Chapter 164

Sister Yan looked at the scroll that was thrown away and thought deeply. The empress's people had an affair with the national teacher, but she didn't get any news at all. It seems that the concealed work is really good enough.

However, sister Yan was more curious about why the empress knew that her highness had children and put in such a kick.

"Your Highness, if the national master colludes with the empress, is the little childe the child of Prince Dongli in your memory?"

"Yes."

That's right.

If she hadn't had a cloud and water love with Beiming tin, she would have the shadow of the man in her memory and vaguely know what happened that day.

I'm afraid I don't doubt him. If I don't recover my memory, I think software can't be beimingxi's child.

A woman's legs overlap, and there are messy books under her two long legs.

Curly eyelashes flicker, and dark eyes emit a demonic light.

"What XueYue thinks is really beautiful. She thinks that if this hall confuses the royal blood, she can throw me abroad?"

Think as long as you let her know that the child is Xia Houyuan's, you can let her moth to the fire and use the child to calculate a man?

It's too simple to think.

He lianyunlu thought of her as harmless and light, and thought that she, like her, was a woman so mean that she tied a man with a man?

Unfortunately, she is not.

Sister Yan frowned, "but master, how can you conclude that this is the plot of the empress? Is it good for her to push you to Prince Dongli? "

Ling Feng glanced at his sister's face: "of course. If you are a foreign royal family, your highness will inherit Datong in the future. Half of the child has Dongli blood. Xia Houyuan is so ambitious that if he wants to swallow Fengming with this child, the emperor needs to consider whether he will lose Fengming's Millennium foundation even if he wants to be the master again. Besides, if Xia Houyuan wanted to seize the throne with his son, wouldn't it be equivalent to giving up the throne? "

Sister Yan suddenly realized.

The empress thought, in fact, she just removed Her Highness from her heirs.

Make her ineligible to ascend the throne and compete with Prince Yun crazy?

Secret thinking is fear.

"So this child must not be the prince of Xia Hou? But if the child is the prince of Guyue, isn't it the same reason? "

"It's different." Helian Yunlu responded lazily.

He got up and put on a wool cloak.

The bright red cloak had a hat. When she put it on, her face looked small.

"That's different. I'm going to turn around and be a son-in-law. Who wants him to go back to Guyue. No. "

Beiming tin can only be hers.

To Fengming, he promised her.

*

The night wind was strong and out of the temple of the goddess. On the carriage, she smiled.

"It's better to leave, isn't it? Let Liuli lead him to the proton house to find his father."

He lianyunlu's words shocked Ling Feng and sister Yan at the same time.

"What, what."

Sister Yan wondered, "now this point to the proton house? Isn't Prince Beiming unable to sleep well? "

Look at Rong Qian's inconvenient appearance. Now Prince Beiming is probably still healing.

I don't know whether he has drunk the soup cooked by his highness.

Two critical strikes a night. I don't know whether the other party can take it or not.

Sister Yan thought it was too exciting to send the child now, but he lianyunlu obviously liked such stimulation.

A faint explanation.

"A son brought him, who cares whether he sleeps well or not. He narrowly escaped death and gave birth to a son. He didn't bring him all day and let his men hurt him. If you don't show him the sickly look of the software, I'm afraid he won't feel bad. "

But it's so immoral. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

No, it's impossible.

Is this child really the prince of Beiming and their princess?

Where is such a coincidence?!

"Your Highness, are you sure that the young master is the child of Prince Beiming? Don't accidentally let others recognize a son in vain. "

At this moment, sister Yan also felt magical. If it was true, it should be a good thing.

No one should be the prince of Xia Hou. The prince of Xia Hou is too heartless. If the child is his, nine times out of ten it will be used as a chip.

*

"This temple is giving away a son for nothing. I'm not afraid he won't accept it. The father and son have one virtue and let the software leave to sharpen him. "

Helian Yunlu felt terrible last night, because it was not the first time that someone calculated when the software left her.

The more she gets out of the limelight, the more people look at her, but the enemy hasn't made a move yet. The two families fought in the nest first.

If it was made of Beiming tin, the goddess temple and Luocha temple would be sworn enemies.

But now it's not. The man bears at least half of the responsibility!

Those who can't manage their own family should be punished!

"See you off, see you off, now."

The woman waved her hand and made it clear that she wanted to send the child to the man in the middle of the night.

"But sister Liuli, it's not very good for a woman to go to the proton house in the middle of the night. Send the software away from the young master and always pick it up tomorrow." Sister Yan felt a little embarrassed, because the dream family was still a big family with a lot of food, so the master had always avoided letting Liuli do too dark things: "sister Liuli went into the wolf's nest alone and felt a little dangerous."

"Do you think that when she comes to the door, the green dragon will sit idly by? Moreover, you don't understand the skill of Liuli? "

Helian Yunlu not only didn't worry, but also looked forward to the day when Beiming tin found the truth. Speculation and confirmation are always different.

"Beiming is not going to cut my people. If you have nothing to do, just send them over."

Sister Yan was relieved to hear the name of Canglong. She believed in Liuli's skill, but the other party was the villain head of Luocha temple!

Super scary!

"Huh?" There was a dangerous smell in a woman's nasal voice.

"Well, I'll arrange it now."

*

The proton house is boiling tonight.

First, Beiming tin suddenly broke out, and the frightened confidants were frightened, so they sat and stood uneasy.

What's more amazing is that a boy, a girl and a young child suddenly visited.

When the little guy's gorgeous brocade robe slipped to the ground.

When climbing on the nanmu desk with thick wood and meticulous workmanship, Hua canxi was not well.

Who told the child who was like Princess Yunlu?

"Rong Qian! This boy is the man's son? " Hua canxi asked in a low voice. Before he could have a sip of tea, his throat was getting angry.

Rong Qian glanced at the little guy who was humming and humming. He looked at the small face of Suili, who had big eyes and was not afraid of life at all.

Inexplicable feeling, some cordiality, I don't know what's going on.

“……”

"Is it?" Hua canxi is in a hurry.

Standing by the window, blowing the cool wind, let the remaining light sweep the hourglass and calculate the time. The saint should almost come back: "yes."

What is it.

The bottom of Hua canxi's heart was angry. What's the matter? The woman not only brought the green hat to the eldest brother, but also sent the bright hat to the door.

Originally, I wanted to scold for respect, but I sent people here, a cold and beautiful girl and a man with amazing momentum.

Hua Cuixi held back his anger and half smiled.

"You two, this man was sent to the wrong place? No one here has such a big child. "

Mengliuli's eyes looked around and didn't find Beiming tin. She smiled.

"Are you sure? The child is called the owner's father. Are you sure he sent it to the wrong place? Can you make a decision without informing? Otherwise, I'll take them away and you'll inform the owner of the house. "

Wipe! The blood tank is empty!

This, this woman is poisonous.

What do you mean take someone away and tell him?

So he hasn't been buried by his brother's anger?

Holding the sleeve in his hand, Hua canxi quickly digested the fact that his eldest brother was green and the other party sent a child to the door: "do you want to send the child to the door, or?"

"Send the children. Your highness told her to take the young master alone and let the prince share the burden of raising children." Dream glass looks natural.

Shit, this is really a tortoise bastard!!

Hua canxi had come in the middle of the night for his big brother's relapse.

Who knows you can still meet such strange things? Isn't that what brother Bai said about his eldest brother's children? But this is clearly the illegitimate son of Princess Yunlu.

Why can't you laugh? Hua canxi's mood is probably similar to the sudden rainstorm outside the window.

The pattering raindrops soon knocked on the glazed tiles, the smoke and dust in the air floated, and the soil floated into the room with the fragrance of flowers.

*

"Well, it's raining." The little guy put down the metal goods in his hand and looked at the dream glass with big round eyes: "aunt Meng, where's dad, No."

It sounds like milk.

The eyes of the dream glass were as gentle as water, and the hand gently pressed against the back of the software: "it will come soon. Is the software sleepy?"

"No." She turned her big eyes and pointed to Gulu's stomach: "hungry, not sleepy."

The child was still young and spoke with an ending. He sat on the table and looked at several people in the room.

One by one.

Some familiar, some unfamiliar.

He fiddled with his little fingers, looked at the small porcelain cup on the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Mengliuli was afraid that he was burning, so he quickly stretched out his hand to pick it up, but he shook his head.

"The software is far from being sent. I don't help."

Hua canxi was so absorbed that he scolded in his heart: why is he so cute that he was almost fascinated by this lovely little doll. No, no, this little doll is not the seed of big brother and can't be picked up.

Small hands holding a warm small porcelain cup, the child was wearing cowhide boots, and his feet couldn't help shaking.

After waiting for a long time, the person hasn't come yet, and the software left the wronged arch hand.

"No food, no father, go back, I miss my mother."

The snack is probably hungry.

Mengliuli was stunned and subconsciously went to see Canglong. The low-key man happened to see her again.

Nangong Yi really couldn't see it anymore. She took a look at the pork tripe soup stewed slowly over a low fire.

"Your Highness made soup for the master just now. Why don't you let little... Little childe drink first?"

"Yes, yes, have a drink!" When she heard that it was cooked by her mother, she clapped happily.

Everyone present was surprised. Why are you so smart? Did he understand what Nangong Yi said?

"Hey, daddy is coming." Software from suddenly looked at the door, Tongyan Tongyu, but what he said was startling.