The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

Chapter 298 Li Ling’s partiality

It was already March in spring when Jiang Youchen and Murong Lizhu returned to Beijing.

Because the wedding was held in Chaozhou, they held a banquet after returning to Beijing and invited relatives and friends from Beijing.

At this time, Li Ling and Jing Shu's child was already half a year old. When his daughter was born, Li Ling named her Sister Bao. When his son was full moon, Li Ling named his son Xuan Ge'er, which means broadness and light.

Because she was going to the wedding banquet hosted by Jiang Youchen and Murong Lizhu, Jingshu was busy dressing up in the inner room, while Li Ling coaxed the two children to play on the couch in the outer room.

Jing Shu had just chosen clothes when she heard her son crying. She quickly went out of the room and saw Li Ling holding Sister Bao's son, while her son was sitting alone and crying.

Jing Shu quickly picked up her son and said angrily to Li Ling: "You are just holding your daughter, why don't you coax Brother Xuan?"

Li Ling was holding his daughter and laughing. Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at his son, with a trace of impatience on his face. "Young man, why are you so spoiled? It's not bad to cry twice."

Jingshu rolled her eyes at her eccentric husband and said angrily, "What's your point? Just because he is a boy, he shouldn't be loved and let him cry like this."

"What did I mean? He is my son, how could I not love my son?"

Li Ling said unconvinced: "It's just that he crawled around and fell to the ground twice. Don't keep chattering like this."

When they arrived at Jiangfu, Li Ling straightened his clothes, took a long step out of the car, stood erect, held up a big dark umbrella, and stretched out his hand towards his wife in the car.

Jingshu handed her son to Li Ling and couldn't help but warn him: "You must hold him firmly and don't throw him like before."

Jing Shu looked at the way Li Ling doted on her daughter and joked with a smile: "Why don't you play that throwing game with your daughter?"

After a while, Li Ling followed his daughter into the inner room. He glanced at his wife who was sitting in front of the mirror and dressed up carefully. He smiled and joked: "You are the mother of the child, why are you dressed like this? "

Sister Bao's movements are not as flexible as Brother Xuan's, but she speaks earlier.

In the past, Jingshu was like a water hibiscus, elegant and fresh. After giving birth, she transformed into a beautiful peony, graceful and plump.

After she had put on her clothes and was about to sit down and put on makeup, she heard the giggles of two children outside. She quickly put down the horns in her hands and combed out the inner room.

Li Ling cast an ambiguous look at his wife, Jing Shu lowered her eyes and smiled, and the couple held an umbrella together and headed towards Jiang Mansion.

Li Ling was playing a game with the children of throwing his son high and catching him. Not only did Brother Xuan like this exaggerated and exciting action, but Sister Bao who was sitting in the crib was also amused by her father and brother. Giggling non-stop.

Li Ling teased the daughter in his arms and said, "Sister Bao, look at whether your mother is handsome or not. When you grow up, will you be as handsome as your mother?"

Jingshu stepped forward, snatched her son from Li Ling's hands, and scolded Li Ling with a bluffing face: "Why are you throwing your son away like this? What would happen if he fell? You, I'll let you coax the child for a while." It’s so unreliable.”

Li Ling looked at his wife helplessly and defended: "How could I be so inaccurate? Don't worry, I won't hit him. You can see how happy he was just now. My daughter also likes to see it."

After Jingshu gave birth to her child, not only did her figure and appearance not suffer any loss, but she became even more mature and charming than before.

Before getting out of the car, Jingshu checked it carefully to make sure everything was safe, and then helped Li Ling get out of the car.

Sister Bao lay in Jingshu's arms, but she opened her little hands towards Li Ling and said in a sweet voice: "Daddy, hold me, daddy, hold me."

Li Ling replied: "How can that happen? My daughter is timid, how can I let her play with that?"

Seeing his daughter like this, Li Ling's heart was melted. He quickly took his daughter in his arms, kissed her again and again, and said to Jing Shu, "Why don't we take our daughter with us."

"I'm sorry you don't dare." Jingshu rolled her eyes at Li Ling, picked up two beaded flowers on her temples, compared them, and asked Li Ling, "Which one of these two looks better on me?"

Li Ling held his daughter and sat on the little Wuzi next to his wife, and said with a smile: "My wife is as beautiful as a flower, but none of her flowers are as beautiful as yours."

Jingshu, however, was no longer worried about leaving her son to him. She called the wet nurse and asked the wet nurse to carry Brother Xuan to the cubicle. Then she returned to the inner room with peace of mind and continued busy with her own affairs.

"If you caught him, could he fall to the ground?" After saying this, Jingshu returned to the inner room.

The same house, now that there is a mistress, is more lively and interesting.

Jing Shu glared at this doting husband and said two words: "No!"

The two of them packed up and went out. It started to rain at some point outside. Li Ling held an umbrella and got into the carriage with Jing Shu.

After entering Jiang Mansion, Jing Shu followed the mother-in-law who was greeting the guests to the women's seat, while Li Ling was led by the servant to the men's seat.

After getting into the carriage, Li Ling put his arms around his wife. Since they had a child, it was rare for the two of them to have such a moment of leisure and solitude. Jing Shu rested her head on Li Ling's shoulder and said half-jokingly: "Now that my daughter is not around, you can

Only then can you look at me like this."

Li Ling looked at it and couldn't help but follow it.

If Jingshu hadn't been the matchmaker, how could she have married such a happy man? Murong Lizhu was very grateful to Jingshu as the matchmaker.

Jing Shu sighed slightly, took her daughter from Li Ling's arms, kissed her chubby little face, and murmured: "Mom is really worried that you will be spoiled by this partial father."

There were many guests at the banquet today, and naturally men and women were seated separately.

The spring rain came intermittently, and the sound of the rain was covered by the sound of the rain. The two people in the car were extremely comfortable.

Jingshu tied a green agate beaded flower on her temples and said to Li Ling sideways, "You are getting better and better at talking now."

Li Ling heard his wife's sour words and simply held her in his arms.

As he said this, Li Ling couldn't help but kiss his children's faces.

When Jing Shu heard this, she placed the horn comb in her hand on the dressing table with a click. She looked at Li Ling with slightly angry eyes and asked, "What? You dislike me?"

Li Ling hurriedly said: "How dare I?"

When they arrived at the banquet hall, as soon as Jingshu put away her umbrella, Murong Lizhu greeted her warmly. Upon meeting her, she called out cordially: "How are you, my cousin?"

Brother Mo Kanxuan is only half a year old, but his movements are flexible and he can now crawl very flexibly.

Seeing his wife's face darkening, Li Ling carefully placed Sister Bao in his arms in the crib. He walked to his wife and reached out to take his son. He said with a smile, "Come on, let daddy come and give you a hug, so that your mother can feel at ease."

Go get dressed."

However, they had only been separated for a few months. When Jing Shu saw Murong Lizhu, she seemed to be a different person. Not only did she look very good, but her whole person also became lively. It turned out that she was reticent and never said a word, even when speaking in front of others.

He thought carefully before speaking out, but now he looks extremely lively and cheerful in front of others.

Women who are loved by their husbands are confident.

The same goes for Murong Lizhu.

When Jing Shu saw Murong Lizhu looking like this, she saw that she and her cousin were harmonious as a couple, and she was naturally happy for them.

(End of chapter)