Mind Reading: Help! Princess, your father is too difficult to seduce

What's more, he has become more and more understanding of the joys of living in the house over the years, unlike the few years when he first got married, where he was mostly serious.

Now he is very flexible and flexible.

Like the pitiful look in front of him begging for a hug, when he was young, if you put a knife to his neck, he might not be able to do it, but now that he is forty, he is fearless.

So I can see Jiang Fu...

"Hey," Jiang Fu couldn't help lowering her head and gave him a hard mark on his forehead, "Okay, okay, be good, don't feel bad, my sister loves you." If she had said this before, Jiang Fu wouldn't have done anything. Dare to say it, but now Jiang Fu dares to say it.

Because she said that Zhao Yuan would not be angry with her.

At most, when she goes to bed later, she will honestly let her change her tune.

During the evening routine, Jiang Fu begged for mercy, changed her words, and then called her husband in various ways.

That's why the Duke doesn't care about it now.

The Duke didn't care, and he wasn't too upset that the plum painting was destroyed, so he insisted on pursuing the complaint to the end. He hugged his wife's waist and sighed, "As a husband, I don't feel uncomfortable that the plum painting was destroyed, it's just..."

It’s just what it is, the Duke of the country won’t say anything.

He didn't say anything, but Jiang Fu was curious, "What is it?"

"That's right, alas," the Duke of Guo sighed again, but this time he took the initiative to say it before his wife asked, "Brother Yu said that it was the child Ze'an who destroyed the plum map. I was thinking... ...It’s always impossible, that child Ze’an…” The Duke of Guo gestured with a free hand, “Such a big one!”

Jiang Fu "..."

"Zhao Yu said it was Ze'an who ruined your Meitu?"

The Duke of Guo immediately nodded vigorously.

This time it was Jiang Fu's turn to be angry, "Okay, he did something wrong, and he wants Ze'an to take the blame for him, right?"

Zhao Yu, who was already lying on the bed and started to fall asleep, sneezed when he turned over. The nanny who was on duty in the room quickly came forward and helped tuck in the quilt, not forgetting to ask, "Is the third young master feeling cold? Do you want to add another bed?" Quilt?"

Zhao Yu shook his head, "It's just that my nose suddenly felt a little itchy!"

"not cold!"

A child is still a child, and he is smart. He is not so wary of others, and he still doesn’t know that his own father is orchestrating him behind his back!

So when Jiang Fu deliberately took time out the next day and asked him to kneel down in front of her, Zhao Yu was confused.

Although he was confused, Zhao Yu still listened to his mother's words. He knelt down and asked his mother innocently, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Did Yu'er make any mistake?"

It was okay if he didn't ask, but Jiang Fu became even more angry when he asked, "How dare you ask?"

Zhao Yu "..." How would he know what the situation was without asking him?

You can't just kneel down for nothing!

Although he was kneeling to his own mother, it was not a disadvantage, but just kneeling here, it was not like that!

Fortunately, he asked, and after getting angry, Jiang Fu also answered, "Did Ze'an destroy the plum map in your father's study yesterday?" Jiang Fu asked.

Zhao Yu raised his hand and scratched his head, "Yesterday, in order to coax my little cousin to play, I found the plum picture. I wanted to let my little cousin appreciate it, but I never thought that my little cousin knocked over the inkstone and the ink spilled. Some are on the map."

Jiang Fu "..."

It seemed that Zhao Yu meant the same thing to his father, but it seemed...not exactly what he meant.

After hearing what Zhao Yuan said, Jiang Fu felt that Zhao Yu had pushed her three-year-old cousin out to take the blame in order to shirk responsibility.

But after listening to what Zhao Yu said, he understood that it was Zhao Yu's stubbornness that ruined the plum painting, but he did not mean to shirk or frame him in his words.

Jiang Fu somewhat understood that she had come to court to resolve the case for the father and son.

The scheming Duke of Guo probably had nothing to do with his rebellious son, so he asked her to discipline him.

Facing her overly naughty son, Jiang Fu raised her hand and tapped her forehead. She also had a severe headache.

But we can’t ignore it.

As the old saying goes, a small tree will never grow straight unless it is cultivated.

Zhao Yu is already seven years old. In this era when one can get married at the age of fifteen, a seven-year-old is already a half-grown child. If he continues to let it go, he may really grow into a playboy.

Jiang Fu didn't know if a dandy could destroy the centuries-old foundation of Ningguo Duke's mansion, but thinking that she would become a dandy's mother... made Jiang Fu nervous.

Since it’s such a big deal, you have to take care of it!

Fortunately, although Zhao Yu is extremely naughty, he has inherited the good qualities of his father, that is, he is an extremely gentleman. He is extremely friendly and respectful to female relatives close to the family, and will not go against them.

This may also be the main reason why Zhao Yuan complained to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fu rubbed her forehead and asked her son with a slight headache, "Do you think your brother can appreciate that plum painting at his age?"

Zhao Yu: "...Well, my son thinks it looks pretty good."

"Your father also thinks that the plum map is quite beautiful," Jiang Fu didn't explain it too clearly, but she believed that Zhao Yu could understand it with his intelligence.

As expected, Zhao Yu lowered his head, looking a little aggrieved, "It's just that the edges are stained with some ink, but it doesn't affect Daddy's appreciation."

Jiang Fu removed her hand from her head and looked at her son seriously, "Mom, I think I can help you all the time without stopping you from having fun and eating. Are you willing?"

"Tie?" Zhao Yu looked at his two hands and was puzzled, "Why do they need to be tied?"

"Because mother also feels that helping you will not affect your eating and playing."

After saying that, Jiang Fu involuntarily had Zhao Yu's left hand tied to his body, and she even found someone to watch him. No matter what he did today, he could not untie the rope that tied his hand.

At first, Zhao Yu didn't think anything was wrong. He still had fun with the one-armed hero played by three-year-old Jiang Ze'an.

But after the first peeing, Zhao Yu's face became twisted, and it was too inconvenient to use one hand.

But Jiang Fu said not to let him untie it, so he could only run around with one hand.

Zhao Yu also wanted to ask his grandmother to make the decision for him, but in front of Mrs. Chen, Zhao Yuan's words might not be so effective, but Jiang Fu's words were definitely effective.

After all, Zhao Yuan was once a rebellious son, but Jiang Fu has always been the perfect daughter-in-law to Mrs. Chen.

Her daughter-in-law is not only the first female official in the Wei Dynasty, she is extremely glorious. She also gave birth to three grandchildren, the two younger ones were twins. I don’t know how many people have envied her over the years.

In those years, when Mrs. Chen was still young, she liked to say that she was old and unwilling to go out every day.

In recent years, Mrs. Chen likes to go out even though she is really getting older.

Because people would tell her how lucky she was when she went out, so Mrs. Chen was naturally happy to go out.

Mrs. Chen still knew who got this good fortune, so Mrs. Chen never objected to her daughter-in-law's words.

At first I felt sorry for her grandson's hands being tied, but after knowing that it was her daughter-in-law who asked her to be tied, Mrs. Chen just touched her grandson's head and said earnestly, "Brother Yu, grandma knows that you have always been the most sensible. The most painful thing."