Chang'an.

When the autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves are flying.

The weather is getting colder, but the blacksmith shop's business is still booming.

Clang clang clang!

King Wei's upper body was naked, and the hammer seemed to be slowly hitting the kitchen knife.

But with every blow, the blade was deformed a little, and after being smashed all the way, it turned out to be extremely smooth, no worse than the polished one.

King Wei was focused on nothing else, and his whole body was immersed in this rhythm.

Clang clang clang!

Sister Huang came out carrying a bamboo basket, "Husband, I'm going to buy groceries."

King Wei stopped slowly, raised his head and glanced at her, "Yeah!"

"What do you want to eat?"

Business is good, and Sister Huang has been doing her grocery shopping in a great way recently. "The weather is cold, and mutton is the most beautiful to eat in autumn. Can I make you some yokan?"

"good."

Sister Huang left the blacksmith shop.

"Sister, I'm going to buy groceries!"

"Yes! Go buy groceries!"

"Your business is so good, are you going to buy mutton?"

"It's just ordinary. How dare you eat mutton every day?"

"Your Li Er not only has to forge iron but also beat you every day. How hard is it? If you don't buy mutton to make up for it, be careful of losing money!"

"My husband is very strong!"

Li Han came in quietly and leaned lazily against the door, crossing his arms and saying, "I greet you like this every time I go out. She is so interested every time. Is that interesting?"

King Wei was forging iron and said: "Every day when you wake up, the maids will ask, has the husband woke up? The husband drinks tea, the husband poops... Do you think it's interesting?"

Even in the middle of the court, you will meet with such and such a man and such and such a wolf. Do you find it interesting?

The monarch and his ministers are facing each other, your majesty is wise, and your ministers are hardworking... Do you find it interesting?"

Li Han smiled and asked, "Why are you feeling a little irritable today?"

"I don't know why." King Wei kept holding on, "Maybe it's the weather!"

"Weather? Yesterday you beat up an official from the Ministry of Household Affairs. Yang Songcheng's people are impeaching you! They say you are very angry."

Li Han was very curious, "Could it be that he was holding it back?"

King Wei nodded, but Li Han was stunned, "Where are the women in your house?"

"They were all driven away."

"you!"

Li Han felt that he could not see through King Wei more and more, "What are you trying to do by forging iron here?"

A prince, and a prince who is participating in the fight for the legitimate son, spends his days not planning how to seize the legitimate son, or how to give his half-brother a blow, but working here forging iron.

The key is that this blacksmith shop is still my mother-in-law's property... Look at the signboard outside. It is said that when they moved, Huang Damei said she wanted to bring the signboard to Chang'an.

"At the beginning, I just wanted to find something to do." King Wei said calmly, "I used to have a lot of things on my mind, which were tumbling in my mind every day, and I became more and more restless.

Later, when I struck iron, I hammered down one hammer after another. Each hammer seemed to hit those troublesome things.

Gradually, I lost my anxiety and became calm."

"You're actually enlightened." Li Han marveled, "By the way, that woman..."

"That is my king's wife!"

"Okay! Your wife." Li Han had no choice but to say, "That woman is a little cautious! She didn't even think of changing her sign. You look a bit like a bride-in-law."

King Wei said indifferently: "Just marry someone else!"

Li Han: "If I didn't see you often, I would definitely think that you have been replaced."

King Wei had no time to discuss this topic with him, so he continued to blacksmith.

"By the way, the news just came, Liao Jin has not come forward for a long time."

"That means Zitai controls Northern Xinjiang."

"Well! I'm afraid the palace is going to have a headache."

"You're gloating!"

"Aren't you?"

"Too."

Sister Huang bought groceries and found a medical clinic.

There were several doctors in the medical center doing consultations. There was not much business in the morning. Two of them were napping and one was reading. When he saw Sister Huang, he said lazily: "Here we come."

Sister Huang put the vegetable basket aside, covered it with a cloth, then sat down, "Sir, I have been feeling unwell lately."

"Say it!" The doctor put down the book and looked at her skin color first.

"Slave's menstruation has not come..."

"Um?"

The doctor motioned her to put her hand on the pulse pillow, put her hand on it, and asked.

After a long while, the doctor let go of his hand and cupped his hand. "Congratulations!"

Sister Huang was startled, then covered her face with her hands, and even started to swallow.

The doctor smelled the smell of mutton, and his smile became more sincere, "We will have a baby next year."

Sister Huang gave her money, but it was not as much as the doctor had imagined. The doctor couldn't help but curse that someone who could afford mutton would be so picky and picky.

She carried the vegetable basket and returned to the alley.

"Sister, what did you buy?"

Sister Huang was in a daze, "It's nothing."

When she arrived outside the blacksmith shop, she looked at King Wei intently.

King Wei had keen senses and raised his eyes, "Sister."

Sister Huang looked wrong and walked in.

"Husband, I have never been pregnant. You must be dissatisfied, right?"

King Wei was startled.

He has a son, but that son has some brain problems. After they divorced, he was taken away by his ex-wife. Nowadays, people occasionally come to send messages saying that the child is fine.

Every time she went to the palace to see her mother, Concubine Shu would mention the child and ask him to take in some concubines so that he could give birth to a strong son as soon as possible.

Without a son, even the King of Yue could not muster the energy to fight with him.

If you don’t even have a son, why are you fighting?

He shook his head, "It's my problem."

Sister Huang cried, and King Wei sighed: "I already said it was my fault, why are you crying? Have I ever told a lie?"

King Wei may seem indifferent, but he has never been angry with Sister Huang. He is much better than those men who appear to be gentle, but secretly yell at, or even get in touch with, their women.

But there is a problem. King Wei hates seeing women cry the most. King Wei said this when the two got married, we have something to talk about, so don't cry. If you cry, I will be upset.

This kind of mentality is actually a sign of being overwhelmed.

It doesn't match his cold appearance at all.

Appearance and temperament are often very different from the real personality.

Huang Damei was still crying. King Wei was upset and his hands became heavier.

Boom!

Half of the knife blank flew out, and with a hiss, it passed over the head of an old man who was watching the fun, and took away a piece of hair.

The old man looked blankly at the gray hair hanging down from both sides, "What a beautiful hair I have!"

Sister Huang looked up with a proud look on her face, "I'm pregnant!"

King Wei waved the hammer dullly.

Boom!

The sound is muffled and not loud.

The anvil slowly cracked a gap.
To be continued...