Just ask, when will men and women be equal?Ever since Miaomiao was born, the word equality has completely disappeared from Yan Ce's dictionary, and all priorities are babies first.

Staring at the clouds and clouds in the sky, Yan Ce said with emotion: "Speaking of which, it has been a long time."

"Calculating from the special relationship between you and the First Emperor, it is true." Shangguan said grimly, but he still didn't have any opinion on the birth of Xiao Ying from Yan Ce's family.

"I still remember your expression when I took you to the Taiyi Pavilion to check for pregnancy during the pregnancy and vomiting period. You were both shocked and a little confused. It should have left the artist with a momentary change."

Shangguan raised his fingers with extremely light force to scratch the skin of his daughter's chin, seeing the little guy squinting his eyes to enjoy the scene, he couldn't help pursing his mouth.

"Yes, I don't remember."

"And when you heard about Xiao Ying of the First Emperor, your expression was a little—"

The danger factor on the woman's expression increased sharply, and she said, "A little bit?"

His hand covered hers, his head was close to her ear, the breath between his lips blew past the tender earlobe, Yan Ce bit it while no one noticed.

In the next instant, the jade-like earlobe was covered with a layer of red.

It's like the pink ice is melting away.

The hands were pressed together tightly, and it was only after a while that they let go.

"What are you doing? Now you don't even know the occasion. I really hope you didn't leave your bad habits to your daughter, or I will kill you."

She squinted her eyes and wiped away the little wet marks left on her earlobe.

"It's been a long journey, and I'm a little tired."

Yan Ce hugged the mother and daughter very impolitely, and looked at the scattered clouds.

"I want to retire. It will be no problem for the cabinet to be handed over to Zifang. The research institute can also be taken over by the Mohists and supervised by Yan Ru. It is too tiring for such a big Xianyang to do it himself."

"Give yourself a vacation while Emperor Shihuang is out on tour. When she comes back, you must work overtime to make up for it. Isn't this the Xiaoying contract you signed with Emperor Shihuang that day? You plan to go back on your word before it has been implemented for a few years. I don't need to give you the end." Let me describe it for you."

Shangguan took his daughter back and sat quietly on his lap, then calmly switched to another topic.

"Say, what day is tomorrow, you should remember."

"It's not Mr. Qin's anniversary. I saw the golden silk nan tablet hidden by Mr. in class. It's still inlaid with patterns."

"..."

"Isn't it? The ribbon-cutting ceremony for Guoshang's re-employment, not to mention that I almost forgot, they even specially notified me to go."

"You keep guessing, I don't care."

Lifting the heel of his shoe, he stomped on Yan Ce's toes and crushed it down hard, but Shangguan's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was as flat as ever.

Yan Ce said painfully, "...wedding anniversary."

"..."

The woman straightened her drooping hair, subconsciously rubbed it out, and asked flatly, "So?"

Volume 4 Finale Chapter [-] Dusk Into Night

After making an agreement with Yan Ce for three chapters, Shangguan didn't make things difficult for Yan Ce anymore, and took his daughter home together.

"father!"

Xiao Ying, who was running with Tai A in his arms, immediately raised his face when he saw Yan Ce, and jumped into Yan Ce's arms.

"...Who does this kid look like?"

Yan Ce stared at his daughter's big moist eyes, and raised her hands high.

"The appearance is inherited from the first emperor. As for the unfettered personality...heh." Shangguan took off his daughter's little leather boots, gently carried her to the crib, and patiently told him, "We will get along well with Xiaoying in the future."

"..."

Little Shangguan nodded, seeing Xiao Ying who was riding on Yan Ce's neck thoughtfully.

The woman put her arms on the railing of the stroller: "What do you want to eat?"

Yan Ce leaned over: "It would be best if she wants to eat barbecue, pork ribs, and cold dishes..."

"I didn't ask you." Shangguan kicked Yan Ce's calf, and said indifferently, "It's fine if you're hungry, but you're trying to steal my daughter's food in vain, and now you don't even have the most basic morals."

"Are you discriminatory?"

"Yes." Ms. Shangguan responded with certainty, her face was full of alienation towards Yan Ce, she took Xiaoying's Tai Ah down on the table, and asked: "For children, it is best to drink porridge not long after weaning, or It's soup, is lean meat porridge okay?"

"it is good--"

The two little guys looked at each other and agreed.

Shangguan hung his coat on the hanger, turned around, changed into shorts and a top at home, threw off his high heels, and walked into the newly expanded kitchen of the mansion with wooden clogs.

"Xiaoying, sit with the little Shangguan for a while, don't quarrel, I will cook too."

Yan Ce clearly knew that this Shangguan lord's culinary skills were limited to edible food, but it was not very tasty. Such a young child has not yet reached the age of recalling bitterness and sweetness.

Yan Ce's footsteps were very light, and the official didn't have much defense against him, so Yan Ce quietly walked around behind her, seeing the messy chopping board, couldn't help covering his forehead.

Soon.

The hair became slightly damp with water vapor, and it quietly stuck to the woman's neck, and then the long black hair was tied into a ponytail and thrown behind her back, and she raised her hand to wipe away the moisture that condensed on her cheeks.

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