Men and women eat at a table, there are always differences.

Women usually focus on eating and enjoying the food, while men tend to drink alcohol and engage in conversation. They continue drinking and chatting even after the women have finished their meals.

To this, the women all understood. This is not to say, Yang Ruoqing finished eating and first went back to her room.

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Before leaving, I specially told Wang Cuilian: "Auntie, put these dishes there first. Let's wash them together tomorrow. It's rare that the two of them came in the mood for drinking tonight, so let's let them have a good time."

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Wang Cuilian said: "That's fine, let them drink. We're not in a hurry."

Before going to bed, Yang Ruqing went to the children's room to see them and chatted with her two children for a while. The mother and son were very happy.

Luo Babao sat sideways on Yang Ruqing's lap, holding onto her arms with both hands and coquettishly said, "Mama, I miss Da Zhi a little. Will Da Zhi come back this year to celebrate the New Year with us?"

Chen'er also said, "Mother, if needed, I will personally write a letter to invite Big Zhi brother home for the New Year."

Yang Ruqing understood Chen'er's intentions. He was expressing his sincerity and genuine invitation through this gesture.

Yang Ruqing said, “It’s not that Mother didn’t write to invite you. It’s because your elder brother, Zhìge, had already explained to Mother before that he hasn't been able to filial piety towards his birth mother for several years, so he wants to stay by her side to fulfill his filial duty.”

“When he wants to come back and visit, he will naturally let us know.”

Chen'er nodded. "If that's the case, I want to write a letter to Big Zhi and greet him. It's almost the New Year. By the way, I'll send him a gift, which I brought back from the capital. It's a set of stationery and a set of Mr. Su's hand-painted calligraphy."

Mr. Su, Yang Ruqing knew a little about him. He was a famous poet in Daqi and his calligraphy was well-known.

Chen'er collected Mr. Su's genuine work, which shows that Chen'er really put her heart into it.

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Yang Ruqing raised her hand and touched Chen'er's head, saying with satisfaction: "My Chen'er is really a sensible and generous child. Father and mother are pleased with your open-mindedness and kindness."

“Your older brother Da Zhi, I'm sure he would understand too.”

Chen'er curled her lips, her eyes bright and pure.

"Although I'm not biologically related to Big Zhi, since we are now family and he was raised by our parents, I will treat him like my true brother and support each other in the future!"

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Yang Ruqing nodded, her face full of emotion.

Luó Bǎobǎo excitedly told Chén'er, "Brother, when the time comes, I want to draw a picture on the back of the letter you write to Dàzhì Gege. It'll be my gift to him, okay?"

Chen'er raised her hand and gently scratched Luo Bao's small nose: "Okay, whatever you say is fine, as long as you're happy."

"Yay!" Luo Babao made a scissor hand gesture and grinned, his pink gums showing.

Yang Ruqing chatted with them for a while longer. Seeing that her brother and sister were about to draw, she got up and left.

Before leaving, she couldn't help but remind them: "It's cold at night and the air is heavy. You two shouldn't stay up drawing too late. When it's almost done, just go back to your beds and sleep!"

"Mama, I'm not cold at all. I ate lots of mutton and lamb ribs last night. My hands are sweaty right now, you don't believe me? Come feel."

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Yang Ruqing had already walked to the door, but seeing her daughter's little hand reaching out, she couldn't help but turn back and go beside her, gently grasping her little hand.

"Well, it's really quite sweaty in here, but we shouldn't stay up late after all, considering it's winter!" Yang Ruqing said softly.

Baby Luo made a mischievous face.

Chen'er smiled and said, "Mother, don't worry, I have my own measure."

Yang Ruqing nodded, then turned and left with a relieved expression.

After taking a shower and looking over the accounts for a while, Luofengtang was still not back.

Look at these two, they're really having a great time tonight, aren't they?

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Yang Ruqing smiled, got up and made the bed, fluffed the quilt and went to sleep.

Leave the door open for him, and make a warm nest for him. When he comes back, he can just go to bed and sleep.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but a scorching breath suddenly sprayed onto her sensitive neck.

Then came a flurry of delicate kisses, lingering on her breath, accompanied by the sweet scent of alcohol.

It was too tiring during the day, Yang Ruqing was too lazy to open her eyes, but she knew in her heart that Tang Yazi had come back.

"Stop... playing..."

She hummed and shifted her body.

But someone, under the influence of alcohol, didn't listen to her and instead rolled over and pressed down on top of her.

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At the moment she was dazed, he just so forcefully broke in…

The next day, for the first time ever, she woke up after him.

Although her whole body ached like she'd been taken apart and put back together, she still curiously leaned on the pillow and stared at his sleeping face.

After a night of indulgence in drink, someone with disheveled black hair and striking features had their facial features stand out.

She couldn't help but reach out with her finger to gently outline the contours of his face. It has to be said, many of those male stars who are active on screens in this world have had their faces artificially enhanced after all.

Even so, Luo Fengtang's face is still the most beautiful.

What is born naturally remains so, with pure and natural beauty bestowed by Heaven. This kind of beauty is beyond the reach of even the most skillful plastic surgery.

"Heaven really favors me, allowing me to be reborn. I have a family, children, and such a perfect husband!"

This handsome face, I can just touch it, just look at it.

"Hehehe, not only can I touch this handsome face, but other places are free to touch too, it's so blissful..."

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The phrase "a feast for the eyes" is not only used to describe women, but also men.

Look, Yang Ruqing thought she had good self-control, but her hand unconsciously reached into the quilt to touch.

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Before he even touched him, something else stirred.

Yang Ruoqing was frightened and quickly retracted her hand, too scared to move around.

If you keep going, you'll be setting yourself on fire.

But it was too late, someone had already opened their eyes.

Those eyes, darker and deeper than the starry sea, still held a haze from a lingering hangover.

He rolled over, pinning her beneath him once more, and began a second assault...

She initially wanted to resist, but she surrendered after just a moment. Her consciousness was being clouded by him, and a voice flashed in her mind: "Next time, I'll never let him eat mutton easily again. I can't take it!"

It wasn't until close to noon that the two of them got up.

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“You didn't practice swordsmanship today, and you didn't get up early to clean the courtyard. You've fallen into decline, General!”

As Yang Ruoqing was combing her hair in the morning, she teased.

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Luo Fengtang laughed and came up from behind, hugging him, her cheek pressed tightly against his.

"Serving the wife comfortably is more important than anything else, it's not degrading!" He whispered in her earlobe.