The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 167

What makes Mu Xiyao a sigh of relief is that although Zong Zhenglin looked inexplicable, he gave a reply. "There is no such rule. If you can take more than that, it will be a lucky sign."

In response to such a sentence, Mu Xiyao fan suddenly shakes up, that gesture is a sly enchanting, even if Zong Zhenglin repeatedly warned, it only got Mu Xiyao's eyes.

Number of spells? Mu Xiyao big music. If her family's buns say what they have, it must be something that protects short love. As far as he is concerned, no one can see the broken pieces of toys. Every time I play, I must watch Chunlan’s clean up and I will go back to the house. This miserling temper, Mu Xiyao does not deny that it is with her. According to her, this is a family!

Sure enough, when Chunlan rushed to the "bamboo" that the little master wanted, the people in the hall were dumbfounded.

The central round of small dots, just one step at a time, the latter is called the "Lan Lan" by the current doll, whichever is where to pick, so that a son's kung fu, the banquet on the Thai half thing is collected by two people into the ink The bamboo basket, the sweeping momentum, looks so stunned, it is hard to interrupt the master and servant.

The lady who is sitting on the top of the high is already looking straight. Chengqing, this baby is so embarrassed, this is like a so-called milk doll to catch the week, obviously has an idea, will think about it. When I was so happy, I immediately laughed and praised her voice. Her face was full of joy and encouraged her grandson to take more. These are all good signs, and they are much more blessed. There is no joy in Shu Shu.

It’s amazing to see the guests, and watching the eldest son of the Sixth High School, such a short, big, fat boy, is so smart, is it refined? The ladies in the Houses are thinking about themselves. They are not advocating the child-rearing, but they are able to raise such a painful child. When they are empty, they must be cheeky and ask. If there is a slap in the face, who wouldn’t want their children to be smart and clever?

"Hey, hug." The banquet was cleaned up, and the celebration was as short as a weekday, and it was swept toward Zong Zhenglin. Getting close, hugged him on his calves, leaning against a very similar face, watching Zong Zhenglin please.

Mu Xiyao saw her son's dog legs look like a sigh. Grandma's, at the last time, how did this little buns start to sell? Where did the ghostly spirits go? If you are rushing to stick to his hair, you might as well go out and show up in a circle, and put more gold on her face.

Zong Zhenglin picked up his son and plucked his furry head, letting the little guy crouch on his chest and grabbed his crown to play.

Mu Xiyao really hates it, and regrets that the intestines are green. Such a scene of the father's filial piety, your husband and the two returned to the house slowly sticky, in front of outsiders, what is necessary is the momentum! Just grabbed the week and sent it very well. How did it turn into an ordinary milk doll? And for Mao to return to his relatives, do not recognize her as a mother?

The two praisers have experienced such a big scene. They didn’t have a better idea at the moment. They could only sing the words prepared beforehand, so they could use a half-clock hour to listen. Everyone wants to sleep.

Whose child has so many things, I have to be a singer of the six-year-old parents. Listening to his grasp of Zhou He's words, two bowls of tea can go down. This rare thing, Yuan Chengdi listened to some regrets and did not throw away political affairs, stealing empty to go.

Since the performance of the small bun, Chengqing Xiaobuzi has attracted the love of Shu, and he is reluctant to let him go back to the backyard to play alone. No sister-in-law looks at Shu Shu and is not at ease. This person comes and goes, if it is like the last time I met a monk and mixed into the house, Chengqing is no longer dangerous. Only such a pondering, simply let people lift his cot, hula la brought a group of people, holding Chengqing back to the palace to live. The milk thistle took Chunlan and the two used to squat together. When leaving, Mu Xiyao repeated again and again, can not be used to him, insist on eating staple food, let him get used to his own meals.

After this incident, I suddenly remembered that the Highness in the hall had to go to the study room. Mu Xiyao thought about it for a long time, or took Zhao Zhao and Mo Lan, took the small car and slowly went to the front yard. The man said one thing, if he didn't care, Mu Xiyao was afraid to shame her and grab it again.

Since the arrest week is a tight occasion, the backyard woman does not have a sideline of the above position, and the ceremony is not successful. This will be the son and daughter-in-law gathered in the garden to listen to the drama, Su Shirou sitting on the women's banquet of the Sixth Hall, reluctant to tell the situation of the genius.

Mu Xiyao Yundao is so good, got a son and also contends for the face of Tianda, and the lady in the temple is so excited that she can hear the sound of Su Shi.

Zhang has long been judged by the medics to have no hope in this life. This is sitting and hearing that the eldest son of the Sixth Hall is catching up with the fun of the week, and for a time, he feels sad and upset, and there are faint tears in his eyes. Fear of being seen by others, touched the mold, quickly covered his eyes, and then dare not listen carefully.

In addition to the pain of heartbreaking, Wan Jingwen has no other perceptions. The son of Mu Xiyao is his heart, and it is so important to protect him. Even if you catch a week, you will be like a grandson. This difference can not be counted.

Only Helian Minmin had some dislike for Chengqing, and no other mischief breeds. His Royal Highness thought that she couldn't have a son, and she only looked at Mu Xiyao's nephew. In this matter, she was in a loss, could not speak, and could not explain. What is said now does not work, the most important thing is to find out the detoxification method of Niu Qi, let her nurse well, and then wait for a few times to get it.

"Yu Ying, can we really enter Dan Ruoyuan to meet the side?" Several people were excited to talk with the fifth Yuying.

"The sidelines are very kind, you don't have to be nervous. We just go in for a while, take the copybook promised by the side, and can't stay too long." Mu Xiyao was sincere and happy. Although it is as old as the fifth Yuying letter, it often complains between lines, or it is said that the days of the pavilion are nostalgic.

"Miss Yu Ying." Yu Lan, who stayed at Dan Ruoyuan, finally waited for the fifth Yu Ying to visit. He quickly greeted him and told the master to tell her.

"His Royal Highness is looking for something, and this time I am going to the front yard. The master said that if you come early, you will enter the house to eat tea and read your son's book. If you wait for it, you can do it in the yard." Let the slaves follow and wait for you to listen to you at any time." Followed by Mu Xiyao, Xiaolan and the fifth Yuying are also very familiar, talking a little life.

"So." Fifth Yuying nodded. "Since the side is not there, we will not enter the house, simply strolling around the yard. I heard that on the newly built Mingyue Lake, the Highness has specially built twelve white marble jade arch bridges, which is very rare."

"Miss Yu Ying is interested, and the slaves will accompany them." Lan Lan called Xiaoxiao, and prepared some small teas. These young ladies will have to rest in the pavilion.