f the Prince's mansion, would actually cook There's no way I could believe that.""Woman, you underestimate yourself. I was watching when you cooked for me in the kitchen those times. While I may lack...Seeing An Xue Tang so anxious, Mo Yun Jing helplessly sat up.

He quickly got up and put on his shoes, then walked to the crib and, without thinking, scooped up the bent-over An Xue Tang in his arms.

He behavior shocked An Xue Tang, she exclaimed, "A Jing, what are you doing The child is crying."

"The ground is cool."

Mo Yunjing mumbled three words softly, then, without giving her a chance to refuse, carried her back onto the bed. "Sit still, I'll bring them over."

An Xuetang blinked and could only say, 'Oh.'

She knew that if she dared to get out of bed, especially barefoot, Mo Yunjing would definitely reprimand her.

So she just sat quietly on the bed, waiting.

Mo Yunjing went back and forth twice, carrying each child over and placing them on the bed.

I really don't know if the two kids are doing it on purpose.

Just moments ago, the two of them were crying loudly, their cries sounding as if they had suffered a great injustice. However, after being held to bed by Mo Yunjing, neither of them needed anyone to soothe them; they had already stopped crying on their own.

Mo Yunjing stood by the bed, his expression full of helplessness. He couldn't help but wonder if these two little rascals were really intentional

Just now I thought I could go to sleep, so they put out most of the oil lamps in the room, leaving only a few. Now the room is rather dim.

After staring at the mother and her two children in bed for a moment, Mo Yunjing finally turned around and lit the oil lamp, brightening up the room.

Pingping and Aanan stopped crying. After being put on the bed, they saw An Xuetang lean over and gently pinch their cheeks with one hand each. Immediately, both of them giggled happily.

"An Xuetang also raised her eyebrow at this, lowering her voice and saying, "You two little ones, weren't you deliberately crying just now"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Yunjing walked back to the bedside. His deep eyes narrowed slightly, making it impossible to tell what he was feeling at the moment.

He quietly looked at PingPing and AnAn lying in bed, and said slowly, “It seems that from tomorrow onwards, we should let PingPing and AnAn sleep separately from us.”

An Xuetang's face instantly wore an expression that could only be described as amused yet bewildered.

She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Mo Yunjing and said helplessly, "A-Jing, Pingping and Anan are only a few months old."

Mo Yunjing waved his hand dismissively. “As long as they are safe, it doesn’t matter how old they are, they can live separately from their parents. If Tangtang is reluctant, then I will have someone prepare a room in Jingtangyuan for them. For now, we won't give them their own courtyard.”

An Xuetang: "......" Was that what she meant

At this moment, she was speechless but also felt a little amused.

In the eyes of outsiders, the ruthless King of Beijng is a fearsome figure. However, within his own household, he displays a different side, vying for attention with his own infant sons who are only a few months old.

An Xuetang knew him well, fearing that he would actually do it, really take the few months old baby and put it to sleep elsewhere.

So An Xuetang thought about it, and still seriously said, "King of the Northern Border, your wife earnestly tells you that Pingping and An'an before they are one year old... at least before they are one year old, cannot be separated from their parents. Do you understand what your wife means"

Mo Yunjing's lips curled into a faint smile, his brows raised slightly, "I understand is understand, but it also depends on how these two little rascals do."

If it were like this every night, every night would ruin his good deeds.

He would never allow those two little brats to continue causing havoc in his house.

An Xuetang couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Come on, King of Beijang, can you stop being so childish They are only a few months old, how could they possibly listen to you"

An Xue Tang was still thinking about how to explain things to Mo Yun Jing, so that he wouldn't one day take it upon himself to let Ping Ping and An An sleep separately. She didn't even have time to stop him.

Just then, Pingping and Aanan suddenly waved their hands in mid-air and started babbling.

It was obvious she wasn't happy that they weren't her focus right now.

An Xuetang smiled, truly wondering if the two brothers' competitive spirit for favor stemmed from their father king.

She could only give up arguing with Mo Yunjing for now.

She quickly turned her head, grabbed the hand of a child with one hand, and gently played with it as she spoke to them.

As expected, once Pingping and An'an got Xue Tang's attention, they grinned and started to smile.

Looks very happy.

The three of them, mother and son, were in high spirits. Only Mo Yunjing stood by the bed, arms crossed, watching silently.

After playing for quite some time, PingPing and AnAn grew tired and finally decided to go back to sleep.

Mo Yunjing still wouldn't let An Xue Tang get out of bed. He picked up each child one by one and carried them back to their cribs, covering them with blankets.

Only after making sure both children were asleep did he flick his wrist, extinguishing the oil lamp with his inner strength.

As soon as she got back into bed, An Xue Tang had already given him most of her space.

Mo Yunjing took off his shoes and got onto the bed, but he didn't lie down immediately. His deep gaze was fixed on An Xue Tang who was pretending to be asleep.

A cryptic smile played on his lips, and after a moment he suddenly leaned down, beginning to invade from An Xuetang's forehead.

Just as An Xuetang was about to open her eyes, his kiss landed on her eyelids.

Just as the two of them were beginning to get into a good groove, they were interrupted by their children, Pingping and Aanan.

Pingping and An'an cried. Of course, she lost the mood for anything else after that.

I thought that was the end of it for tonight, but who knew Moyun Jing wasn't finished with her yet.

Just now he finally coaxed the two children to sleep, and he immediately started again.

An Xuetang closed her eyes, letting Mo Yunjing do as he pleased.

I thought that Pingping and Anan had just gone to sleep, and this time the two of them should be able to be undisturbed and have a carefree in-depth exchange.

Especially when Mo Yun Jing's hand had already successfully undone An Xue Tang's clothing, the crib end was still completely motionless.

An Xuetang finally let go of her worry, and her hands started to respond, proactively resting on his solid waist.

But before Mo Yunjing could even undo his inner robe, the crying from the crib started up again.

The couple's movements came to an abrupt halt. They opened their eyes and looked at each other, both seeing a hint of helplessness in each other's gaze.

When An Xuetang saw Mo Yunjing's face darken, she couldn't help but giggle.

But she discovered that when she smiled, Mo Yunjing's face visibly darkened. She had to clench her lips tightly, trying to stifle the smile.

She hesitated for a moment before reaching out to gently push Mo Yunjing. "Ajing, perhaps… Perhaps we should just postpone tonight The child is crying; maybe we should go comfort him first."

What else could Mo Yun Jing say

He got up with a dark face, and walked to the crib in three or two steps after getting out of bed.

This time, it was AnAn who was crying.

Pingping was fine, not at all affected by the crying. He still slept soundly.

And An'an stopped crying when he saw Mo Yunjing. He blinked his big eyes and didn't think he had done anything wrong at all!

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