When Yu Wan saw the previous Emperor’s scroll, she paid special attention to it. Even though Yan Jiuchao said that the Emperor was not the flesh and blood of the Emperor of Nanzhao, she still had some doubts. If Prince Yan had not taken the blame for the Emperor, how could his descendants have been persecuted by the royal family of Nanzhao?

However, from the major deeds of the late Emperor, he had never brought the late Empress to visit Nanzhao Nation, and the Emperor of the Nanzhao Nation had never visited the Great Zhou. In theory, the two of them could not have met up.

The age didn’t match either.

The Emperor of Nanzhao was only five years older than the Emperor and nine years older than Prince Yan. No matter how she looked at it, it was impossible for him to get a woman pregnant.

Therefore, Yan Jiuchao was right. The Emperor was not the son of the Emperor of Nanzhao, and Prince Yan did not take the blame for him. Then why did the royal family of Nanzhao deal with Yan Jiuchao?

Xiaobao crawled over curiously, sticking out his little butt. He was sweating profusely as he looked at the book in Yu Wan’s hand.

Yu Wan looked at him in amusement. “Do you want to see it?”

Xiaobao nodded.

Yu Wan wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and carried him to her lap. She wrapped her arms around him and pointed at the words on the book, reading them to him one by one.

Xiaobao’s mouth opened with every word she read. If not for the fact that there was no sound, she would have thought that Xiaobao was seriously studying with her.

Yu Wan kissed her son’s forehead. “Does Xiaobao want to talk?”

Xiaobao did not respond. Yu Wan looked down and saw that Xiaobao had already fallen asleep in her arms. So he didn’t want to read. He wanted to sleep so he crawled over to look for her?

Yu Wan was angry and amused. She changed Xiaobao into dry clothes. At the same time, Dabao and Er’bao could not move anymore. They lay on the blanket with their feet in the air. Their eyelids drooped and they fell asleep in no time.

Yu Wan also changed Dabao and Er’bao’s clothes. Yan Jiuchao had yet to return to the room, so Yu Wan decided to read more books. Unexpectedly, she was also exhausted and fell asleep. She was woken up by a rustling sound. She opened her eyes in a daze. “Yan Jiuchao?” She waved her hand. “Where’s the children?”

“Uncle Wan carried them down,” Yan Jiuchao said.

Yu Wan was still holding a half-opened book in her hand.

Yan Jiuchao paused and asked her, “Is it not over yet?”

“No, I’ve only remembered half of it.” Yu Wan grabbed the book and stretched lazily. She inadvertently glanced at him and saw that Yan Jiuchao’s ears were a little red. Yu Wan instantly woke up. She propped herself up with her elbow and looked at him from the side. “You… you’re talking about that?”

Her period.

Yan Jiuchao’s eyelashes trembled.

Yu Wan sighed regretfully. “There’s still a day or two left.”

She had probably eaten too well when she came to the Young Master Manor. Her period was fiercer than usual and longer than usual. However, she could feel that it would be two days later. Her little husband couldn’t wait any longer and even took away his “obstructive” sons.

Yu Wan’s eyes sparkled as she supported her chin and looked at him. “I’ll help you.”

Before Yan Jiuchao could react to what she meant by “help you”, Yu Wan’s hand reached into his blanket.

Yan Jiuchao’s body stiffened. “Yu Ah Wan!”

“Stop fooling around. I’m very shy too.”

The night was gentle, like a lover’s low murmur.

An hour later, they called for water.

Tao’er and Li’er carried the hot water into the room with flushed faces. The room was filled with a smell that made one blush. The two of them put down the hot water without looking sideways and retreated behind the screen. Only after their master finished using it did they leave with the hot water with a red face.

The dim yellow pearl light landed on Yan Jiuchao’s flushed cheeks, making him as beautiful as a peach.

“Do you still want to read?” He cleared his throat and asked.

Yu Wan replied listlessly, “No, my hands are sore, especially sore.”

“Ahem!” Yan Jiuchao blushed and choked.

… .

The next morning, Yu Wan went to the library to attend Nanny Wan’s class. Halfway there, a servant reported that someone had come from the palace.

Yu Wan said to Tao’er, “Go tell Nanny Wan that I’ll be there later.”

“Yes,” Tao’er agreed.

Yu Wan brought Li’er to the reception pavilion.

The person who came was Emissary Cui, who was beside the Empress. When she entered the palace to meet the Empress, Yu Wan had seen her, but she did not know her identity.

Emissary Cui had a rank and was here on the Empress’s orders. She represented the Empress, so there was no need to bow to Yu Wan. However, she still bowed politely. “Madam Cui greets Young Madam.”

Yu Wan went through the rules taught by Nanny Wan in her mind and knew that she shouldn’t accept her bow. She turned her body to the side and said to her, “Emissary Cui, please sit.”