T R C L W (COMPLETE)

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"Mother, where is my wooden sword?"

A small figure rushed in from outside with a beautiful face as he asked aggressively.

Xie Rong and Gu Ruyi had wedding ceremony yesterday, so people of Duke Dingguo's Mansion stayed up very late to host. When Xie Zhen came back, it was already late in the night, and Yan Yu had even pressed her down for a while before they fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.

They woke up late in the morning, and the moment she heard Yan Su's voice and opened her eyes, she saw a huge head buried in her chest. She was panicking as she pushed Yan Yu away and walked out from the private room while tidying up her clothes. Her cheeks were red and her eyes watered up. Even though she was already twenty-two, she was still as delicate as a teenage girl. She looked at the little boy at the door, squatted in front of him and asked: "What do you want the wooden sword for? Didn't I tell you that it would hurt? "

This little boy was precisely Yan Su who was five or six years old. Although he was called Yan Su, it actually didn't match his name at all. Of the two children, he was the most boisterous one. (Note: Yan Su in Chinese means being serious.)

He didn't know why, but he still wanted to find his wooden sword. The wooden sword was a gift from Yan Yu when he was one year old. Once, he accidentally hurt Yan Jin when he was playing and from then on, Xie Zhen would not allow him to play again. Why did he suddenly look for it?

Yan Su was furious. He pursed his lips that were exactly the same as Yan Yu's, and said angrily: "Yan Song came over again! He is pestering Ah Jin, I will beat him and drive him away! "

When Xie Zhen heard this, she burst out laughing.

Yan Song was the first son of the current Emperor Yan Tao and Empress Ling. He was a year younger than Yan Su and Yan Jin, and he was born with a pretty and cute face with red lips and white teeth. Yan Song liked to entangle his older sister Yan Jin, who was a year older than him, and followed behind Yan Jin like a small tail. This made Yan Su very unhappy, and made him feel that his younger sister was about to be robbed, so every time Yan Song came to visit him, he would act as if he was facing a great enemy and would immediately kick him out with a face full of dislike.

This time, he didn't know how Yan Song had angered him, but even the wooden sword was about to be taken out!

Xie Zhen coaxed him, "Where are Ah Jin and Xiang'er?"

Yan Su pouted, "Flying a kite in backyard."

"Why don't you go?"

He held his head high and puffed out his chest. "I'm the elder brother, I don't play with children!"

Xie Zhen exclaimed, she really wanted to rub his head. "Since you aren't going to play with them, then why did you chase Cousin Song away?"

He stopped talking, hesitated for a while, then opened his arms and threw himself into Xie Zhen's embrace, "He took A'Jin."

He and Yan Jin were twins. They were born together, learned how to talk together, learned how to walk together, and so on. He listened to his mother and left all the good things to his sister, who was his favorite girl. But one day, suddenly, there was an exclamation of respect and obedience from the middle of the room. Of course he felt threatened, it was the sister he had loved since he was a child, so why should he give her away?

So he had always been at odds with Yan Song. So what if he was a prince? He used a wooden sword to knock him down!

Xie Zhen smiled and said, "Ah Jin will always be your sister. Others can't take her away."

Really? Yan Su was confused. He wanted to ask why, but when he saw Yan Yu behind Xie Zhen, he immediately called him "Daddy" with a smile.

This "father..." Just as he finished speaking, he stopped. It was because the expression on Yan Yu's face wasn't good.