Enjoying the sunshine of early spring and tasting the Romani red wine obtained from modern society, Yang Feng only felt extraordinarily calm, and even the bruises on his chest that were originally a little painful were much more comfortable, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes and said in a voice that only he could hear.

"If only I could live such a peaceful life forever."

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head helplessly.

Nowadays, he can say that whether it is in modern society or in the Ming Dynasty, he is either rich or powerful, but this is not without cost, since he enjoys more rights and enjoyment than ordinary people, he has to bear more responsibilities than ordinary people.

This may sound hollow, and some may even call him hypocritical, but it is true. Whether ancient or modern, when their wealth status reaches a certain level, what they think will naturally change.

A flat-headed people at the bottom, their ideal is nothing more than a hot kang head for their wives and children. But when a person's money or power reaches a different level, what they see and think is different.

For example, Comrade Lao Ma in modern society, after having so much wealth, why should he pay attention to the affairs of teachers, and the money spent on it every year is in the hundreds of millions, not because he wants to leave his own mark in history.

In the same way, when Yang Feng first came to this time and space, his idea may be how to flip things between the two time and space, so that he can also live the life of a human being.

Now, after he has both wealth and power, he is not thinking about how much money to make, but how to help his compatriots in this time and space avoid detours and avoid tragedies in another time and space.

A sound of soft footsteps sounded behind him, and then a pair of slender jade hands placed on Yang Feng's shoulders and began to press up, the strength was neither light nor heavy, making Yang Feng hum softly in comfort.

After a few minutes, Yang Feng said, "Hai Lanzhu, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Zhezhe and Da Yu'er, have they risen? ”

Hai Lanzhu snorted lightly: "Aunt and Bu Mu Butai are still sleeping?" I just got up like to see what you're doing? ”

"When did you become a spy again?" Yang Feng couldn't laugh or cry: "I haven't gone out at all except staying at home with a few of you these days." ”

"Who knows." Hai Lanzhu snorted lightly: "You often have to go to sea from time to time, even after you come back, you often have to go out to fight." There are so many sisters in the family, and there is even less time to spend with me every month, so of course I have to worry about you. ”

Listening to Hai Lanzhu's words, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a little guilty. A person's energy is limited, not only does he have to run back and forth in two time and space, but there are so many women around him to comfort, and the time to accompany his own women under the lack of skills will naturally be less, especially in the time and space of the Ming Dynasty, Yang Feng spends less than a week with them every month, if it is in modern society, I am afraid that there will be family conflicts a long time ago.

Under the rule of guilt, Yang Feng stretched out his hand and hugged Hai Lanzhu by the waist and put it on his knees, buried his head in a pile of warm fragrant nephrite, and said softly: "Hai Lanzhu, I'm sorry, I still have too little time to accompany your sisters over the years." ”

"Forget you.!"

Hai Lanzhu stretched out her slender jade finger and tapped it on Yang Feng's nose, pouting.

"I'm not jealous, I'm just angry with myself, why have I been married to you for two years, and my stomach still hasn't moved."

Speaking of which, Hai Lanzhu is indeed a little depressed, in this era of advocating more children and more blessings, a woman who cannot give birth to her husband is despised.

If Yang Feng is infertile, it would be fine, now that his aunt and Zheng Tuoniang have given birth to a son and a daughter to Yang Feng, as the main room, he has nowhere to go, and the pressure in Hai Lanzhu's heart can naturally be imagined.

Although Hai Lanzhu always looks like she is indisputable on weekdays, and she is very good to several of Yang Feng's women, but seeing that Mr. Zheng Tuoniang, who is a concubine, has a son, it would be hellish to say that she has no ideas, which is why Hai Lanzhu, who always likes to sleep lazily on weekdays, gets up early in the morning unusually.

As Hai Lanzhu's husband, Yang Feng naturally understands her thoughts, but it's useless to be in a hurry about this kind of thing. Not to mention this era, even the modern society with developed medical technology is the same, otherwise those infertility hospitals will not bloom everywhere in China.

The two couples thought quietly about their hearts, and then Hai Lanzhu suddenly said: "You are not allowed to go anywhere these days, you must accompany us." ”

"Am I not with you?" Yang Feng said with some puzzlement.

"I mean night."

Hai Lanzhu held Yang Feng's head with both hands, stared at him "viciously" and said word by word: "You have to accompany us at night, and you are not allowed to accompany those two people, do you understand?" ”

Of course, Yang Feng understood that Hai Lanzhu was talking about the two daughters of Abahai and Qiqige.

Yang Feng actually didn't understand Hai Lanzhu's thoughts, it stands to reason that Hai Lanzhu, Zhezhe and Da Yuer's three aunts and nephews and Abahai and Qiqige all have a relationship with Aixin Jueluo's family, and the relationship between the daughters should be closer, but for some reason these five women are a little wrong.

Although Hai Lanzhu and the girls have no hatred for Abahai and Qiqige, they never take the initiative to find these two people on weekdays. Even if they met, they were just saying hello, and Abahai and Qiqige were the same, but they were closer to Zheng Tuoniang and Xianniang, which made many people puzzled.

Touching his nose helplessly, Yang Feng had no choice but to say: "Daughter-in-law, I found that you don't seem to treat Abahai and Qiqige very well, why is this?" ”

Hai Lanzhu didn't answer, but continued: "No, I'll just ask you, do you agree." ”

Seeing that his daughter-in-law seemed to be coming for real, Yang Feng had no choice but to raise his hand and surrender: "Okay...... Am I still not satisfied? ”

"That's not bad." Seeing that Yang Feng agreed, Hai Lanzhu's pretty face reappeared with a smile, she sighed lightly, buried her pretty face in Yang Feng's neck and said softly: "Xianggong, if I am pregnant and give birth to a boy, will you let him inherit your marquisate title?" ”

Yang Feng stared at Hai Lanzhu's pretty face and asked puzzledly, "Are you worried about this these days?" ”

"Hmm!"

Hai Lanzhu bowed her head slightly in embarrassment.

"Sister Tu Niang has now taken the lead in giving birth to Cheng Ying for you, according to the Han people, he is the eldest son and is qualified to inherit your title, so will you pass on your title to Cheng Ying?"

Cheng Ying is the son of Yang Feng and Zheng Toniang, and he is also the eldest son of Jiangning Houfu, and his birth has touched the hearts of many people.