Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

In September, Li Yi finally returned from Linzhou, accompanied by Wen Xiuyi, the third princess, and Xiao Wenjing, who was already ten months old.

Wen Yao received the news early that Li Yi was coming back today, so she took Mingyue and waited outside the city early in the morning.

It's just that the weather is bad today, it's been drizzling.

"Miss, put on a cloak. It's September and it's raining again. Be careful of catching a cold." Mingyue took the cloak from the carriage and put it on Wen Yao, who was waiting in Sanliting.

Wen Yao looked at the official road in the distance, but saw no carriage coming.

"Mingyue, do you think the weather is causing us to be delayed on the road?"

Seeing her like this, Mingyue sighed helplessly. Their young lady might not be aware of some things, but she was a maid and she was still young, so she couldn't say anything more.

Wen Yao found it troublesome. There was no communication tool in ancient times, and even carriages were not scheduled at regular intervals. In order not to miss it, she came over here to wait when she got up. If Li Yi arrived at night, how could she wait until night? ?

Forget it.

"Forget it, I just said that we can arrive today, but didn't say when. If we don't come, we will go back after another hour." Wen Yao gathered the cloak around her body, and she was indeed a little cold.

It was raining continuously outside. In the pavilion, Wen Yao and Mingyue were holding a book and reading, while the other was doing embroidery work with an embroidery bag. The driver was waiting by the roadside with his carriage, just for fear of missing out.

"Miss, here we come, here we come." Suddenly, the carriage shouted several times towards them. Wen Yao raised her head from her book and looked towards the end of the official road, only to see several carriages coming this way.

The coachman had already opened an umbrella and stood on the roadside, looking from a distance to see if it belonged to the prince.

Wen Yao collected the book, and Mingyue put the embroidered quilt back into the basket, quickly sent it back to the carriage, and came back to wait with Wen Yao.

As the carriage got closer, the coachman also saw the people sitting in the carriage.

"Miss, it's the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince is back." The driver was holding an umbrella and jumping up and down. He knew the driver, he was the driver of the palace.

Perhaps after hearing his voice, the carriage door was opened from the inside. Deshun poked his head out and saw the coachman holding an umbrella on the roadside. He immediately turned around and reported to the people in the car: "Master, this is Tian, ​​the coachman of the Hou Mansion." Width."

As soon as they finished speaking, the people inside opened the car door and saw Tian Kuan waving to them on the roadside. Looking back, he saw two people standing in Sanliting.

"Stop." Li Yi gave the order, and the carriage stopped next to Tian Kuan. Without Deshun's help, he took an umbrella and jumped out of the carriage towards the pavilion.

The pace is eager.

Deshun, who was lagging behind, quickly took an umbrella and followed him, muttering as he trotted: "The only time our prince looks so worthless is when he meets the princess."

The two coachmen on the side didn't dare to say a word, they just looked at each other and smiled.

Wen Yao saw Li Yi coming with an umbrella and took two steps towards the pavilion. When she saw Li Yi, she said, "You're back. Did the journey go smoothly?"

But Li Yi saw that her face was a little red. He closed his umbrella and leaned on the edge of the pavilion and walked over. He reached out and touched Wen Yao's hand. It was cold and he frowned: "How long have you been waiting here?" Why is it so cold?"

Mingyue glanced at their hands and lowered her head silently.

"Ah? It's not cold." Wen Yao put her hand on her face and touched it. It was okay, the ice was cold and quite comfortable.

Li Yi glanced at Mingyue next to him.

Mingyue sighed slightly, what are you doing to me? You can do it to my master.

But she still bowed politely and said: "My lord, the lady has been here this morning and has been waiting for two or three hours."

Li Yi felt a little distressed when he heard that Wen Yao had waited for so long.

"I will definitely look for you when I come back. The weather is bad. What if you get sick while you wait here?" Although he felt distressed, there was indescribable warmth in his heart.

"I'm in good health." Wen Yao chuckled, glanced at the carriages waiting over there and said, "Let's go home first, and then we'll talk about it later."

Li Yi then remembered and said quickly: "Uncle Wen and Third Aunt are here too."

"Ah? My father and the others are back too? Where are they?" Wen Yao's eyes lit up with surprise on her face. Professor Wen is finally back. Her baby sister, woo woo woo.

Li Yi pointed to the carriage over there. Wen Yao quickly asked Mingyue to hold an umbrella and walked quickly over there.

Li Yi quickly held an umbrella and followed.

In the carriage, Wen Xiuyi couldn't hold back his forty-meter sword, especially when he saw Li Yi holding his daughter's little hand. Although they only touched it briefly, he just felt it was an eyesore.

"Don't stop me, I have to deal with this brat." He dared to take advantage of his daughter while he was still here.

The third princess was sitting, holding little Wenjing in her arms, who was looking at her father curiously.

The third princess smiled: "I didn't stop you, you should go ahead."

Wen Xiuyi choked, took back his hand holding the carriage window, and curled his lips, feeling unhappy.

The third princess smiled helplessly when she saw this, lowered her head and said to Xiao Wenjing: "Jing'er, you must not imitate your father."

Wen Xiuyi: "..."

Seeing that his face was so disgusting, the third princess could only laugh and said: "You, you are obviously happy in your heart, but you have to act so unforgiving. I think it's better to let this matter take its course. You are making people angry." Needless to say, Yi'er was thinking something wrong when he saw something was wrong. He had been guarding Yaoyao since he was a child, for fear of being snatched away. Yaoyao was not enlightened and did not think about it at all. It would only be him who would suffer, you. Why are you so anxious?"

Wen Xiuyi: "..."

Hey, others don't know, but he knows that although his daughter is only a teenager, her inner soul is that of a person in her twenties or thirties.

But what my wife said is right. This girl was not enlightened in her first life. She has shrunk in age in this life. Over the past few years, she seems to have grown backwards, becoming more and more like a little girl.

As my daughter grows older, she will inevitably embark on the path of getting married and having children in the future. Instead of meeting other yellow hairs with ill intentions and not knowing what to do to her in the future, it is really better for her to grow up in front of her since she was a child.

"Father, mother."

There was a shout from outside the carriage. Wen Xiuyi opened the door of the carriage. Wen Yao had already arrived in front of the carriage, and the coachman was getting her a stool to step up.

"Dad, where is my sister? Where is my sister?" Wen Yao asked while getting into the carriage.

Wen Xiuyi was mentally prepared that if his daughter said she missed him later, he would definitely coax her. But now, Wen Yao pulled away from him and went straight towards the third princess and Xiao Wenjing.

Sure enough, he is old and no longer welcome.

Li Yi stood beside the carriage with a smile on his face.

Wen Xiuyi glanced at him, then suddenly snorted and smiled: "You brat, you are no better than me."

Li Yi's smile froze.

Wen Xiuyi felt better when he saw that this boy was deflated.

"Let's go back first." After saying these words, Wen Xiuyi returned to the carriage and closed the door tightly.

Deshun followed Li Yi and asked carefully: "Master, what about us?"

"Go back first." Li Yi glanced at the carriage, turned around and got on his own carriage, and then the convoy started moving again.