Chapter 254： The little prince looks like a nobleman

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"My brother is right."

Su Qingluo nodded with a smile, expressing agreement: "If there is no such little tail as Xuan'er, I will definitely go to Mingshui College to study."

"Xuan'er is young. She lives alone in the country, her parents are not around, so no one can take care of her."

With a motherly heart, Li Xiu'e thought of the little prince wholeheartedly, for fear that her daughter would be moved by what her son said.

"Mother, don't worry, I won't leave Xuan'er alone."

Knowing mother Mo Ruonu, Su Qingluo guessed Li Xiu'e's thoughts at once, and leaned close to her with a smile, putting her arms around her and acting coquettishly.

"Besides, Mingshui College is too far away, and it's not easy to go home. I don't want to leave Mother, and I don't want Mother to worry about me and miss me every day."

"You, you really have a clever mouth, and what you say is as sweet as honey."

Li Xiu'e listened pleasingly, hugging her beloved daughter, her heart was full of joy.

"Hey..."

Su Zixuan expressed his envy.

He also wanted to have a clever mouth to make his mother happy.

However, he is a boy, so he can't act like a younger sister, hugging his mother's arm like a baby, and it doesn't feel like that when he says it.

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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Li Xiu'e put on new clothes for the children in the family, and matched them with all-colored red double-breasted waistcoats, which set off the children's happy faces, as vigorous as the morning sun.

The little prince was pink in the white, and his delicate and delicate face stood out against the red waistcoat. His eyebrows and eyes gradually opened, at first glance, he was ninety percent similar to your noble lord.

Su Qingluo's brows darkened, and he subconsciously took off the little prince's waistcoat and threw it aside.

"Xuan'er, listen to my sister, don't wear red clothes in the future."

"Red is beautiful, and my sister is also very beautiful in it."

The little prince didn't understand why his sister's face suddenly changed. He looked at the waistcoat thrown at the corner of the bed with aggrieved eyes, pursed his mouth, and tried not to cry out.

"My sister doesn't like it, and my sister doesn't wear it either."

Su Qingluo took off her waistcoat a little annoyed and threw it on the kang.

The noble lord deceived the empress, causing disaster to the country and the people, and her reputation among the people was extremely bad.

From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want people to compare the little prince with the noble.

"Xuan'er listens to her sister, Xuan'er doesn't wear red clothes."

The little prince was wholeheartedly attached to his sister, even though he didn't understand, he still agreed with aggrieved.

"Xuan'er is good, my sister will take you and Huya to play in the valley."

Su Qingluo couldn't tell the little prince about the nobleman in detail, and didn't want to cast a shadow over his young heart.

Seeing that the little prince was obedient and obedient, he secretly called it a fluke, took a few deep breaths, and regained his good mood.

"Uh-huh."

When the little prince heard that he could go to the valley to play, he immediately regained his energy and nodded vigorously.

"Huya is half a year old, and it's time to go to the depths of the mountain to see it."

Su Qingluo pampered and pinched the little prince's pink face and cheeks and brushed a handful of tiger fur by the way.

"Snoring."

Huya let out a comfortable growl from his throat, enjoying the little master's caress very much.

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On the first day of the Lunar New Year, as Li Xiu'e expected, there was an endless stream of people coming to the house to pay New Year's greetings.

The baskets of red envelopes prepared in advance were exhausted in the morning.

Near noon, there are still acquainted folks who come from various villages and bring their children to visit relatives and friends.

Su Qingluo agreed to the little prince and took him to play in the valley. After dinner early in the morning, he called Wang Meng, took Huya and three big dogs, and slipped into the forest from the backyard, avoiding the villagers who paid New Year's greetings.

Deep in the mountains, the mountains were steep and the little prince was short and his short legs couldn't keep up with the rhythm. Wang Meng carried him on his back and walked like flying.

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