It's normal for the prince to marry a concubine. Even if the princess and the side concubine are uncomfortable, they can only smile.
Now he saw the scene of his own woman's dystocia and continued his offspring with his life. The thought of concubine in his heart disappeared completely.
"Rong'er, lian'er, I promise you that I will treat you well in the future. I will never marry any woman into the palace again."
"I want our newborn daughter to grow up safely and happily."
The two princesses were moved and nodded frequently, holding each other's hands.
Here, Qian Duoduo thought of Prince Lian's "peace and happiness" in his mind. With a flash of inspiration, the name of the little princess was born gorgeous!
"Let's call it little princess Anle."
“。。”
"Anle."
"That's nice. That's nice."
Qian Duoduo smiles and doesn't find anything wrong. When she comes back to kuishui next month, she misses her sanitary napkin in her mind. Suddenly, she remembers that a brand of sanitary napkin she once used is also called Anle..
She was instantly shocked by thunder. It's not greasy.
No wonder. No wonder, at the beginning of these three words, how do you feel so familiar with it?
Poor little Lele.
。。 Dor split line..
In the evening, Prince Lian and his two wives and a couple of children happily went back to their residence.
Before leaving, Princess Lian kept telling her eldest daughter: "Zhaoyang, it's rare for the third princess to fall in love with you. You should accompany her here. You know, the third princess is the benefactor of our prince Lian's mansion. You can't play the princess's temper in front of others. You should always remember the kindness of others, you know?"
Zhaoyang drooped his head feebly, eh.
The concubine of Lian Qin teases the baby in her arms happily and turns to leave the palace of Chen.
Looking at the back of their family, how can Zhaoyang feel that he is an abandoned child?
She's their daughter, too, okay? Why don't we have big ones when we have small ones?
Not only that, but also send her to Qian Duoduo, and make yourself grateful to her!
For Mao! For Mao!
Zhaoyang speechless to the sky, tears can not flow out.
Does Qian Duoduo like her? Hehe, I like her.
Zhaoyang took a deep breath and entered the room with the determination to die.
In the main hall, a-san-a-si and long Muchen are surrounded by a table. Qian Duoduo, a little red in the green, has obviously become the focus.
Qian Duoduo saw Zhaoyang like a defeated attack. She stood beside her and didn't say a word. She wagged her little tail and said with a smile: "little Yangzi, tea!"
"Xiao Yangzi, who is it?" Long Yintian asked thoughtlessly. He didn't remember that there was a girl named Xiao Yangzi in the fourteenth uncle's house?
Zhaoyang gasped: "my princess is not Xiao Yangzi!"
"What do you call a little hood?" Qian Duoduo cheekily took one after another.
Several men's minds, floating a pair of embroidered mandarin duck pocket picture.
Zhaoyang never felt like today: "forget it. It's little Yoko. "
The result -
"Xiao Yangzi, I want to eat shrimp, skin, cramp and shave."
"Xiao Yangzi, I want to eat fish, and I want to pick the bone to pick the scales."
"Xiao Yangzi, I'll have tea with you. It's cold or not. It tastes just right."
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