Chapter 291

"Master, your highness, the Hui ink of the eight sceneries of Xiaoxiang..."

"Mulan, put it in order and give it to Lord Wei to take back to his house."

Two days before and after, the man "used to" things, took a lot from her courtyard. The old God Mu Xiyao was in his arms, and his son was amused. In addition to being able to get out of the courtyard, the day was not satisfactory.

"Mother, go to see Dad." Chengqing baozi knows people. When he looks at Wei Zhen, he knows that he is the big man beside his father. He knows Kung Fu. I haven't seen him for a few days. At this time, he began to quarrel with important people.

Although his mother is good, he can't fly high, let alone play with knives and knives. After staying with Xiangxiang's mother for a long time, xiaodouding feels that following his father makes him more enjoyable.

Mu Xiyao smiles kindly. Looking at her son's face that looks like Laozi, Mu Xiyao decides to wait for Wei Zhen to leave and immediately teach this little thing who disassembles her platform. Don't think that smaller one is much more clever, she will be too cute to do it!

Wei Zhen Mou son a bright, instantaneous came spirit. Yes! In the house can be the master, in addition to this royal highness reluctant to start, there is not Chengqing small master son? It's a pity that Chengyou is still a baby and can't open his mouth. Otherwise, the two masters will join in front of the concubine and cry Adult Wei suddenly felt that the clouds were blooming and the moon was bright, and his depression had dissipated.

A funny look at Wei Zhen staring at her son's hopeful eyes, Mu Xiyao's heart is happy, his face is also very kind. "Chengqing, my father is busy making money. My mother, Chengqing and my younger brother are busy making money. Dad is very hard. Should Chengqing be obedient? " Mu Xiyao is good at persuasion. She makes the little buns who don't know what to do. In order to earn performance, she nods very hard.

"Chengqing is so good," she kisses her son on the face, and Xiaodou smiles with joy, and jumps into her arms. "My son is obedient, my mother will make jujube chestnut cake, and then tell a story?"

Xiaobaozi was excited immediately. His father and so on. He didn't see anyone. There was no date cake story. "Two for this time." People are small and ghosts are big. They know that they have to raise their prices.

Mu Xiyao laughs and trembles. She glances at Wei Zhen and goes to the house with her son in her arms.

You want to borrow her son? Hum! I'll tell you that if you go down to the six halls of your house, he can drag it as much as 250000 yuan. In the end, at the end of his son's side, he can't even equal the weight of two cakes

It's good for a small son to bully, fool and manage. The enchantress and the people lead a happy life in the mansion. Lord Wei looks dejected and drags his feet. He is as heavy as shackles. It's better to go back to the prince's house and Tian Fushan, and be watched by his highness all day.

The bright candlelight reflects Zong Zhenglin's cold side. The man's eyes are deep, and his eyebrows are deep locked. Zong Zhenghan and Chen Yankui have frequent private letters, and they are closely related to the crown prince. Is this a sign of a coalition?

With his fist clenched and throat pressed, Zong Zhenglin rubbed his forehead and drew from the book case his most frequently read "interpretation of Wei history".

Tian Fushan waited on the side, adding some tea and fiddling with the wick from time to time. The room was very cold and quiet, except for the explosion of lights, his highness coughed twice occasionally, and Tian Fushan shook his head secretly.

I don't know what anger he had with that guy. He didn't care about his body. How should he explain to his wife.

There seems to be someone whispering outside the door. Tian Fushan puts down his hairpin to light the lamp and goes out to check.

"I'd like to say hello to Zheng Fei." I didn't think it was Helian Zhengfei. Tian Fushan saluted.

I'm afraid you have the news.

"I heard that ginger soup was cooked in the big kitchen, and I realized that your highness was not well. How are you doing now? " Your highness is in the way of your health, but she has no idea. He lianminmin was scared out in a cold sweat. When he got the news, he immediately came with Mammy.

"I'd like to ask the chief officer to give me a message, and let me go into the room to visit one or two." Zong Zhenglin had a fever and headache. After half an hour of concubine Shu, He Lian Minmin looked worried and couldn't put down his heart. Before retiring, he advised the imperial doctor to enter the mansion.

Zong Zhenglin couldn't bear to wave his hand. He buried himself in his book and didn't say a word more.

However, he retreated and carefully explained that if there was something wrong with Tian Fushan, he would report it immediately, and then he left quietly along the porch eaves.

This time it's clear. When your highness looked at the book, what was pressed in the pages was a vein of bookmarks. The workmanship is very chic, but it's a little bit deep, and the tail of the lace is a little bit slippery.

It's easy to see that the object was made by a woman. Can be put in front of him like this He Lianmin looks up at the half of the cold moon above her head which is covered by clouds. Some cold body, arms in a cage, straight back to Chan Ruo yuan.

It's just that she's only trying to do it in half a month. As for the favor of your highness, it is useless to earn before you are well.

"What did Wei Zhen bring back today?" With the time approaching, Zong Zhenglin's mind was a little heavy. He untied the clasp of his robe and suddenly remembered that he had not been angry with the woman today.

Used to her on this, has long been beyond his control. Now it's better, not angry by her, but also become the beginning of miss.

Tian Fushan lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, holding clean clothes in both hands. "He sent the chess basket to me."

Zong Zhenglin made a move, and after a long time he continued to borrow the belt around his waist. "No pieces?""Not really. Only two earthenware jars containing chess pieces were sent. "

This woman Zong Zhenglin pressed his forehead twice, took his clothes and went straight into the bath.

When did she have to blame him for the last purse

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