The duckling walked around wagging its tail, and Yan'er leaned into the woman's arms, stretched out her chubby little hand, and tried to touch the duck's flat beak.

The woman has a round face, willow leaves and curved eyebrows, and looks like twenty-four or five, although it is a jinghai cloth skirt, but it looks very clean and gentle.

In the distance, she saw a carriage approaching.

She was vigilant in her heart, and hurriedly hugged Yan'er and turned around and entered the courtyard.

A few ducks wobbled after her.

Xu Hu jumped out of the carriage first and asked Zhao Yuanjing: "Your Highness, how are you doing?" ”

The carriage was bumpy all the way, and he was worried that His Highness's wounds were not good.

Zhao Yuanjing's eyes kept following the woman, and he waved his hand: "I'm fine." Go inside and have a look. ”

He walked briskly to the gate of the courtyard.

Two men, an old man and a young man, came out of it, looking at them with fierce eyes.

Zhao Yuanjing and Xu Hu were both wearing civilian clothes, so they couldn't tell what kind of characters they were.

"Who are you looking for?" Father Yi looked at Zhao Yuanjing and asked.

Zhao Yuanjing took out a piece of jade and said, "My surname is Zhao, and I am Yan'er's father." I'll pick him up. ”

When Father Yi saw Yu Jue, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Ah, it turns out that my uncle is here." Come on, come in! ”

Uncle?

Xu Hu scratched his head, thinking that this old farmer was really unkind.

If he knew what His Highness's identity was, he probably wouldn't dare to say these two words.

Zhao Yuanjing didn't care about this minutiae, he pushed the door directly and walked into the courtyard.

"Sanniang, that's my aunt, come and pick up the little young master!" Father Yi shouted to his daughter-in-law.

When Li Sanniang heard this, she also smiled, hugged Yan'er, and walked out with a four or five-year-old boy in her hand.

Zhao Yuanjing was inexplicably a little nervous, took three or two steps over, and reached out to hug Yan'er.

Unexpectedly, Yan'er twisted her head, shrank into Sanniang's arms, and ignored him at all.

Zhao Yuanjing's hand was stretched out in the air, and he was immediately embarrassed.

The little boy said in a milky voice: "The little young master doesn't like him." ”

"Guawa is not allowed to talk nonsense!" Father Yi hurriedly stopped drinking and asked his son to take his grandson away.

He smiled and said: "The little baby knows that he is born, and he won't recognize it if he doesn't see it for a few days." It will be fine in a few days. Sanniang, quickly give the little master to your aunt and hug her. ”

Sanniang sent Yan'er to Zhao Yuanjing.

Zhao Yuanjing has never held a child, so he is a little at a loss.

Yan'er twisted her body and struggled, didn't want him to hug her, closed her eyes, grinned, and cried loudly.

Tears fell like water that had opened the floodgates.

"Mother, mother......" he cried, his two little fat hands tightly grasped Sanniang's clothes and did not let go, his face was red from crying, and his head was full of sweat.

Li Sanniang was distressed, but she didn't dare to take it back, so she could only ruthlessly hand over Yan'er to Zhao Yuanjing.

Zhao Yuanjing never hugged a child, and Yan'er struggled and cried, and almost fell off.

"Uncle, be careful!" Li Sanniang hurriedly reached out to support Yan'er's little arm.

Yan'er kept crying, her big eyes were full of tears, and she was aggrieved and sad, which was really distressing.

Li Sanniang was about to cry.

Zhao Yuanjing wanted to cry more than her.

He was also covered in sweat, sweat soaked the wound on his back, and it hurt. But he couldn't care about this, he watched Yan'er struggle and cry, and his heart was also uncomfortable.

He once spoke ill of Yan'er, and Yan'er was afraid that he would reject and hate him from the bottom of his heart.

Xu Hu said weakly: "I knew that I would have brought a nurse to ......"

Zhao Yuanjing was reluctant to let Yan'er cry out of breath, sighed, returned Yan'er to Li Sanniang, and said, "You hold Yan'er and go back with me." ”