Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Chapter 835: arrival

Chapter 835 Arrival

Sui Sui still felt unsatisfied after drinking the juice, so he stretched out his fleshy little hand.

Going to touch the juice glass on the tray next to it, and when he picked it up with his little hand, he realized that the glass was already empty

Jiang Xinyan was overjoyed to see her son's small appearance, and couldn't help smiling to tease him.

"Giggle... Does Sui Sui feel that he is so powerful that he can afford a glass of juice?"

Sui Sui rolled her eyes: I really felt that I was old and powerful just now, but it was nothing but joy.

Chu Lixuan was able to read minds, but now he was amused by Suisui and laughed, looking at the mother and child, his eyes were full of doting.

"Kangkang, Sui Sui, An An, do you still want to drink juice, mother, can you squeeze it again?"

Kangkang blinked his big eyes and shook his head.

Chu Lixuan hugged his son and kissed him, and asked, "Does Suisui like to drink fruit juice?"

Sui Sui touched the cup with his little hand, and shook his head, if there was, he would drink it, if not, he would be full.

Chu Lixuan smiled: "What kind of fruit does An An like?"

"Yeah..." An An said immediately.

Jiang Xinyan covered her mouth and laughed so hard that these kids were so funny.

Chu Lixuan put them on the mat, and he went to get a towel to help them wipe their hands and mouth.

Then wipe their faces with a warm towel, and finally wipe their calves and feet with a warm towel.

He is meticulous in doing things and never sloppy. After he wiped the three babies, he hugged them and went back to sleep.

Sui Sui fell asleep shortly after lying down. Kangkang and Sui Sui lay on the bed, neither of them feeling sleepy.

The couple played with them for a while, and when the two children fell asleep, Chu Lixuan carried his wife back to the next room.

The New Year's Eve is getting closer, and the King of Beiyue brought a mighty crowd to Xuanyan Castle to congratulate him.

Prime Minister Liu is in charge of the government in North Vietnam, and they are now growing a large number of potatoes on barren land.

It is still possible to solve the food and clothing of their North Vietnamese people. Even in the cold winter, they will not starve to death.

What's more, there are earth kangs that Jiang Xinyan taught them to make, as well as braziers, which are extremely warm no matter it is day or night.

This year, the new king of North Vietnam did not engage in large-scale wars, but only conquered some other small ethnic groups on the grasslands.

The people of North Vietnam were all cheering, and they also admired a nation with strong force, so they were very harmonious after being subdued.

When the people of North Vietnam learned that their king was going to Xuanyan Castle, they all raised their hands in agreement and saw each other off.

The North Vietnam Dynasty also added several little princesses in the past two months. It was only because of the cold weather that the North Vietnam King didn't bring them out to show off.

"Wang, should we stop and rest for a day? Even if we don't hurry, we still have time."

"Don't stop, the widow wants to eat the hot food in the castle, and there is nothing wrong with hurrying."

"However, we have been driving for a month! If we continue walking, I'm afraid you will be tired, and then there may be danger."

"It's okay, it's okay! I will take a vacation. Besides, I brought thousands of elite soldiers to **** me this time, so nothing will happen."

"Well then, you have to take care of your dragon body."

The sky is getting late, and the earth is plunged into darkness.

In a valley, several steeds galloped forward, and immediately sat four men, all dressed in strong clothes, full of awe-inspiring aura.

Their speed is very fast, flashing like ghosts in the dark night.

Soon, they arrived in front of a small village.

The man headed by got off his horse, walked into the small village, and said to the old man guarding the gate.

"Old man, my master is going to rest today, you arrange a room for my master, and prepare some food and water."

"Okay, no problem! Little brother, wait a moment." The old man agreed.

"Thanks."

The man clasped his fists in thanks, then turned his head to look behind him, and said in a deep voice, "Follow closely."

Immediately, he stepped up and walked inside.

These people are the king of North Vietnam, with a few followers, they have crossed the border.

The large army is still far behind, and he wants to go to Xuanyan Castle to see his son-in-law early.

Three days later, Jiang Xinyan was rehearsing the show with the people in the castle, when she heard the report from the gate guard: "Madam Chu, a distinguished guest has arrived."

"Please come in and arrange for them to drink tea first, and we will go after rehearsing the show."

Song Daida got the order, turned around and left without asking any more questions. Jiang Xinyan liked his temperament.

Beiyue King learned that Jiang Xinyan was rehearsing the show, and he wanted to watch it too, but he hadn't had breakfast yet.

He drank two bowls of shredded chicken porridge, ate a small cage of steamed dumplings with shrimps, and ate eight-treasure pickles and rouge goose breast. He felt alive.

Song Daida took them to freshen up again, and then arranged for them to wait in the flower hall.

Prime Minister Jiang and Uncle Wei are in charge of receiving the King of Beiyue, but they dont have much to say if they dont know each other well.

Jiang Xinyan arrived at the front yard, walked through the long veranda, and walked through the hanging flower door, and saw the king of Beiyue sitting on the gooseneck chair next to the fish pond and reading a book.

The long sleeves are stretched on the ground, and the posture is stretched at will, not like being a guest at someone else's house, but as comfortable as being at home.

"I didn't know that the King of Beiyue was here. I'm rude, I'm rude." Jiang Xinyan raised her foot into the pavilion and gave a slight salute.

The king of Beiyue put the book in his hand on the stone table in the pavilion, and saw Jiang Xinyan standing in front of him in a bright red brocade dress.

Her face is like snow, and her lips are as bright as vermilion, making her look beautiful and charming.

"Is someone disturbing Mrs. Chu, Master Chu is not in the castle?" The North Vietnam King asked casually.

"I will be back in a few days, and there are still some things outside that he needs to deal with personally."

Prime Minister Jiang and Uncle Wei also accompanied Jiang Xinyan. When meeting the king of another country, Prime Minister Jiang asked sharp questions after all.

There was obviously no sharp dialogue between the two of them like a rain of swords and swords, but this round of probing confrontation has come to an end.

"This king is here mainly to congratulate Mrs. Chu on her precious son and daughter, so-and-so, have the honor to meet them?"

While speaking, the North Vietnamese king had already walked out.

Jiang Xinyan stood at the same place and looked at the Beiyue King, with a soft light in her eyes: "Why don't you ask the children's names?"

"The king already knew this, this is my gift to the child, Madam Chu, please take it well."

"Thanks, but"

The king of Beiyue didn't give her a chance to refuse, so he turned around and left with Prime Minister Jiang and Uncle Wei.

Jiang Xinyan looked at the precious gift in her hand, and she could only accept it for the children, and the gift was given so forcefully.

The king of Beiyue saw three babies, and he, who had never held a baby before, wanted to hug them very much.

But when he saw the pink, tender and soft little meat ball in the old owner's hand, he was a little afraid to touch it.

Because this baby is so beautiful, he couldn't accurately describe her beauty for a while.