Chapter 182

Helian Yunlu saw the woman who was shocked when she met her.

Calmly leaning against the door, holding a few fresh roses.

The roses had dew on them and her name was written on the ribbon.

This is probably a surprise deliberately prepared by a man for her, which she understands.

Put the roses in the nearby porcelain vase. The fresh roses and the blue and white porcelain vase complement each other.

"You're so polite. You brought food."

While walking, he glanced at the food brought by Murong Yun, but Murong Yun stood stiff and looked at her eyes full of precautions and unhappiness.

She curled her lips and smiled: "this temple is here, which surprised you?"

Murong Yun's angry teeth were fighting, and the hot food pinched in her hand was angrily thrown aside by her: "I don't know etiquette, righteousness and shame, you..." slut!

Murongyun was so angry that he almost rushed up and tore his face.

However, murongyun still remembers the other party's long whip, and she suffered a loss in her hand.

She touched the light scar on her face and suffered a loss on the Raytheon whip in helianyunlu's hand that day. She didn't dare to provoke without brains today.

But I still can't swallow it.

When on earth did Helian Yunlu come and why she was here.

"You were here so early in the morning. Were you still here yesterday?"

Murong Yun's tone was full of complaints and dissatisfaction.

At first glance, she is a delicate lady spoiled by her elders.

Helian Yunlu smiled.

"What am I doing here? Didn't you run to another man's house early in the morning? Murong little princess doesn't know etiquette, righteousness and shame. Why should we know? Besides, men and women love each other. You love me. The crown prince of Guyue kindly invited me. Can we come to this temple? "

Murongyun hid his serious disgust, took a deep breath, went to the table and untied the food package he had left behind.

Deliberately ignored Helian Yunlu and tried to keep his gentle look.

"Brother Xi, when I came to Fengming, aunt Qin asked me to see you. She said you like sweet scented osmanthus cake best. "

Beiming tin lowered his eyes, with a touch of darkness at the bottom of his eyes: "en."

Huh?

That's great.

Obviously, this Qin aunt has a high position in Beiming Xi's heart.

He lianyunlu didn't deliberately investigate the harem concubines of ancient Yue, but she still knew about it. Aunt Qin was the biological mother of Beiming Xi.

Zhong Liqin.

Zhong Li was the most amazing beauty at home.

The other party even moved out of Beiming Tin's biological mother. It's not good. What can she do?

Naturally, let's see what Murong Yun's calculations are.

Sitting on the soft collapse, he held his son with a small mouth in his arms and gave him a kiss.

She was surprised at her mother's gentleness. She grabbed her skirt with her small hand, leaned against her arms, and breathed with her soft mouth.

Murongyun looked at he lianyunlu and sat beside Beiming tin triumphantly, pushing the sweet scented osmanthus cake to Beiming tin.

Shuilingling's eyes looked at Beiming tin affectionately, as if they could drip water.

"Aunt Qin misses you very much, brother Xi."

Beiming tin was silent for a moment, and his reply was careless: "I miss her too."

Murongyun heard this, took a deep breath and sighed, "it's a pity that brother Xi can't live without you now in Guyue. Aunt Qin is not in good health recently, but she misses you. And Wan'er's sister, she misses you too. Without you around, she was bullied by the royal family. "

"Bullying?" The man's voice fluctuated a little: "who bullied her?"

"It's not ye's brother or them. Wan'er's sister is spoiled by them. In my opinion, this is supporting killing. Brother Xi, if you don't go back, sister Wan'er may even forget you. "

Murong Yun looked at Beiming Xi's face. Seeing that he was not angry, he continued.

"Brother Xi, you are the brother of Wanmei's mother compatriots, but now Wanmei follows brother ye every day, just like little tail. Aren't you angry? "

Beiming tin asked back, "she thinks others are the emperor's brothers. Why should our temple be angry?"

Murongyun almost didn't slow down at one breath. He lianyunlu giggled on one side.

She doesn't know what her mother is laughing at. Anyway, if she is happy, he will be happy.

Murongyun's face turned white and red, red and black, obviously angry

After a long time, she calmed down her anger and suddenly comforted Beiming Tin Road.

"Brother Xi, Wan Mei is too young to be sensible. But she will get married in a few years. If you don't go back to Guyue, no one will decide her marriage. What can I do? "

Murongyun's whole attention, including his eyes, adhered to each other.

Isn't such a gorgeous man prepared for her murongyun.

How can Helian Yunlu match it.

Even if she is good at martial arts, and she can't get aunt Qin's favor, she doesn't believe that brother Xi, such a filial person, will marry a woman aunt Qin doesn't like.

At that time, as long as brother Xi returns home, she naturally has a way to ask her father to decide for her.

"Brother Xi."

I can't help it. Murongyun's voice is jiaochen compared with that of Oriole Birds.

Beiming tin suddenly frowned. He didn't know whether he was happy to be called by Murong Yun or he felt uncomfortable listening to each other's voice.

"Huh?"

"Brother Xi, are you listening? Wan'er's sister, aunt Qin is in poor health and is unable to discipline. If you return home, aunt Qin will be very happy. My father said, "Uncle Huang has the idea of calling you home, brother Xi, look..."

Helian Yunlu doesn't understand.

Why is she disgusted with such a moving picture.

Yu Guang didn't even glance at Beiming tin. Her hand gently rested on her son's little hand.

"Soft leave, my mother is a little sleepy. Shall we go back to the house?"

Software left looked up at Beiming tin, vaguely guessed that his mother was a little unhappy, and nodded: "OK."

Looking at his clever son, he lianyunlu's heart was very calm.

She had seen the gentleness of the people.

It hides the sense of alienation from the top, and it is not rich. It is cold, rigid and serious with a straight face and unsmiling.

Men's slender and good-looking hands, because of their white skin color, casually put them on the wooden chair, looking like a delicate work of art.

Over the years, sister Yan and Liuli told her that Beiming Tin's external image has always been alienated and polite, but gentle and polite.

The best of your sons.

Foreign dignitaries that everyone flocks to.

She had not seen it before. This man pretended. Oh, it can't be said to be pretending.

"Your Highness, master Yan is still waiting for you in the mansion." Liu Li hinted.

He Lianyun got up and glanced at the man sitting quietly. His buttons were opened two, and the faint red marks were familiar.

Moving away from her eyes, she calmly picked up the software and left. I left first and went to the door.

The man looked at her quietly, but didn't open his mouth to stop her.

"Your Highness, I'll see you off." Rong Qian received the sight of his master's son killing people and immediately got up to see them off.

"OK."

After taking a few steps, Rong Qian took a large bunch of roses out of the side room: "this is the rose that the master specially asked someone to send from the Rose Valley. He said it was for your highness."

"Why didn't he prepare more bunches for the one in the room."

The woman's tone was faint, and Rong Qian raised her eyebrows.

"Your Highness, in fact, if you don't let little princess Murong in, the Lord won't see her."

"I just want to know how he treated other women in the past. When I see him today, he is really a gentleman."

The sour words are really damaging to the royal highness of the princess.

Rong Qian handed the big bouquet of roses to the glass hand who handed it to pick up the flowers, but he was inexplicably white by the green dragon.

He raised his hand and didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. He lianyunlu pulled a small flower directly from the bouquet. The rose had thorns, and her fingertips touched the thorns.

Rong Qian's heart jumped.

Software from also covered his eyes: "my mother is in pain, my mother is careful."

The child's crisp voice made Helian Yunlu's heart tighten. She was really jealous and inexplicable.

She rubbed the software and left the lovely hamster's head. She made a detour towards the gate: "I know, my mother will be careful."

Walking to the side of the carriage, she glanced at the large bouquet of roses in Liuli's hand: "Liuli, return the things."

Rong Qian secretly shouted that it was not good, but for a moment, the flower returned to his hand.

"Mom, the flowers are beautiful."

She likes the bright red color. Her hands clumsily pull the petals. He lianyunlu instinctively retreats to avoid the possibility of her hands touching the thorns.

"There are thorns. Be careful."

Soft Li blinked, pointed to the carriage with his little hand, and his pink lips tooted: "don't you take dad away?"

Hold the child's soft little hand.

"Your father attracts bees and butterflies too much. We'll test him and pick him up in a few days."

Software from sweet said: "good drop."

The carriage left soon.

Rong Qian looked at the carriage and glanced at Nangong Jin who had just gone out.

"Is that what you want to see?"

"I just want to see how capable a woman who can't be dealt with by demons, but I didn't expect it. It's just so."

Rong Qian was confused by Nangong Jin's words, and youyou said, "how do you know that the other party is not bored because he is jealous?"

"Do you think that's such a quiet woman?"

Nangong Jin looked at Rong Qian. After a long time, she continued: "she just forced the master to follow the rules and restore the dead look of gentle and polite. If Princess Murong came in, would she know that the master can only press her temper in order not to expose herself? What do you say she wants to do? Can you understand her? That woman is really a mystery, and she doesn't know what the saint is like in her heart. She must have been reluctant to give birth to the child, or she would have been raised in Phoenix for so many years. "