In the past few days and nights, they have almost never left Su Ying. Even if they are no longer by their side, there are many secret guards beside Su Ying.

  Liu Ronghua came to see Su Ying every day. He prescribed a few doses of medicine for Su Ying to drink. Su Ying's body quickly recovered, with fair complexion and ruddy complexion.

   Ye Feibai, like Emperor Ming, took leave and took Su Ying and two children to the farm.

   As Liu Ronghua said, Ying'er was pregnant and was at her weakest, and he would not give others the chance to frame Ying'er again.

   "Wow, we're going to the farm again." After Su Xiaorui got into the carriage, he was extremely excited, and an excited smile appeared on his pink and tender face.

  Su Ying leaned against Ye Feibai's arms and looked at Su Xiaorui's proud look: "Xiao Rui, why are you smiling like this? Did you do something bad again?"

   "No!" Su Xiaorui glanced at Ye Feibai timidly, and quickly covered her mouth.

   Daddy said before that he can't come to the farm unless he fills up the copybooks. In fact, he only filled two copybooks. Ye Feibai must not know about this.

   Ye Xiaonian glanced at Su Xiaorui meaningfully.

   Ye Feibai looked at Su Xiaorui's little face and raised his brows slightly: "Did I forget something?"

  Su Xiaorui sat down seriously and coughed.

   His gaze flickered between Ye Feibai and Su Ying, and finally settled on Su Ying: "Mother, uncle said the day before yesterday. You are pregnant, so you should eat more vegetables."

  Su Ying nodded in agreement: "You children should also plant more vegetables so that they can grow taller."

  Su Xiaorui saw that he had easily changed the subject, and nodded quickly: "I don't know how the vegetables I planted last time? I wonder if they are good?"

   Ye Xiaonian glanced at him lightly: "You read them all day, they are naturally good."

   Su Xiaorui was a little embarrassed by Ye Xiaonian, so he laughed a few times.

  Su Xiaorui was afraid that his father would still remember his copybook, so he hurriedly said, "Mother, father, are you bored, shall I sing for you?"

   Ye Feibai looked at Su Xiaorui's cautious expression, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he deliberately said, "Noisy."

   Su Xiaorui patted his chest and assured: "I can sing a lullaby."

  Su Ying wanted to interrupt Ye Feibai when she saw Ye Feibai, she glared at Ye Feibai.

   She felt that she should talk about him well when she went back, the child needs encouragement, his education method is wrong!

   "My mother likes to listen to whatever Xiao Rui sings."

  Su Ying was recognized with a big smile.

It is a long way from the Huaiwang Mansion to the farm. In order to avoid the topic, Su Xiaorui spent a lot of time begging for praise, singing, telling stories, telling jokes, thinking that he made everyone happy, thinking that everyone had forgotten his dark history.

  Just after finally arriving at the farm, Su Xiaorui was about to get off the carriage when he heard Ye Feibai's soft voice from behind: "From today onwards, you have to write ten copybooks every day before you can go out to play."

   Su Xiaorui's body froze, and his steps staggered.

   If Ye Xiaonian hadn't helped him, he almost rolled off the carriage.

   He turned to look at Ye Feibai, his face wrinkled, and tears were forced out of his eyes: "Dad, are you trying to lock me in the room all day?"

   He looked very sad.

   Ye Feibai helped Su Ying get out of the car, and glanced at him lightly: "Anything else?"

  Su Xiaorui shrank his neck and said very spinelessly: "No."

  He came to the farm just to dig soil and grow vegetables. How could he practice calligraphy in his room all day?

   When Su Xiaorui remembered this incident, he was full of anger. He lowered his head and followed Ye Feibai and Su Ying into the farmhouse.

   Ye Xiaonian touched him with his hand: "You don't have to be so pessimistic."

  Su Xiaorui said dully: "You're not me, you don't understand my sadness. Wow! It's all your fault, why every time I write for me, I have to find out for my father! Can't you write like me!"

   Ye Xiaonian put her hands behind her back and looked at the sky speechlessly: "Your words are too ugly and too hard to imitate."

  Su Xiaorui cried and said, "I hate you!"

   As soon as he entered the farm, his eyes were full of greenery. He looked at the glass rooms and the vegetables in the glass rooms. His whole body was like a chicken blood, and he became excited all of a sudden.

   He jumped to Su Ying's side and pointed at him: "This is what I planted, this is what I planted, ah, I'm so good."

   Ye Xiaonian looked at him with black lines all over his head: "Ah, you planted it all. Su Xiaorui, are you embarrassed?"

  Su Xiaorui made a face at Ye Xiaonian and asked in dissatisfaction, "Didn't I plant it, did you plant it?"

   Ye Xiaonian pointed to the innermost glass room, with a proud look on his face: "I planted the first row there."

  Su Xiaorui pouted: "So few?"

   Ye Xiaonian snorted: "At least I planted it myself, and it seems to be growing now."

  Su Xiaorui was not convinced: "Who said that? Do you have evidence that you planted it? Is there a label on it, can you make it answer you?"

   Ye Xiaonian suddenly choked, her face speechless.

  Su Ying was amused by the bickering between the two brothers.

   Today is a sunny day with warm sunshine and a mild autumn wind.

   The sky is blue, the white clouds are pure and flawless, the tip of the nose is the breath of plants, and the air you breathe is fresh.

  Su Ying felt that after leaving Duke Huai's mansion, when he came here, he seemed to be far away from the hustle and bustle, escaped the troubles, and the whole person relaxed a lot.

   She opened her arms, closed her eyes slightly, raised her face slightly, and took a deep breath.

   Ye Feibai looked at her, her complexion was almost transparent in the sunlight. Ye Feibai hurriedly stepped forward to support her: "Be careful of your waist."

  Su Ying rolled his eyes upwards and glared at him: "I'm not so vulnerable, okay?"

   "Let's walk." Ye Feibai saw the two children happy and didn't disappoint them, and let them play by themselves, while he led Su Ying to the front.

  Ye Feibai took Su Ying's hand and walked forward, the breeze was blowing, and the golden sunlight was warmly sprinkled on them.

   They were tired after walking for a while, and they found a stone table and sat down. Ye Feibai ordered someone to bring refreshments and snacks.

  Su Ying leaned on the table halfway, took a piece of cake and slowly tasted it.

The cakes are made from freshly harvested corn and chestnuts, which are sweet and delicious. She was satisfied and narrowed her eyes slightly: "It would be nice if it was like this every day, basking in the sun, eating snacks, and living a leisurely and comfortable life. ."

   Ye Feibai's fingers tapped the stone table lightly: "Like the past five years?"

   "Yes." Su Ying's eyes were bright, she took a sip of water and smiled, "I've been very happy in the past five years, except for you, I have no small thoughts."