The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 1100 - 250: I’m Willing to Spoil_3

Chapter 1100: Chapter 250: I’m Willing to Spoil_3

Pei Qin’s eyes lit up when she heard about donkey meat, "That dealer left; can’t eat it now! Let’s go! To the barbecue!""

Jiujiu and the little radishes all cheered and followed her inside.

The family happily sat together, eating donkey meat and joking around.

After dinner, they listened to Happy and Xixi recite their lessons.

Chang Yonglin expressed his dissatisfaction, "Sister Qin! Why didn’t you let us have a look at the ’Beauty Picture’ you drew?"

"You were busy preparing for exams. The contest is almost upon you, and you’re still thinking about beauties!" Pei Qin glared at him.

"Didn’t you say, ’Love the kingdom more but love beauties even more!’ That’s why you painted that ’Beauty Picture’! Now, everyone outside is saying that General Pei’s painting skills are exceptional; the beauties he paints are as alive as the divinely beautiful celestials, and they even speak the Rong Clan’s language. No wonder you’re not interested in the princesses sent by the Rong Clan. Those young maidens are going crazier!" Chang Yonglin said, frowning, "I’m already so old and no one adores me like that. Thinking about you, Sister Qin, really makes me jealous!"

Fang Liuyang twitched his mouth, unable to resist asking, "Cousin! Those two Rong Clan princesses, do they have blue eyes and look like fairies?"

"They truly are troublesome little demons!" Pei Qin replied, "Those two girls are indeed good looking! White and beautiful!"

Glancing sideways at the daggers being thrown at her, Pei Qin quickly added, "But I’m not going to take them! They are far from peerless beauties!"

At this, the peerless beauty at her side served her a piece of food with her chopsticks.

Everyone at the table couldn’t help but laugh.

But Fang Liuyang thought, "We’re going to fight anyway, getting them to marry for peace is redundant."

"How is it redundant! Aren’t we gathering two exotic beauties for the Emperor!?" Chang Yonglin laughed. There are plenty of beauties within Great Chu, but as Liang San has the looks and the demeanor, none can match him. However, those exotic princesses, out of curiosity, might also tempt Emperor Yongle, just to annoy Liang San!"

Thinking of Pei Qin using the Rong Clan’s silver to pay the army, Fang Liuyang found himself at a loss for words.

Jiujiu, somewhat reluctantly, clung to her mother, "Mom! Dad should just lead the soldiers; why must you go too?"

"Mom is a Tiance General; how can she not lead the troops! Otherwise, what a cowardly Tiance General I would be!" Pei Qin tousled her hair.

Jiujiu’s gaze shifted, "Mom! Let me go with you! My martial arts skills have improved a lot! Three mansion soldiers together can’t even defeat me!"

Pei Qin’s hands paused, patting her on the head, "That’s impressive! We’ll talk when you’re older."

Jiujiu pouted in dissatisfaction.

Xixi squeezed over, "I’ll sleep with mom!"

"Alright! Let’s go, chubby ball! Off to sleep!" Pei Qin picked her up laughing.

"I’m not a chubby ball! I have a name, both a formal and an informal one!" Xixi protested, stretching her chubby little arms and legs.

"Alright! Chubby Radish!" Pei Qin changed her words.

Xixi hugged her head, nibbling on her face.

Watching mom and her siblings skirmish, Mo Heng was slightly distracted.

"Peerless beauty! Aren’t you going to sleep? Or will you head to the outer room?" Pei Qin called out to him.

Mo Heng, with his long legs, quickly moved to the bedside.

Immediately, Jiujiu clung tightly to her mother’s waist, "I want to sleep with mom!" Dad really disliked it when she and her sister slept with mom. It was always him sleeping with mom.

Xixi had already stripped off her clothes and burrowed into the covers.

"From now on, sleep by yourself. Your mother is mine." Mo Heng took off his jacket and picked up a storybook.

Jiujiu secretly stuck out her tongue, pouting.

Pei Qin was speechless for a long moment.

The family of four squished onto the big bed and began chattering and telling stories.

On the other side, in a small courtyard, the large wooden bed also creaked and squeaked, the two intertwined figures passionately engaged.

After a vigorous session, Ji Bingchu flipped the man over and hugged him tightly, "Song Ming... Song Ming..." Apart from the first time when he was drunk, the few times he had managed to be intimate with him had involved trickery. But this time, he hadn’t strongly refused; instead, he allowed him his way.

Shen Songming kept his eyes tightly closed, saying nothing, panting for a while before moving his hand to coax him.

Ji Bingchu was both pleased and puzzled, "What’s wrong?"

Shen Songming didn’t respond, merely flipped over to pin him down.

Until the last bit of strength was drained from them, they fell into a deep sleep.

For two straight days, Shen Songming didn’t leave the house, only listening to Shuang Xi report news from outside that the army was about to march, before he changed his clothes and left early.

Pei Qin, having received the wine bestowed personally by Emperor Yongle at dawn, set out from the city with Mo Heng leading one hundred and ten thousand troops.

Many citizens of the city came out to see them off, especially those young maidens, sending them off outside the city gates like sending a husband thousands of miles away.

Wearing light armor and a helmet, looking imposing and stern, Pei Qin held the Dragon Spring Treasure Sword in her hand, a short spear and grenades hung from her horse, leading the charge.