Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

The order in the Hou Mansion returned to normal, and the Marquis entered the palace to ask for Yan Beichen's title.

In the evening, the decree came, Yan Beichen became the prince of Xin'an, and Yan Longcheng read for his grandson.

The Hou Mansion has not had such a happy event for a long time, so it is natural to celebrate. However, there are two people missing from this banquet - Mrs. Tian was twirling her southern red beads and listening to the excitement in the distance with hatred, while Lin Yingshi was already

On the way to be packed and sent back.

After dinner, Yan Beichen was called to Mr. Hou's study, and the father and son talked for more than an hour. When he came back, Zhang Biluo was playing in the snow with his three cubs in the yard.

They said they were playing in the snow, but they didn't have a snowball fight or build a snowman. The four girls found a very thick tree, packed snow on it, and slapped it on it. I don't know who said something, but the three cubs started giggling.

It spread quite far.

Yan Beichen became curious, but it was useless to be anxious, as his legs and feet were not good! Yan Beichen tried hard and tried again, and finally came closer, and asked with a smile: "A Luo, what are you doing?"

Xiaobao rushed over in a hurry. Yan Beichen had no problem holding the baby, so he hurriedly caught Zaizai. Xiaobao hooked his father's neck and said urgently and loudly: "Xiaobao pats Xuexue, pretending to eat."

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Yan Beichen looked confused, and Zhang Biluo smiled and translated for him: "Xiaobao made a bag with snow on the tree. It should be used to hold delicacies from all over the world."

Yan Beichen looked in the direction his son pointed, and sure enough, there was an ordinary snowball on the tree trunk.

It doesn't matter, Yan Beichen can still praise him.

"This bag is round and round. There must be something in it. It can hold a lot of food for the little treasure."

"Dad, come and see Erbao. Erbao has made little flowers."

Yan Beichen took a look and realized that this was no better than Xiaobao's! So he smiled and said, "It has to be my daughter. This flower is no more and no less, with exactly five petals."

Looking at Dabao, someone made a big ingot.

After praising the boss, Yan Beichen asked again: "What did A Luo do?"

Zhang Biluo pointed to the corner of the tree trunk, where a white snow rabbit was lying. The snow tonight was particularly pure, and under the light, the rabbit was crystal clear.

Yan Beichen's eyes flashed, "I'll do one too."

"No need, Dad!" Dabao said loudly, "Dabao has done everything for you!"

After speaking, the child pointed to the tree with great confidence.

Yan Beichen: "..."

A little higher on the tree trunk, there is a big turtle lying on its back, with a patterned shell...

Yan Beichen said angrily: "Yan Dabao, is this your father?"

"That's dad. Dad walks slowly. Doesn't he look like a bastard?"

Yan Beichen felt that this child might be in need of a spanking again.

Erbao stood up and objected, "Brother is wrong. How can dad be a bastard? Dad doesn't have four legs."

Yan Beichen was convinced, "My daughter is still facing me."

Unexpectedly, Erbao said again: "If Dad falls, he won't be able to crawl up. He can only hunch forward like a slug. Dad, am I right?"

Yan Beichen: "..." Thank you, my dear daughter.

Dabao felt that his sister was right, so he lowered his head and grabbed a handful of snow, "Er Bao should be more rigorous, I will be a slug's father again."

"Wait a minute," Yan Beichen quickly stopped the child, "No need for Dabao, dad thinks the little turtle is pretty good."

Xiaobao smiled and clapped his hands, "Mom is a rabbit, dad is a tortoise, dad can't catch up with mom."

Zhang Biluo tilted her head and smiled, "Yes, you can't catch up."

Yan Beichen was not annoyed, and laughed in a low voice: "Aluo, wait for me in front, won't I catch up?"

Zhang Biluo rolled her eyes at him, and Yan Beichen patted Dabao on the head and asked, "Are you happy to have chosen a reading companion?"

"I'm so happy," Dabao said with a smile, happily patting the snow to make a slug, "Mom, did I gain face for you this time?"

Zhang Biluo rubbed Dabao's smashed head, "It's necessary! With so many people running for election today, Dabao stands out!"

"Mom, Young Master Gu and Young Master Tang have both been selected. Dabao is very happy!"

"Then Dabao, make good friends."

"Don't worry, mother, I'm going to learn how to compose poems from Young Master Tang. Every poem will be about mother, and I'll write a volume of it!"

Yan Beichen said quietly from the side: "Dabao, have you forgotten that you have a father?"

Dabao said disgustedly: "Dad is much taller than mother, so don't compete with mother. Let Xiaobao write poems for you in the future."

Xiaobao nodded, "I'll write."

Pull him down, Yan Beichen thought to himself, in Xiaobao's writing, his father is probably not a bad boy!

"A Luo, please walk with me for a while." Seeing Zhang Biluo's reluctance, Yan Beichen smiled and said, "Dad asked me just now that Zhang Sanniang didn't even know what you looked like on the night of the wedding. Now we are husband and wife.

When we reunite, will she be willing to play the piano and sing with you?"

Zhang Biluo immediately understood that this guy wanted to show off his affection again.

She asked Ni Xizhao to keep an eye on Dabao and the others, stepped forward to support Yan Beichen, and walked with him in the yard.

"I will be at a disadvantage if I act with you every day. Let's discuss it. It can't be more than twice a day. If you do more, I won't take care of you."

Yan Beichen smiled, followed her muttering in protest, took her hand, put it in his palm to warm her.

"Look at your cold hands, you don't even know how to carry a hand stove out."

Zhang Biluo was stunned, "You turned a deaf ear to what I just said, right?"

"It depends on the circumstances. It's not hard to say too harshly, right?" Yan Beichen didn't want to talk to her about it, but led the topic elsewhere, "Actually, the Holy Father originally only wanted to choose the young master from the Gu family and the Tang family.

There are no plans to let the Yan family's children enter the palace to study with them, do you know why?"

"I don't know that."

"A member of the Tang family carries a heavy weight, and we are close to the Tang family. If they are all selected, the power around the emperor's grandson will be unbalanced. Besides, I suffered a defeat this time. The cause of the disappearance has not yet been discovered.

, I’m afraid the Holy One doesn’t trust you as much as before.”

Zhang Biluo frowned, "If that's the case, why did you choose Dabao again?"

"Because the emperor's grandson likes her, and because A-luo impresses His Majesty. The six-character poem Dabao recited, the stories he told, and the foreign language he wrote let everyone know that his mother is extraordinary."

"That's good, at least I didn't hinder our Zaizai." Zhang Biluo suddenly remembered something, "Who is the Grand Tutor? Is he knowledgeable?"

"Taishun Taifu is Tang Yan's cousin, Tang Qing, who won the first prize more than ten years ago."

"Oh, it's really extraordinary."

"The rise of a new generation in the Tang family has made Mr. Tang feel relieved. He submitted a letter begging for the body for the third time a few days ago, and the Holy Spirit approved it."

In ancient times, veteran ministers would resign at the appropriate time. The reason why Mr. Tang Ge resigned was because the next generation had grown up and could support the future of the Tang family, so he felt free to continue his official career.

"One more thing. Dad met the Holy Spirit today and met Prime Minister Gu and His Highness the Third Prince."

Zhang Biluo paused in his steps, Gu Xiang? Isn't that Gu Zisun's father? How could he be with Yesheng?

Ordinarily, since Gu Zisun never met Yesheng, Gu Xiang had no reason to help Yesheng. Is it possible that this plot will still follow the trajectory of the original story?