Chapter 522

All the way to the palace gate, mother he and others got off the bus, took their luggage and Chang Shun, the guide, and changed lanes. Xiaohua and her two children moved on in a smaller chariot. Clove couldn't take a car, but walked with the waiter.

After a long walk, the chariot stopped.

Lilac came to lift the curtain, and a little eunuch ran to put down the stool.

With the help of clove, Xiaohua got out of the car. In front of her was the majestic east palace gate.

A group of people stood in front of the gate. There was him.

Luo Jing wore a prince's regular clothes, tall and full of dignity. For a moment, Xiaohua was afraid to recognize it.

Ho'er and Yi Yi followed and were held down. The two children were not afraid of birth. They recognized that the man was the father and ran over.

"Father..."

The most lively is Yiyi, who runs straight all the way and hugs the prince's leg. The little hand pulled down and motioned to his father to hold her quickly.

Ho'er followed him and said, "sister, you should understand the rules." his little hand also pulled on the corner of King Jing's robe. It can be seen how insincere little ho'er is. At a young age, he knows his father's sullen way.

The people on the side of the prince were surprised and couldn't close their mouths, so Fushun was not surprised.

The prince touched his son's daughter's small head and looked at her standing a few steps away. Before she could lift her step, he stepped over.

Yiyi saw Fushun on one side, frowned and looked at him for a long time. She went to see her brother indefinitely. Ho'er glanced at Fu Shun and said to his sister, "he is Shun Shun."

The word "Shun Shun" made Fu Shun's sad old face suddenly smile into chrysanthemums. His mouth was crispy and he squatted down and said to the two people, "please say hello to the two little masters."

When hei'er and Yi learned to talk, the first one who would shout was the mother, the second one was the father, and the third one was obedience. Because Fushun always plays with them, he has a deep memory of this' shunshun 'nature.

Yiyi frowned and touched Fushun's old face. A small adult said, "shunshun, where have you been? Yiyi is almost forgotten."