"Between mother and son, say something to apologize for." Yu Qianqian's Dadu road.
"Ma, can you give me back the jewelry that Zheng Ling gave you yesterday?" he explained with embarrassment
Yu Qian Qian seems to hear the sound of bubble breaking. That light crisp ring, but hook her a body of anger.
It turned out that his precious son did not come to apologize for Yan Zhengling, but to support Yan Zhengling.
"I gave it away." Yu Qianqian cold road.
The warlord was stunned.
How could he have imagined that his mother would give her jewelry to someone else so soon. How much do you look down on Zheng Ling?
"Ma, if you don't like Zheng Ling's gift, give it back to her. After all, that's her baby. How can you transfer her to someone else? " Baron Zhan restrained his anger and tried his best to show himself a good demeanor.
Yu Qianqian will accept the way: "she is not also your gift to give people? Hanjue, can you tolerate her trampling on your gift, but can't tolerate her mother trampling on her gift? I'm sorry that you're such a double label. "
Han Jue was at a loss, "Ma, Zheng Ling gave you the gift I gave her, and I scolded her. There are some mysteries in that chalcedony, and no one can ask for it. "
Yu Qianqian heard the battle between the Han Jue and Zheng Ling, and expected that their feelings had cracks. Otherwise, Han hanjue and Yan Zhengling would not act separately today.
Immediately the anger in the heart then inexplicably dissipated. "Oh? I gave it to Juma. I'll get it back for you in a few days
"Thank you, mom," he said helplessly
Seeing that mother and son were not very happy talking, zhanting city became a peacemaker.
"Hanjue, let's have dinner with us at noon."
Han Jue didn't think much about it. He refused directly: "Dad, I have to go to the medical center to receive Zheng Ling."
Yu Qianqian frowned and thought in his heart that as soon as the couple quarreled, Han Jue would coax Yan Zhengling. The prince, who is the first emperor in the imperial capital, has no temper in front of his wife?
Yu Qianqian felt that her heart was full. Her son was like a cheap Yan Zheng Ling.
Before he left, he suddenly remembered one thing again. He returned to Yu Qianqian in the war court city and said, "Dad, mom, after the children in the military intelligence hall are discharged from hospital, I want to make up for Zheng Ling's wedding. When the time comes, I will invite you two to be present to testify for us. "
Zhanting City nodded, "good."
Yu Qianqian answered perfunctorily, "this matter will be discussed at that time."
The Lord of war left.
Eschatology.
Inpatient department.
Under the careful treatment of the doctors, the surviving beautiful girls in the military information hall are almost healed. In addition to the serious injuries of the thirteen and six sisters are still in a state of coma.
When Zheng Ling came to the ward, he saw the children's faces and worries. Even Hanbao became listless.
"What's the matter?" Zheng Ling asked curiously.
She likes children, more like this group of affectionate children. In the face of them, the brow is filled with tenderness.
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