"Ouch, after walking all day, my old legs are almost turned out, they are so sore!"

Coming back in the dusk, Yang Ruoqing fell down on the rocking chair, as lazy as a lump of plasticine.

"You, you have to do everything yourself. Who can blame you for being so tired?"

Mrs. Sun was so angry, but she brought a small stool over and sat on the edge, pinching Yang Ruoqing's legs.

Yang Ruoqing quickly sat up and said, "Mom, I have no choice but how can I let you pinch my legs?"

"Who, go call a maid in Xiaohua Courtyard to come over, it's time to enjoy it..."

Mrs. Sun pushed Yang Ruoqing back down again, "The maids' massage on the legs is not serious. You should lie down obediently and let me rub it for you a few times."

What is the most comfortable thing in the world?

It was like being held in the mother's arms and being breastfed when she was a baby, holding one in her mouth, and playing with one in her little hands.

Then the eyes should be on each other's mother's eyes tenderly.

What do you enjoy most about growing up?

It's like your parents fanning you on Xia Ye to drive away mosquitoes.

Lie there and let your mother scratch the itch on your back, from top to bottom, from left to right, while humming.

But at this moment, the soreness and fatigue of the sore legs were gradually dissipated by my mother's massage.

It was so comfortable that Yang Ruoqing almost fell asleep.

"If you, a mother, are so exhausted, then Chen'er is probably exhausted as well." Mrs. Sun said.

"After I finish squeezing it for you, I will go and squeezing it for Chen'er," said Sun.

Hearing Sun's words in a daze, Yang Ruoqing woke up with a smile.

"Mom, after you've finished taking care of your daughter, you're going to take care of your grandson. Alas, you're the one who's the most tired in the end!" she said.

Sun laughed, "I'm not tired. I went to Wa City in the morning, and then I rested at home. Why am I tired?"

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes and said, "Chen'er, don't worry about him. That kid is so tough and strong. When I came back, I almost lay on the back of the horse. He was still full of strength."

"No, as soon as I came back, I couldn't sit still. I went to his uncle's study to look for books and read. I asked him if his legs were sore, and they weren't sore at all!"

"Hey, this guy is getting old, and he can't stand it anymore!"

Hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Mrs. Sun was amused and laughed.

"Mom, sitting here, how dare you say such a thing? You're not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue." Mrs. Sun gently poked Yang Ruoqing's forehead.

"I'm only twenty-three, so I'm still young. Okay, let's stop here. Dinner will be served later," Mrs. Sun said, pulling Yang Ruoqing to sit up.

Yang Ruoqing stretched out: "Mom, what is something delicious to eat tonight?"

Sun said: "I bought a reed chicken this morning and stewed it in one pot."

"Oh, I don't really want to eat chicken at night, let them eat it." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun said: "I knew you would say that. Mom also bought your favorite ribs. The crispy bones inside are so tender. They are braised with homemade broad bean sauce. I'm sure you'll love it."

Yang Ruoqing's saliva is already flowing down...

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Dinner had just been put on the table when the sound of carriages and horses and knocking on the door came from outside the yard.

"Who is so ignorant that they come here at a meal time?" Yang Ruoqing chewed the ribs and asked while looking in the direction of the gate on the other side of the yard.

"Could you be here to get some food?" Chen'er joked.

Yang Ruoqing immediately looked like she was protecting her food, making everyone at the table laugh.

Mrs. Sun laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears and said, "You two, mother and son, are such a pair of treasures!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

At this time, a servant girl who went to check came back and reported: "The person who came here claims his surname is Wan, and he says he is my aunt's servant."

Auntie is what the servants call Yang Ruoqing, because the male owner of the house is Da'an, who is Yang Ruoqing's younger brother.

"My little follower? His surname is Wan? Isn't that the young prince of the Zhenguo Palace, Wan Qingchun?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Da'an suddenly remembered something and quickly put down his chopsticks and said: "By the way, sister, I happened to meet him on the way to the Hanlin Academy today. He asked me about my brother-in-law's return, so I mentioned that you had just arrived in the capital.

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"He was very excited at the time and said he would definitely come to visit later, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly. I didn't even have time to tell you!"

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing nodded.

He is indeed one of the followers, and there is another follower who is Zhang Liangyu, the son of the Zhang Dashi family in the cabinet.

If he knew she was back in Beijing, Fatty Zhang would definitely come over.

On the table, Xiao Hua and the others stood up, and Xiao Hua said: "Since Lord Wan Guo is here to visit, should we, the female family members, avoid it?"

This period of time spent in the capital was not in vain, and Xiaohua learned a little bit about the rules in this area.

Sun, Xiaoduo and the others looked at each other in confusion. Such things did not exist in the countryside.

The usual situation is that the family is eating around the table, and then a friend of the man in the family comes over. The whole family greets him, helps him with chopsticks and bowls, and invites the friend to sit down and eat together and chat.

But here, the rules are different.

Therefore, you should do as the Romans do when you are in the country, so Xiaohua made this suggestion.

Da'an glanced at the table full of female relatives, especially Xiaoduo and Xiaojie, both of whom were still unengaged, and the reputation of the lecherous Duke of Wan Guo filled the capital, and Da'an looked a bit embarrassed.

Nothing could escape Yang Ruoqing's eyes. She picked up a piece of handkerchief and wiped her mouth. She stood up and said, "There's no need to avoid it. It's not convenient to move this table full of dishes. You continue to eat. I'll take him to Da'an."

Just talk in the study."

Da'an said: "Sister, will this be a slight to the Duke?"

Yang Ruoqing gave Daan a roll of her eyes, "You nerd, didn't you hear him claim that he is my follower?"

Da'an suddenly realized and smiled, "I am indeed stunned."

Yang Ruoqing said: "You continue to eat, and Da'an will come with me to receive him."

As soon as the courtyard door opened, Yang Ruoqing saw a familiar face, and it turned out to be Wan Qingchun.

He was standing next to a carriage and was looking forward to it. When he saw Yang Ruoqing coming out, Wan Qingchun's eyes lit up and he walked up to Yang Ruoqing. He opened his mouth and made some flattering words.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and waved her hand, saying: "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense for now, let's go in and talk. We haven't seen each other for more than a year, and I really want to tell you something!"

Wan Qingchun nodded repeatedly and paused before entering the yard.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Wan Qingchun said: "I heard that Your Majesty is also here. As your follower, I definitely can't come to see Auntie empty-handed!"

"No, I brought some supplements here, I hope you'll accept them!"
Chapter completed!