Reborn Lady - Chapter 67

In Qinzheng Hall, King Yan and Princess Xu accepted the New Year greetings from their descendants. 

The sons were all grown up, and the King of Yan only prepared money for the grandchildren. Da Lang, Sister Mei, Er Lang, and San Lang could all walk over by themselves to pay New Year’s greetings and receive gifts while Si Lang, Wu Lang, and Sister Zhuang had to be accompanied by a wet nurse.

Wei Yan was sitting on the seat on the left, and when he saw San Lang retreating, it was his Shiro turn, he became nervous. 

Ji Xianxian also sweated quietly. Si Lang, a brat, was not born to her, but he worried her more than her own son Er Lang. If she was not careful, both of them would be scolded. If not for it being a special day, she really didn’t want to bring Si Lang out. 

Under Wei Yan and Ji Xianxian’s thousand exhortations, Si Lang’s wet nurse specially trained the little guy to walk. When it was Si Lang’s turn, the wet nurse only needed to hold his hand. 

King Yan looked at Si Lang who was getting closer. The little guy looked scared, as if he saw a tiger. No, such a small child might be excited to see a tiger.

However, Si Lang had improved compared to the last time they met, and it was the first day of the new year, so King Yan didn’t scold the couple, touched Si Lang’s little head, and handed out a red envelope, “This New Year, grandpa hopes Si Lang eats a lot and grows tall and strong.” 

After all, he was his grandson, and King Yan was full of blessings and expectations for the little guy.

Si Lang looked into his grandfather’s majestic eyes, turned around and threw himself into the nurse’s arms. 

Seeing that, Wei Yan and Ji Xianxian’s faces turned pale. 

King Yan sighed helplessly, and asked the wet nurse to take Si Lang back. 

Chengxin Hall’s wet nurse immediately stepped forward holding Xiao Heng.

Before King Yan and Concubine Xu arrived, Xiao Heng had already bowed to several uncles, and aunts, and since the wet nurse took him to meet people again, the little guy knew what was going on. Before reaching King Yan, he clasped his little fingers together and shook it toward him. The King of Yan laughed,”This kid is simply a villain!” 

Concubine Xu also laughed, “Wu Lang is just a likable person. ” 

He was the youngest grandson, plus he was likable, so the treatment would naturally be different. King Yan hugged Xiao Heng into his arms, and then put a red envelope in front of Xiao Heng. Then let him look at the

the little girl from a little distance, guessing what the guy would do. 

Xiao Heng looked at the red envelope, but his gaze was suddenly attracted by the topaz wrench on his grandfather’s big finger. 

The color of topaz was similar to gold, slightly lighter, but it was clear and clean, and the shiny ones looked better. 

Xiao Heng leaned forward, hugged his grandfather’s big hand with both hands, and was about to stuff the jade wrench finger (thumb ring) into his mouth to taste it. 

So it was Yin Hui’s turn to be worried who stared at her son intently. 

Xiao Heng was very persistent. No matter how King Yan moved back, Brother Heng held his grandfather’s big hand tightly, and there came a sound that no one could understand from his small mouth, but one could guess that he was expressing his desire.  

King Yan was in a good mood, so he put his finger in Xiao Heng’s hand. 

Wei Luo stood up abruptly. 

Before he could speak, King Yan glared over and said, “I gave it to Xiao Heng, so you don’t need to interfere.” 

Wei Luo looked at Xiao Heng, seeing his son about to put his finger in his mouth, he blurted out, “Father king, stop him!” 

Yan Wang looked down. A layer of cold sweat broke out from behind, and suddenly he grabbed the ring that had been almost completely stuffed into his mouth.

The wet nurse plopped down on her knees. As the child was in King Yan’s arms, she didn’t dare to keep an eye on him. 

King Yan was about to have a seizure, but Xiao Heng hugged his hand and gnawed on it.

King Yan’s heart softened, he said, “Wu Lang is still young, when you grow up and learn how to shoot, your grandfather will give you a special martial arts ring.” 

After speaking, he returned Xiao Heng’s to the wet nurse who backed away apprehensively. 

King Yan glanced at Wei Luo, but said nothing. 

Wei Luo also sat back to his original place as if nothing had happened. 

Wei Yan said in a low voice, “Third brother, you dare to order the father, only you can do it!” 

Wei Luo glanced at his father. Did his voice sound like an order? In fact, he was just worried about Xiao Heng, so he was in a hurry. 

After the New Year’s greetings, Yin Hui’s family of three went to Mrs. Wen’s Jinghao Hall. 

Mrs. Wen prepared two red envelope, one for the fat grandson and one for the daughter-in-law. People had to give luck money for three years to their new daughter in law. Although she was not in practical sense her mother-in-law, she had tried her best. 

“I got it too, mother just loves me,” Yin Hui accepted it generously. 

Mrs. Wen took a few glances at Wei Luo, smiled and said to Yin Hui, “I still have a few pieces of material here. Ah Hui, come over to pick and see if there is anything you like.” 

Yin Hui guessed that her mother-in-law was busy, and followed her in. 

“What happened? I don’t think he is very happy. Did something happen?” After entering the room, Mrs. Wen asked worriedly. 

Yin Hui couldn’t help admiring Wei Luo’s cold face that might not change color after being hit by a knife. Probably only Mrs. Wen, his own mother, could see the difference between joy and anger on his face. 

She told her about Xiao Heng who almost swallowed King Yan’s finger. 

Mrs. Wen was very scared, and couldn’t help complaining about King Yan, “My lord is good in everything, but he has never taken care of children.” 

Yin Hui was surprised by Mrs. Wen’s courage, and hurriedly reminded, “It’s okay, if father comes over, please don’t speak angrily in front of him. The third master’s tone of reminding father at that time was a bit aggressive, and he may be regretting it now.”

For the brothers, King Yan was both the father and the King of Yan, and he should be respected, unlike some ordinary people where it was common for the sons to argue with their fathers. 

Mrs. Wen: “I understand this. I’m just complaining in front of you. How dare I get angry with him?” 

Yin Hui smiled, “Okay, let’s go out. I think the third master is holding his breath and may scold the wet nurse.” 

Madam Wen said in a low voice, “The wet nurse didn’t do it on purpose. He should just give a few words of lesson, but do not change the wet nurse. Xiao Heng may not be used to it.”