Chapter 482

With xiaohua for so long, he once thought that what those people said was nonsense, because his Xiaohua was very understanding, sensible, and even heartache. But only then did he know that the words of "predecessors" were not unreasonable.

Is this behavior of little flower called fooling around?

"Then you take us back to the house."

"No." King Jing, who said he could not win the woman, could only choose the most suitable way of speaking, and refused decisively.

"Well, we live here and don't go back."

King Jing was surprised and relieved, but Xiaohua's next sentence broke his absurd idea.

"You walk on your front feet and I jump into the river with my child on my back feet!"

In King Jing's surprised eyes, these words jumped out of Xiaohua's mouth, and even made king Jing feel absurd.

"Anyway, you don't want us. The children without a father are very poor. They might as well die."

This is the ultimate trick, three hanging? Just hang up and jump into the river with your child?

A confused thought flashed through his mind. King Jing helplessly hugged her again, "don't fool around."

"I'm not fooling around. What I said is true."

A man's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Your Highness, there is a letter from the government."

King Jing loosened his hand holding Xiaohua and sat upright, "come in."

Lin Qingting came in and saw a rather magical scene.

The lady Hua in the rumour sat on the couch with her little master half on her side, while her highness hung another little master around her neck. She used to sit in a very serious posture and a dignified expression, but she was a little strange because there was a little girl still twitching around her neck.

He didn't dare to read more and handed the letter to King Jing.

King Jing didn't bring Fushun on this trip, only a dozen confidants and guards. I wanted to stay here to protect her and her two children, but the plan was not as fast as change, and I couldn't convince her.

After reading the letter, King Jing's face became dignified. He waved and Lin Qingting retreated.

King Jing looked sideways at her wriggling to one side, and at his daughter with her mouth turned and tears wiped on her neck.

"Really don't want to live here?"

Xiaohua is turning over and facing him. Yingying's eyes are full of tears. "Go back to the house with your highness."

It was another silent sigh. After a long time, King Jing had no choice but to nod his head.

King Jing hurried back to his house, so he didn't waste any time. He soon ordered him to leave.

All the way, Xiaohua was in a trance. She only knew to hold King Jing's hand tightly. King Jing told her several times that he would take her back, and she didn't let go. It seemed that she was always afraid that he would cheat her and leave their mother and son behind.

Until she returned to the familiar West courtyard, Xiaohua put down her heart hanging in the air for a long time, but she soon couldn't laugh because she saw an unexpected person.

"Why are you here?"