

"Dog official ~................ why should I be the youngest one..."

"Who made you disobedient?" Cao Hua raised his eyebrows.

Jing Xue raised her eyes: "You are too domineering, I am not a vase... I took my own initiative by chance and did not do bad things, what's wrong?"

Cao Hua curled his lips and said, "Anyway, you will be the baby who is taking care of the child in the future. You have to report to me first when you go out."

Jing Xue pursed her lips and wanted to say a few more stubborn words, but she realized that it was useless to be stubborn with Cao Hua. After thinking for a while, she actually hugged Cao Hua's waist and walked towards the room.

"What are you doing?"

“Go back to the room.”

Cao Hua coughed dryly: "Just say anything directly, there is no need to use this method."

"I just said you didn't agree... You won't agree later, I'll bite you."

"Ahem... OK OK OK, just kidding you..."

Jing Xue stopped, put Cao Hua down, leaned back on her chest, and said softly:

"My husband, don't keep me in check, I'll just be obedient..."

Cao Hua curled his lips and said, "Everyone said it was funny. You want to start a juggling team? I set up a theater on Yu Street. From now on, you will be your boss, but I will be jealous if you don't allow yourself to go on stage."

“What is a theater?”

"Well... it's just a place to watch operas, perform songs, dances, juggle, tricks, etc. There are performances every day, and the money you earn is yours, so you don't have to pay it."

"oh..."

Jing Xue blinked: "If you lose money, would you ask Mrs. Chen to pay the same amount and let me pay the money too?"

"Of course, no matter how big the home business is, you can't do a loss-making business."

"......All right...."

Jing Xue chuckled softly, thought for a while, and then said, "I want to help my former friends, like the Zhu family, take them all over..."

"You are the boss, you can make your own decisions. If you can't eat, don't get the money from the mansion."

"I...I have the ability..."

Jing Xue nodded with satisfaction and looked up at the moonlight. It was already late. She let go of her arms and gestured to the main courtyard of the back house:

"Go and see your son. Now he is so crazy that he doesn't even get close to the princess. I'm afraid he doesn't know you."

Cao Hua held her face and kissed her, took her hand back to the room, and turned around to the main yard.

Jing Xue held the door frame with her hands and looked up at Cao Hua's back until her figure disappeared into the corner of the corridor, then she hooked her hair in her ears and chuckled softly...

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In the bedroom of the main courtyard, the lights were swaying, and the maids often placed various furniture.

After the last two months of hard work, Zhao Tianluo was a little weak and couldn't bear it. He sat on the couch and asked Madam Cui to rub her shoulders and flip through the account book on her hand to understand the changes in the days in the mansion.

Luzhu held the young master and sat next to her slightly shyly, and kissed the little doll on the forehead from time to time, making the little doll smirk.

Yutang stood beside him rubbed his hands, his eyes were bright, and he kept trying to snatch it over and hug it, but unfortunately, he was born with a weird and uneasy person and was worried that she would not hold the baby.

Han'er sat on the small table and whispered the arrangements of this period:

"The wedding ceremony has been arranged. I have thought about the order of wedding reception. I will first pick up Miss Xie, and then go to the Prince Consort's Mansion..."

Zhao Tianluo raised his little face, frowned slightly, and thought silently: "Sister Fei'er remarried, Miss Su was born in a pure and scholarly family. According to the rules, you should enter the family first..."

Han'er nodded slightly, put down the teacup and wrote it down on the notebook, then continued to arrange it, and finally said:

"I wish Qufei a woman in the martial arts world, even if she has no credit or hard work, she will be too proud of her when she goes to the main entrance, or she will be taken back to the house."

Zhao Tianluo narrowed his eyes slightly: "Well... this is not very good... My husband spoiled her the most, and he is Miss Xie's master..."

"The master and apprenticeship are like mother and daughter, and she is also embarrassed to celebrate with her apprentice, and she is a scum in the world." Han'er is not polite at all.

Yutang thief smiled and replied inappropriately: "Sister Han'er, are you and the young master or brother and sister..."

Han'er's eyes sank.

Yutang thought it was not good, so he hurriedly ran behind Luzhu to hide and used the young master as a shield.

Zhao Tianluo rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and thought for a while: "It's all messy. I offend any of these things. Let my husband arrange them. There is no complaint in this way, and I dare not say anything if there is any complaint."

Han'er was not very happy and pursed her lips: "Let the young master arrange it. Zhu Qu Concubine must be behind Miss Xie. Maybe she is on an equal footing with Miss Su. Lu Zhu said that she has served the young master for so many years. Why should she do it?"

Yutang responded unhonestly: "Young Master likes her." Then Luzhu pinched her.

"Ahem—"

While speaking, Cao Hua pushed open the door and walked in with a smile on his face, as if he didn't hear anything.

Han'er quickly shut up, lowered her head and looked a little red, and ran out without saying anything.

"Young Master!"

Luzhu ran over and carried the little baby with his head and brain. Cao Hua raised his hand to take it. Yutang smiled trepidly, then pulled Luzhu out of the door.

The little kid who had just turned one year old was chubby, wearing a tiger-headed hat, watched Luzhu run away, and then turned to look at Zhao Tianluo. Zhao Tianluo was tilting his head and looking elsewhere to pretend to be cold, and the little kid could only look at Cao Hua who was close to him again.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year. The little kid obviously doesn't know his biological father and has never been hugged by a man. He slapped his mouth and was about to cry.

Cao Hua's eyes sank, and his eyes were like eagles and falcons.

The little kid was stunned on the spot, biting his fingers with his lips and dared not cry again.

When Zhao Tianluo saw this scene, he was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, he stood up and ran to him, and patted Cao Hua with his hands:

"What should you do if you frighten your child?"

"Wow--"

The clown found the savior, burst into tears, and stretched out his little hand to penetrate Zhao Tianluo's arms.

Zhao Tianluo quickly raised his hand to take it, hugged it in his arms and coaxed it, staring at his husband angrily.

Cao Hua laughed, opened his arms and hugged Zhao Tianluo and Waer in his arms, touching his forehead together, and looking at the 'claw' who was holding his mother's neck and full of grievance:

"Didn't you always write letters saying you won't let you hug? Look how well-behaved you are now."

Zhao Tianluo had just reacted and turned his head to look. The clown who used to cry with disgust when he picked it up was ugly. Now he is so obedient. He hugged her with grievance, with his eyes shiny, afraid that she would not want her son.

Zhao Tianluo's eyes lit up, but he was still a little angry and snorted faintly: "This is your son. Your eyes can scare you to death. What if you scare the clown? It's not light or heavy..."

"How could our son be so brave? If he doesn't scare him now, what should he do if he grows up and goes to the house to remove the tiles?"

Zhao Tianluo shrank in his husband's arms, with a little complaint in his eyes, but the longing on his face was hard to hide. There were thousands of words to say, but no matter how many thrilling words were, they were not as good as the most common parental texts:

"You can't beat the child in the future. If you are so powerful, if you take a little action, your child will be beaten by you..."

"...Okay, I will sing to coax the child from now on, and you sing to sing to sing to silly..."

"Why? In this way, my son will definitely not get close to me in the future..."

He mumbled and chatted for a long time until the "Joker Clown" fell asleep on his mother's shoulder.

Zhao Tianluo gently handed the child over to the nanny and took it to the room to sleep.

The room was empty, and the candlelight swayed, illuminating the reflections of the two people.

Zhao Tianluo hooked his hair in his ears and seemed a little restrained. He sat down at the small table with a calm tone a little serious:

"My husband...thank you..."

"What do you thank?" Cao Hua sat down next to the small table, and looked at the lady who had lost her youth and became a young woman under the candlelight.

Zhao Tianluo pursed his lips, and the arrogance in his bones had already been hidden without realizing it, leaving only tenderness:

"When you were in the wedding chamber, you did everything you promised me... I... I seem a little selfish and have nothing to repay you..."

Cao Hua picked up the teacup and took a sip, and smiled indifferently: "It's just a throne, I didn't take it seriously from beginning to end. If the lady insisted on repaying her, there were so many ways, it depends on whether she was sincere." He raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Tianluo's expression froze, hesitated for a moment, got up and ran behind the screen, rustling and rustling.

After a little while, a jade-faced scholar with red lips and white teeth ran out, just like when he went to a poetry party before, with a few distinctive flavors in his heroic spirit.

Zhao Tianluo was wearing a wide scholar's robe and walked around in front of Cao Hua: "Is this OK?"

Cao Hua was a little disappointed, but although Luoer was a little bolder than Jingliu, she still couldn't let go in her boudoir and could not force her. She nodded immediately:

"It's OK, too."
Chapter completed!