Feng Shaojin opened his arms towards Xiang Yi, his voice was low and hoarse, "Can Xiang Yi take the initiative to hug me?"

Xiang Yi walked over, hugged Feng Shaojin, and patted Feng Shaojin on the back.

Feng Shaojin hugged her daughter tightly, with a trembling voice: "From now on, Xiangyi will just call me Daddy, and I will leave the title of Father Marshal to your father in Jincheng.

Xiang Yi is really my good daughter! "

Siyu pushed Feng Shaojin: "Uncle, you hug Xiangyi too tightly, Xiangyi is still young, and the bones haven't grown well yet."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin quickly let go of Xiang Yi, and patted Si Yu's head again: "Thank you Si Yu for reminding me, Uncle was too excited just now."

Siyu: "..."

Hey, why are these adults more worried than the other?

Feng Yichen changed into his horse riding outfit and came out, seeing Feng Shaojin and Mo Lingwei, he said excitedly: "I'm going to teach Siyu and Xiangyi how to ride horses in person today, if you're busy, you don't have to go."

Feng Shaojin stood up, "I'll go over after breakfast with Ling Wei."

Feng Yichen: "..."

Isn't the world of two bad? Why do you want to join in the fun? It was not easy for him to find a sense of accomplishment as an elder.

Feng Shaojin warned: "Horses are dangerous, choose a few gentler horses for Xiangyi and Siyu to ride."

Feng Yichen walked out with a baby in his hand: "I see, don't worry."

Mo Lingwei watched the children leave, hurried to the restaurant, drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, "I'll go change and go to the racecourse."

Just about to get up, Feng Shaojin grabbed her and pulled her back into her arms, "I'll go when I'm full, don't be in a hurry."

He rang the bell, and the servant came in with a bowl of dark concoction, and put it in front of Mo Lingwei.

Feng Shaojin poured the honey into the medicine bowl, and stirred it with a spoon: "Before your sister-in-law left, Yichen specially prescribed the medicine for you. Yichen finally prepared all the medicine ingredients, so drink it while it's hot."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei had a bitter face, "It's too bitter!"

"Good medicine tastes bitter!" Feng Shaojin pushed the bowl in front of her: "If I could suffer this for you, I would have drunk it for you."

After a pause, Feng Shaojin said again: "I have tasted this taste, it is really miserable."

Mo Lingwei held the bowl, "I used to drink medicine every day to recuperate, but now I have to drink more bitter medicine to recuperate every day... When will this day be the end!"

Feng Shaojin persuaded with a good temper: "I drank so many medicines in the past, but didn't we get memories? It's not that there is no effect at all. At least you are pregnant."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei's eyes lit up in an instant: "You mean, if I continue to take medicine to recuperate, is it possible that I will have another child?"

Feng Shaojin: "..."

It is already a gift from God that Xiang Yi can be born, how can a child be conceived so easily?

It's not that he didn't ask Chu Yunyao in private, even Chu Yunyao told him not to give any hope.

Having memories is enough!

Having too many children is annoying, and it tends to take up too much time and energy for the two of you.

Feng Shaojin looked at Shang Mo Lingwei's expectant expression, noncommittal, and said vaguely: "Perhaps, if he didn't take care of it at the beginning, it would be impossible for Xiangyi to be born.

If she continues to recuperate well now, at least her body will be better, and she may be more likely to conceive. "

As soon as the words fell, Mo Lingwei picked up the cup of black and mushy concoction, and poured it into his stomach in a few gulps, his painful shoulders trembled, and his tongue was numb...