My daughter's face is limp and small. She can hold any emotion.

Get along for a long time then know, this facial paralysis's small expression, has each kind of undulating mood.

Happy, depressed, fidgety and angry, sometimes it's just a small change. People like Prince Lian and Wei Ziqin can see something from her small face.

Lord Qiao Qiao is sitting in a critical position, holding a plum jar in his hand. He has not lost a single plum jar.

"I haven't seen the emptiness for days. Go to Huainan Bofu today and come back by the way. It's better to pick up Kongkong. " Wei Ziqin suggested.

"All right." This kid is bored. But he is not used to it.

When it comes to emptiness, Wei Ziqin can't help sighing.

"I didn't expect that the empty monk was connected with Xiaomo's blood. What's his name? "

Small face paralysis can't help but one Leng.

She doesn't know the empty name.

Listen to Niang in there to break off to pull, one face curiously says, "ink empty?"

The arbor drew the corner of his mouth, and suddenly he thought, "why don't I get one for the little monk?"

As a little harmony mother, it's not natural for her to give her a name or something!

"No need." Wei Ziqin waves her hands repeatedly, feeling that she can't let her daughter sink the little grandson.

"I think it's called Mokong! It's simple and catchy. " Wei Ziqin quickly said, "it's OK to write."

The little monk is very literate and has a brilliant literary talent. My mother is worried about changing the name of the little monk. She can't write, isn't she worried too much?

The tree left its mouth, and nodded, "well."

Wei Ziqin talked with her daughter all the way, and soon the carriage arrived at the path in front of Huainan Bofu.

Huainan Bofu is located in the west part of the city.

There is a stone path in front of the door, which can only accommodate a carriage. The road is a little bumpy, and the whole journey will take about a quarter of an hour.

Most of the people who can receive the invitation from Huainan Bofu are the famous ladies in Longyan city.

There are ladies of the government and ladies of the families.

Wei Ziqin's carriage arrived later.

When I turned to the stone road in front of me, there was a block in front of me. I heard a faint quarrel coming with the wind.

The tree opened a curtain, looked out, and immediately dropped the curtain.

Out of the window, there was a misty rain. At a glance, I saw the wet raindrops, which immediately made the little princess lose the interest of looking again.

Wei Ziqin knows her daughter's heart very well. She can't help laughing.

She also went up to lift the curtain and looked at it for a while through the rain and fog. "It seems that there were two carriages in front of her

Soon, the coachman, dressed in coir raincoat, hurried to the window to report, "madam, crown princess, there is a carriage in front of you that turns sideways, and now the road is blocked."

Wei Ziqin can't help but frown. This stone path is the only way to Huainan Bofu. If it's blocked, it won't be easy.

"My God. What can I do? " Just as he was talking, a lady's voice came from a carriage behind.

The coachman, Wei Ziqin, reported, "look at this situation. The road behind is blocked by the endless carriages. It's impossible to turn around at all."

"Madame was waiting in the car for a while, and the old slave went to the front to inquire about the news."

"Hard work for you."