C130

"Pa!"

A fine antique vase fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Ge Er fiercely smashed the things in the palace to vent her anger, she raised her head to look at the silent Ru Er, and felt even more stifled in her heart: "Are you feeling good? "She can actually endure this much?"

Ru Er frowned, "What can we do? Wang stayed there for the night again! "

"Bastard!" Ge Er angrily turned around and was about to throw the other vase when Ru Er hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her hand, "Younger sister, us sisters are only beauties who have been gifted to us. That Bi Luo is the princess of the Ming Ri Dynasty!"

"So what?" Ge Er gritted her teeth: "There's no need to look at her identity, she's just like us, a king's woman! Furthermore, she was a woman who had a husband and children! "Just by her face, she has already surpassed us two sisters. How can I be satisfied with just that!"

"Then what else can we do …?" Ru Er sighed, and helplessly stirred the silk handkerchief in her hand.

"Hmph, I don't believe I can't find out what's wrong with her!" Ge Er clenched his teeth, and turned and waved his sleeves: "Ah Da Ah Er Ah San!" "Follow me to mandala!"

"Sister!" Ru Er looked at her worriedly.

Ge Er turned her head and looked at her disappointing sister coldly. Do you think I'm the kind of person who can stand under the feet of a woman who's not as good as we are? "

"But …." Ru Er was helpless. In truth, Bi Luo was more beautiful than the two of them, and although she had given birth to a child before, it still made people feel inferior.

"Sis, you're really useless!" Ge Er suddenly gritted her teeth and fiercely spat on the ground. How could she have such a good-for-nothing sister,?

"Ai, sister …" Ru Er looked up and watched Ge Er's back as she quickly made her way out. She sighed helplessly: "Everyone has their own destiny. For some things, the extremes of things are always the opposite …"

mandala --

Under the bright sun, Luoluo's mood also gradually became a lot better. After all, even though Chou Yan's words of apology were extremely light, she could still see Ming Liehan's shadow on him. She was glad enough, but there was no need to hold on to something small!

Luoluo was carrying a bun on a flat ground in front of mandala's courtyard. She was cutting a flower branch for entertainment while Steamed Bun was drawing on the ground with the leaves that she had picked up.

Luoluo's eyes lit up, she suddenly looked at Steamed Bun who was drawing on the ground. After calculating the date, Steamed Bun had almost been drawing for a year and four months, but why does he look like a three-year-old child?

Suddenly, Luoluo walked over to Steamed Bun and squatted down to look at the drawing on the ground. "Steamed Bun, can your mother teach you how to write?"

Steamed Bun immediately broke into a smile. "Good!"

Luoluo immediately smiled and patted Steamed Bun's head, "My good son, here, mother will first teach you to write your own Ming Zi!" As she said this, she picked up a small wooden stick and wrote the words' Ming Haoyan 'on the ground.

Steamed Bun looked at the words on the ground in a daze. He was stunned for a moment, then he looked at Luoluo in the blink of an eye. You better not write the word 'bun' to teach Yan Er! "

"Stinking brat!" Luoluo suddenly patted on Steamed Bun's head and said, "This is Ming Haoyan, your big name as a little rascal!"

"Oh, oh!" Steamed Bun immediately squatted back down and picked up the small wooden stick that Luoluo put back onto the ground, learning to draw her own Ming Zi.

Luoluo sat at the side. Seeing Steamed Bun's serious look, she immediately smiled with satisfaction.

Steamed Bun wasn't even three years old yet and wasn't old enough to go to school, but seeing how smart he was, she would probably teach him the Three Character Classic in two months after she taught him a few more words.

"Oh, why is this child so dirty? Why is he drawing randomly on the ground? Look at the dust on his clothes. There really is a kind of mother like a son!" Ge Er suddenly appeared in front of mandala's courtyard door and walked in.

Luoluo immediately looked coldly at Ge Er.

"Steamed Bun, come here." Luoluo called out.

Hearing that, Steamed Bun turned around and looked at Ge Er, and immediately saw that she was the bad woman who wanted to hurt his mother last time. She hurriedly put down the wooden stick in her hand, turned around and ran back to Luoluo.

Luoluo bent down to hug the bun steadily, then turned and called Xi Er, who had just walked out of the palace: "Xi Er, carry the bun inside and help him wash her body."

"Yes, Princess." Xi Er walked forward and took the bun. She glanced at Ge Er in the blink of an eye, then blinked his eyes at Luoluo and asked with his eyes: "What should I do?"

"It's fine, take the steamed bun with you." The Luoluo did not mind as she chuckled, and looked at Ge Er with a cold smile in the blink of an eye. "This is the second time that Lady Ge Er has come, and the walls of the mandala are shining brightly!"

"Oh, the Princess Gabriella really knows how to talk!" Ge Er sneered, she raised her hand to place the silk handkerchief at his mouth, blocking the corner of his mouth. Last time Chou Yan punished her to think in front of the wall for half a month, she naturally did not dare to harm Luoluo so blatantly anymore. However, his eyes were still filled with hatred.

Seemingly completely understanding Ge Er's intentions, Luoluo bent down and casually picked up a vase, then picked up a few flowers she had just picked up, she placed them into the vase and played with them for a bit before stretching her hands out to Ge Er: "I don't know if Lady Ge Er likes arranging flowers, but I have been bored and brought many flowers to grow, although they don't have a strong vitality in the garden, they are much cleaner and prettier than that, if Lady Ge Er likes them, I can bring you a few more bottles of Bi Luo."

"I don't need it." Ge Er's face turned cold as he looked at the vase in Luoluo's hands.

Last time, she did not use this weakness to do anything to her. However, later on, she heard that the King ordered that only the mandala's people could pick the green Mandara Flower as they pleased. How could she not be angry?

Seeing Ge Er's eyes filled with hatred, Luoluo did not mind. However, she really wanted to ask the heavens, just who was the one feeling wronged? She was Ming Liehan's wife, alright? Now you have to accept that this woman is staring at you with a look that seems to say, "You stole my man!"

"Then, Lady Ge Er, please go ahead." Luoluo suddenly lost all politeness and raised her hand to point at the door, signalling for them to leave.

Ge Er immediately turned cold and did not leave. Instead, she looked at the mandala in the blink of an eye.

Was Chou Yan doing it on purpose or not? When Princess Gabriella just arrived at Chou Ming, he had already arranged her such a luxurious palace. Even though she and Ge Er had paid respects to him, she looked the same as this princess. Why did the two of them only wait for her favor?

Initially, when she visited Chou Ming, she thought that she would just have to be a beauty for life, her heart would probably never be moved. But who knew, when he suddenly disappeared a year ago and returned, his domineering aura of a king, unshakeable and brilliant, caused her heart to sink into despair.

Just when she wanted to fight for the throne of the Queen, such a Princess Gabriella suddenly appeared in the middle of the road! How could she be willing to accept this?

Ge Er clenched her teeth, she suddenly ignored the Luoluo in front of him and quickly walked into the mandala.

The Luoluo was shocked and hurried over, "Miss Ge Er, there are no good teahouses in the palace, I am afraid Bi Luo will hurt you!"

"I don't need good tea!" Ge Er coldly said as he quickly walked in. She actually wanted to see what kind of good stuff Chou Yan had given this woman before when she couldn't see it.

It was just that this was, after all, the Imperial Palace. The battle between women was undoubtedly the most difficult thing in her eyes, and it was the same when she fought with Ruo Yun in the Prince Chilling Cold Mansion. Right now, she really didn't want to fight over anything, she only wanted Ming Liehan to recover her memories and bring her away.

It was not that she wasn't jealous, she just wanted to believe that when her Ming Liehan returned … She would never be disloyal to her, and she would definitely only love her. Because, she believed in this love that could not be changed by life or death …

"mandala is really not bad." Ge Er walked inside and looked around at the Night Pearls. "Isn't that the Night Pearl that our Jinchuan Country took?" "Why is it in the mandala?"

Luoluo was stunned, she looked at the biggest pearl in the palace in the blink of an eye.

Ge Er continued to walk inside with a cold face.

The Luoluo finally became impatient and asked coldly, "Does Miss Ge Er not know what form politeness is?"

Ge Er stopped in her tracks, not because of Luoluo's words, but because she was looking at the Canghai Mingyue on Luoluo's dressing table.

In the blink of an eye, Luoluo followed her gaze and was instantly shocked. She went up to put away the Canghai Mingyue but Ge Er quickly walked forward and grabbed her arm, staring at the Canghai Mingyue in her hands.

Only now did Luoluo know that Ge Er was from Jichuan Nation, and Leng Han had once told him that the Canghai Mingyue was a gift from Jichuan Nation, if Ge Er saw it now, wouldn't she really be angered to death?

"This …." Sure enough, Ge Er was trembling from head to toe as she looked at the Canghai Mingyue.

"Miss Ge Er, please let go." Luoluo frowned. The strength of this woman's hand was rather strong, grabbing her arm was truly painful.

"Ah!" Ge Er suddenly let go of Luoluo's hand firmly and roared out loud, "You even have one of our three great treasures, the Canghai Mingyue! "You woman …" Ge Er clenched her teeth. All of these things were things that she had yearned for the most in the past, but she had never thought that they would actually all be in Bi Luo's place.

"The Luoluo sighed helplessly," These things are all offerings from the Jichuan Empire. Miss Ge Er doesn't have any rights to ask about them, does she? "

Seeing the indifference on Luoluo's face, Ge Er was even more furious. She raised her hand, wanting to grab Luoluo's face.

"You …." Luoluo was shocked. She had thought that Ge Er had restrained herself after hearing her warning, but she had never expected her to be so irrational.

"Young lady …" The three palace maids behind Ge Er carefully called out. The three of them knew that they could not touch the Princess Gabriella casually.

"I don't care!" "I'm going to kill you!" Ge Er suddenly shouted as he raised his hand to grab Luoluo's face.

"Princess!" Xi Er came out from the inner room carrying a steamed bun that had just been washed. When she saw it, he immediately put down the steamed bun in fright and quickly walked to Luoluo's side and dragged him over.

Ge Er turned and rushed forward.

"Xi Er, ignore me. Hug the bun and get out of the way!" Luoluo turned her body to avoid Ge Er's random grabbing, but her sleeve was still broken. Her flesh was also somewhat torn by Ge Er, and fresh blood slowly flowed out from her arm.

Luoluo clenched her teeth and glared at Ge Er: "Are you crazy? Do you know that you are not responsible for your actions? "Do you want to die?"

"Yes, I don't want to die!" "If I kill you, I'll be satisfied!" Ge Er shouted.

Even the smartest person would be in danger when facing a woman who could not reason and would not even want her life. The Luoluo panicked and turned around to avoid Ge Er's hand.

"Gongzi …." "Master …" Xi Er stood at the side while hugging his bun. She was afraid that someone would injure the bun, but she was still worried about the Luoluo.

"Mother …" Steamed Bun frowned, wanting to struggle free from Xi Er's arms to save his mother. However, how could he know how her small body could possibly have the ability to save her?

Seeing Luoluo accidentally tripping over a chair and falling onto the ground, and that Ge Er that crazy woman's fingernails grabbing onto Luoluo's face, Steamed Bun suddenly shouted out loud in fright. Her mind was filled with the scenes of Luoluo getting hurt.

He hated himself for being too young … He hated that he was too young … Unable to protect his most beloved mother …

Just when Luoluo thought that she would be disfigured to the point of being disfigured, the finger in front of him suddenly stiffened in midair, and Ge Er's body instantly fell to the side.

Luoluo looked at the person who appeared out of nowhere.

"Fine, fine dust …" Luoluo looked at the white-robed Ming Xianchen in shock.

"What a useless woman." Ming Xianchen frowned, then stooped down and supported Luoluo's body.

Luoluo stood up and grabbed Ming Xianchen's arm. "Why haven't you returned to Ming Ri Dynasty yet?"

Ming Xianchen's eyes flashed, then chuckled: "You want to chase me back like that? "And you were happy here with King Chou Ming?"

"What are you talking about!" Luoluo looked coldly at Ming Xianchen, his face filled with ill intent: "I am only asking why are you still in the palace? Furthermore, it would appear like this … "In time …" After saying that, Luoluo turned his head to look at Ge Er who was being pulled up from the ground by three palace maids.

Ge Er clenched her teeth, but she felt like someone had pointed an acupuncture point on him, causing him to be unable to move.

"Luoluo let out a light breath as she looked at Ge Er," Miss Ge Er, I have no intention of becoming your enemy. Since you did not commit any grave mistakes today, it would be best for you to restrain yourself.

"You …." Ge Er looked at Luoluo fiercely.

After the three palace maids heard what Luoluo said, they looked at each other and pulled Ge Er out.

Looking at their backs, Luoluo let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the chair powerlessly.

"Princess …" Xi Er hurriedly put down the bun and ran forward.

"Mother!" Steamed Bun also ran over and threw himself into Luoluo's arms.

"Princess, you have a wound on your arm!" Xi Er worriedly looked at Luoluo, and immediately grabbed her arm to tear her sleeve.

Luoluo did not stop him. She hugged the bun with her uninjured arm and allowed Xi Er to handle it with her other arm. She raised her eyes to Ming Xianchen who was standing indifferently in front of him and asked, "Do you still have something to do?"

Ming Xianchen swept his eyes across Luoluo and chuckled, "What is it?"

"Can't you answer that question properly?" "I asked you a question, but you asked me a question instead?" Luoluo immediately rolled his eyes.

"Heh …" Ming Xianchen let out a cold laugh, and an unfathomable expression surfaced on his face. He looked down at the Luoluo again: "I heard that you are already Chou Yan's..."

Luoluo's face flushed red. She suddenly glared at Ming Xianchen and did not allow him to continue.

Ming Xianchen understood, but looking at Luoluo's expression and eyes, he knew that Luoluo was not lying. Her expression instantly stiffened slightly, and he stared intently at Luoluo's face.

"What are you looking at?" Luoluo looked at him with a flushed face. She was hesitating and should not have told Ming Xianchen that Ming Liehan was not dead yet.

If Ming Xianchen knew that Chou Yan was actually Ming Liehan, what would happen?

"Dust, if it's cold …" Luoluo suddenly asked.

Ming Xianchen's body froze as he looked at Luoluo coldly.

Luoluo did not understand what the cold light in his eyes was, but she suddenly became alert. Right now, she couldn't tell anyone that Ming Xianchen didn't have a good impression of her, so what did she want to tell him? She didn't have a good relationship with him …

Thinking about it, Luoluo made up her mind. She closed her mouth and said no more.

"What were you trying to say?" Ming Xianchen looked at Luoluo indifferently.

"Ah, it's nothing, I just suddenly remembered the cold." Luoluo lowered her eyes, pretending to be sad.

Ming Xianchen frowned, and carefully looked at Luoluo's expression. Seeing that there was nothing strange about it, he smiled slightly, seeing that Xi Er had already bandaged her arms, "Be careful in the future, why is Xi Er alone in such a big palace?"

"I only left Xi Er here, I'm used to Xi Er accompanying me. As for the other palace maids, I'm not used to having too many people living in my place! "Too awkward and too restrained!" Luoluo smiled and stood up while carrying the bun.

"Mother …" "Steamed Bun wants to grow up faster." Steamed Bun suddenly hugged Luoluo's neck and mumbled in her arms.

"What are you doing growing so fast?" Luoluo raised his eyebrows. "When you grow up, your mother will definitely make me old!" "You'd better be a child, at least I'm still young!"

Hearing the Luoluo's words, Ming Xianchen suddenly laughed lightly and shook his head helplessly. He then smiled as he looked at Steamed Bun.

"Where is it?" As an uncle, how come your memory is so bad? "My family's steamed buns are only one year old and less than four months old!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Steamed Bun played along. But he did not reach out to hug Ming Xianchen coquettishly. It was as if he had never been more intimate with Ming Xianchen ever since he was born.

Ming Xianchen laughed awkwardly, he raised his fist to his mouth and cleared his throat.

"Oh, right." Luoluo suddenly looked at Ming Xianchen: "Did you come here for something today?"

"It's fine, but I haven't seen you and your son for a long time. Come over and take a look."

"Oh, when did you, Prince Dusty, have such good intentions?" "It's good enough that you didn't harm me. How could you have the kindness to come and see me?" Luoluo raised her eyebrows, her eyes filled with laughter.

Ming Xianchen did not refute him. Instead, he suddenly went up to the Luoluo and hugged Steamed Bun from his embrace. He then patted his face and said, "Yan Er, call me Uncle Lian Chen!"

Steamed Bun pouted. After looking at Ming Xianchen for a while, he meowed obediently.

Ming Xianchen smiled lightly, placed the bun on the ground, and let him and Xi Er go out to play. After that, he suddenly took two steps forward and approached the Luoluo.