The temperamental white moonlight is back, and the entire Marquis's family obediently calls him

With Liu Muqiu's explanation, Zhou Shili quickly understood his wife's concerns, and he silently took her hand.

He knew that at this moment, no matter how he comforted his wife, it would be of no use.

So he said softly, "Alright, please have a doctor come and take a look at me too."

Liu Muqiu was taken aback.

Zhou Shili laughed and said, "What if it's my problem? If that's the case, we can make plans as soon as possible."

Liu Muqiu remained silent, only feeling a surge of warmth in her heart.

She grasped her husband's hand and nodded firmly.

Main courtyard.

The servants left one by one, with Zhao Xianglan being the last to close the inner room door and retreat to the outer room to keep watch.

After washing up, Lu Mingzhao and Zhou Ningchuan lay side by side on the bed in their pajamas.

The two turned their heads to look at each other. Zhou Ningchuan's heart and eyes were filled with his wife. Even if they didn't say anything at this moment, they felt extremely happy.

However, a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes as he thought about what happened tonight.

"It's my fault for not telling you about An'an beforehand."

"At that time, I thought I was going to die soon, so I wanted to arrange a marriage for An'an in advance so that the woman would not mistreat An'an after I was gone."

Lu Mingzhao expressed his understanding.

"Your plan isn't wrong. If it were me, I would do the same, but there's one thing..."

Lu Mingzhao propped his head up, his expression serious: "How can you not teach them martial arts?"

Back then, after Zhou Ningchuan's parents died, he was adopted by this family, and his parents quickly began to teach him martial arts.

Because my parents believed that people must have the ability to protect themselves in this world. Regardless of whether they would encounter danger in the future and have to use martial arts, it would never hurt to learn it first.

Lu Mingzhao thought the same way, but her eldest son was only five years old back then, too young. She couldn't bear to let him suffer as much as she did, so she started learning martial arts at a very young age.

But Zhou Ningchuan is different. Over the years, he has clearly had plenty of time to do this, especially in teaching his daughter.

If An'an knew martial arts, she would have been able to handle the danger on her own last time.

"I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao," Zhou Ningchuan said, bowing his head in apology.

To be honest, Zhou Ningchuan didn't know how to educate his child.

Perhaps it was because his parents passed away at a very young age, or perhaps he was never a good father.

In short, before his wife disappeared, she had the final say in the children's education.

He occasionally exercises some of his fatherly "discipline," but his wife quickly stops him.

Therefore, he did not know how to raise three children.

To avoid them being spoiled by my excessive discipline, I let them develop and grow on their own.

He wouldn't interfere too much as long as the children didn't cause any trouble.

Therefore, he sometimes felt that it was truly amazing that his eldest son had grown up to be like this on his own.

Lu Mingzhao's forehead twitched as he listened.

In fact, she had thought about this issue countless times before her husband came back, after all, only her eldest son was relatively normal among the three children.

The youngest son's unruly behavior didn't seem like he had been properly disciplined.

As for An'an, she doesn't have a bad temper, but she overthinks things and keeps everything to herself.

It's one thing for her, but An'an doesn't interact much with her two older brothers and Zhou Ningchuan either.

This is what Lu Mingzhao is most worried about. If something happens to her daughter in the future, how will her family know?

"Zhaozhao, if you're worried about your daughter, how about I ask a master to teach her martial arts?"

Zhou Ningchuan could see his wife's worry.

If possible, the wife would definitely like to teach her daughter martial arts herself, but the relationship between the two is not so harmonious at the moment.

Even Chu Yuan'er can talk to An'an, but his wife can't.

So many worries, they should all be resolved one by one.

After a moment's thought, Lu Mingzhao nodded: "That's good. If she can learn how to protect herself, I'll feel more at ease."

Zhou Ningchuan stared at his wife for a while, then suddenly said gently, "Zhaozhao, may I take you to the palace during the New Year?"

"I know you don't like crowds, and you especially dislike seeing those people... but His Majesty really wants to see you."

Since he went back on his word last time, sometimes wanting to divorce his wife and sometimes not, the Emperor, though agreeing to his wishes each time, was still somewhat dissatisfied.

The last time he entered the palace, the emperor didn't blame him too much because of his weak health, but he asked him to bring his wife to the palace on a chosen day.

The emperor was very curious about what kind of woman could make Zhou Ningchuan so conflicted and struggled.

Lu Mingzhao waved his hand dismissively: "Then let's go to the palace. It's not a big deal."

"I've never been to a palace in my life, and I'd like to see it for myself."

At this point, she began to imagine the luxurious and majestic palace.

Thinking about it, she looked at Zhou Ningchuan and blinked: "You know what? When I first came back, I was so happy. I had so many clothes to wear, so many jewelry pieces to choose from, and such a big mansion... It was like walking from one end of the village to the other, and my legs were so tired. Later, I heard from Zhao Xianglan that you could ride in a sedan chair in the mansion."

Zhou Ningchuan laughed along with him.

The two chatted and laughed for a while before Lu Mingzhao remembered something.

"By the way, Mu Qiu told me tonight that we're going to the Dong family's snow appreciation banquet tomorrow, and we probably won't be back until the afternoon."

"I plan to take An'an with me."

Zhou Ningchuan immediately asked, "Are there only women? What about the men?"

Lu Mingzhao was taken aback, then thought for a moment: "It seems there are men as well as women... But why are you asking this? Aren't you supposed to be handling military affairs?"

Zhou Ningchuan smiled and said, "Even when you're busy, you should still make time to rest. How about I go with you tomorrow?"

Lu Mingzhao was naturally delighted that her husband would accompany her out, and readily agreed.

Zhou Ningchuan gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind his wife's ear, concealing the fleeting darkness in his eyes.

now it's right.

How could he possibly let his wife go out alone?

He needed to keep Zhaozhao by his side to feel at ease.

Lu Mingzhao continued to recount his experiences over the past few days. As he talked, his eyelids began to droop, and he unknowingly fell asleep.

Zhou Ningchuan got up, gently walked past his wife off the bed, and went to the window.

"My lord."

The sound of Guangrong outside the window was very soft, almost disappearing into the wind.

"The person you asked me to arrange is ready."

"Hmm." Zhou Ningchuan paused, then asked, "Have arrangements been made for every courtyard? What about Chu Yuan'er's?"