"Zhu Er......" He looked at the little man in his arms, her smile was so pure, innocent, no worries, carefree, just like an angel.

And her eyes are shining It's really similar to iris Wei!

When Zhu Er heard his low voice, she smiled at him and revealed the shallow pear vortex on her cheek. Then she put her short arm around his neck and kissed him on his face.

"How lovely zhu'er is!" His voice is extremely spoiled, and his gentle eyes are almost dripping.

Fortunately, it was a dream, and his zhu'er was still there.

Zhu'er laughed again and again, but then he was attracted by the ink hair scattered on his shoulders and began to play with his long hair with her pink fingers like green onions.

"Just after Zhu Er woke up from her nap, she came running here in a hurry..." It sounds like a lark in front of the red paint door. It's sweet and clear. It's so comfortable to listen to.

Then the woman came in wearing a white mop tobacco cage Plum Blossom White Water skirt, the outer cover of which was the moon Satin Embroidered jade orchid flying butterfly thin shirt. A pair of slender jade hands hung lightly on her chest, and the sleeves were embroidered with delicate golden butterfly. On her chest, a few threads of lace were hooked out. The skirt was placed as thin as a mist cage to shed silk yarn. It was dignified and graceful as a orchid.

There is a pile of Silver Butterfly Earrings hanging beside the ear. A silver hairpin is used to hold the black hair, which is then coiled into a delicate willow leaf hairpin, and then a magnolia is put on. It looks fresh, beautiful and elegant. The scholarly temperament revealed from the bones is more like a pot of wine brewed for ten years, and the more you taste it, the more fragrant it will be.

The woman went to Mu Jin and put a Pink Embroidered butterfly thin shirt on Zhu Er's body.

Zhu'er, who is held in her arms by mujin, holds mujin's long black hair with a small hand, and points to the magnolia flower that the woman pinned on her head with a small hand.

With a smile, the woman reached for the Magnolia on her head and smiled gently at mujin: "this is the one Zhu Er picked for his concubine this morning. Is it nice, prince?"

Mujin looked at the woman in front of her eyes. She was noble and elegant, with a sweet and comfortable temperament. Then she opened her red lips lightly and said with a soft voice: "nice!"

The woman smiled gently again, and her white face was tinged with a light red halo: "Zhu Er is three years old now, or is she sticking to the crown prince like this. Listen to the mammies, just when Zhu Er took a nap, she asked you to accompany her to sleep!"

With that, the woman gently points zhu'er's nose with her index finger, which makes zhu'er laugh again and hide in Mu Jin's arms.

When mujin heard this, her eyes were dark. Zhu Er was three years old, but she still couldn't speak. Taiyi said it was brought out of her mother's womb. It was born and can't be cured.

But he still loves zhu'er very much and won't let zhu'er get a little hurt in the future.

"What Zhu Er wants to do, let her alone!" Mujin looks at zhu'er, who is playing with his long hair in her arms, and dotes on her.

All the women smiled and nodded their heads. Then they went out to Mu Jinfu.

Mujin looks at the back of the woman Qianli. They have been married for several years, and they are always respectful to each other.

She was born in a century old Zanying family. She was influenced by the family's scholarly spirit from her childhood. Although her appearance was not excellent, it was very comfortable to watch.

At the beginning, he chose her to be the crown princess. First, he thought that she was from a scholarly family, knowledgeable and reasonable. Second, he thought that she was talented, smart, well behaved and elegant.

In the past few years of marriage, she has been unshakable, shouldering the responsibility of the crown princess, taking care of his daily life, never inviting contributions and flattering, not to mention being jealous.

She seems gentle and virtuous, dignified and generous, but in fact, she is strong and firm.

She knew that he married her only because of his crown prince's identity, so in recent years, she has not actively approached him, and she has always been on the back and forth in his affairs, and has not overstepped one step by virtue of her crown princess's identity.

When he needs her, she stands behind him silently. When he doesn't need her, she never disturb him.

So he felt a little guilty about her and always made up for her in some way.

Attitude from the previous cold to the present peace!

In the end, such a woman is exactly what he wants, but he thinks of the woman named Wei iris in his dream. Somehow, her every move, her provocation, her false obedience and her unruly nature can always hook up the string in his heart, and then let him sink in step by step.

Compared with Yun Shu's gentle and virtuous, he prefers Wei iris's calm, flexible and hateful nature.

But it was a dream so real that he even hoped it wasn't a dream.

If there is no hatred in the dream, his Zhu Er is still there, and he is still the prince of Nanyue state, he will definitely choose Wei iris!

Mujin thought, there was a pain in her scalp. Zhu Er played with his long hair and pulled it gently from time to time. Maybe it was heavy. He felt a little pain.

Mujin's eyes are still full of doting. She reaches out her hand and softens her head. She is ready to hold her to tickle the parrot in the corridor.

However, at this time, the palace maids playing under the apricot tree suddenly screamed in horror. For a while, the fighting, swords, and screams were all interlaced together, even when the weather was just fine and the clouds rolled.

"Prince, the king of Zongzheng is rebellious and rebellious. Let's go!" A bodyguard suddenly came to him, and then he saw Yunshu, who was walking on the arched bridge not far away, stabbed to death by a sword at the bridge head. The bright red blood flowed out of her body, and a gorgeous peony was fainted on the white mop, plum blossom and white water skirt.

She stopped the magnolia flower on her head, because her tottering body fell off her hair. He looked at her from afar, watching her maintain her dignity and dignity as a crown princess before she died. Then, her body slowly fell on the ground like a falling jade bead, her look of panic and helplessness faded from her eyes in the future, but her noble and elegant But it still exists.

Next second, Muxi covers zhu'er's eyes, points his toes to the ground, and flies quickly to the eaves. However, hundreds of archers have been ambushed on the roof.

Just waiting for him to fly up the eaves, bow and arrow!

Mujin looks down at zhu'er in her arms. At this time, zhu'er is quiet. Although she can't speak, she can make a babbling voice. At this moment, she is so quiet that she doesn't even cry.

Suddenly, he remembered the dream he had just had. When his seventh uncle, the king of Zongzheng, conspired against and rebelled, he was not in the prince's mansion at all, not even in the Nanyue state. When he learned that he was going back to Nanyue state, the killer sent by the king of Zongzheng had already come after him.