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Chapter 1132 Dressed as a Rebellious Vicious Stepmother 12

Chapter 1132 Dressed as a Rebellious Vicious Stepmother 12
The days in the other courtyard were relaxed and carefree, and Xihe almost forgot to go back to the city, until the old lady missed her grandson and was so anxious that she sent someone to send a letter asking them to go back earlier.

Xihe poked the little guy's chubby cheeks: "See how much you are favored."

The child raised his head, eyes full of doubts: "Mother?"

There is a circle of white mustache on the lips, which is even more ignorant and cute.

Xihe laughed, this is ice cream.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. Two days ago, she instructed Luwu to make the ancient version of ice cream.Although the taste is not as good as modern ones, it is still a favorite of the little ones, and they clamor for it all day long.

Xihe wiped it off for him with a handkerchief, and just about to get up, Meng Yuchuan walked over.

He is wearing a blue robe today, the material is light and thin, and when the wind blows, he feels like he is floating in the sky, not like a military officer, but like a Taoist priest in a Taoist temple not far away.

"Daddy!"

Meng Huaiyu grinned, revealing a row of small teeth.

Meng Yuchuan sat down cross-legged, touched the little guy's head, and looked at Xihe: "My lady."

Xihe handed the letter to him, and when he finished reading it, he propped his chin with both hands and said with a smile, "Husband, I will leave it to you on the way to Huaiyu." The meaning is self-evident.

Meng Yuchuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and sighed, "I'm afraid it won't work."

Xihe:? ? ?
"The imperial decree to confer the Marquis has been issued, and we all have to go back to listen to the decree."

After finishing speaking, seeing her face collapse instantly, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, and she couldn't help but raised her hand to touch her head.

Xihe slapped her away: "I'm not your daughter."

Sigh, life in the other hospital is easy, she still wants to stay for a few more days.

Thinking of this, he glanced at someone.

"Master."

"Ok?"

"After receiving the order, I will come again."

Meng Yuchuan said 'hmm', but didn't say yes or no.

Xihe stared at him, and didn't get a word until night.

The next day, the maids started to pack their things. The little guy knew he was going back to the city soon, so he was completely stunned.

Seeing this, Xihe took out a top and asked the boy to take him to play in the yard. After a while, there were bursts of laughter in the yard. Xihe looked at it and smiled unconsciously.

"Young madam, do you want to help clean up the son's things?"

"Where is the green bamboo?"

"It should be following the son of the world."

Xihe looked around and saw that most of the people around Meng Yuchuan were gone. After thinking for a while, he said, "You guys clean up first, I'll ask the Shizi."

Meng Yuchuan's things are taken care of by the servants around him, and the maids can't touch them at all. Besides, as Lord Marquis and a general with great power in his hands, the maids don't dare to touch his things at will. If they take something by mistake, A few heads are not enough to drop.

Along the way, maids and servants were busy shuttling in the yard, arranging things.

Xihe walked to the study on the small stone road.

Knocked on the door and went in.

Meng Yuchuan was sitting in front of the long desk, writing with a pen, with a serious look on his face.

Xihe walked over and explained the matter. Meng Yuchuan called out 'Qingzhu', and Qingzhu hurried to clean up.

The study suddenly became quiet, Meng Yuchuan was still immersed in writing, Xihe looked left and right, thinking that he should stop disturbing others here, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Miss."

Meng Yuchuan put down his pen.

He folded the paper and put it in the letter.

Then he raised his head, smiled and waved: "Come here."

Xihe walked over suspiciously, and Meng Yuchuan pressed her to sit on the chair, and then, as if by magic, he took out a stack of attractive pastries from nowhere: "Taste Wufangzhai's dim sum."

Wufangzhai is a well-known pastry shop in the capital, and the supply is in short supply every day. Any government who wants to taste it needs to queue up early.

Xihe glanced at him in bewilderment, and a piece was stuffed in his mouth the next second.

Xihe stared.

Meng Yuchuan smiled and groaned: "Is it delicious?"

Xihe chewed with puffed cheeks, her eyes lit up, and she looked at him.

Meng Yuchuan pursed his lips and smiled, then twisted another piece for her, and sat aside, watching her happily eating with a smile.

At that time, people regarded thinness as beauty, and women dared not eat too much, and their waists should be kept slim. The original owner used to want to be better than others because of his background. He ate like a bird, taking a small bite at a time.

After Xihe came, he deeply felt that "one step and three breaths" was too weak, so he let go of his stomach to eat.

In the past few days in the other hospital, the whole person has become rounder visible to the naked eye.

The pale face became rosy, the eyes were full of energy, and the skinny wrists became more sensual.

After feeding and eating, the atmosphere in the study was just right. With a sound of 'squeak', the nanny pushed the door in with a tea gu and smiled: "Master, this is a slave..."

When he looked up, he saw two people sitting together in the study.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Xihe blinked and was about to speak, when the pastry moved around her mouth, she subconsciously bit it... After chewing a few mouthfuls, she felt that this was a bit inappropriate, so she quickly swallowed it.

Who knew that he swallowed too fast, choked, and coughed.

Meng Yuchuan quickly brought over the tea, she caught it, and felt alive after drinking it.

Xihe resisted the embarrassment and looked at the nanny: "Did the nanny come to see the son?"

But the nanny didn't seem to hear, her eyes were fixed on the cakes on the table, and she gritted her teeth. She went to the city to buy them specially! !

Without a response, Xihe had no choice but to look at Meng Yuchuan, and signaled with his eyes: I'm looking for you.

Meng Yuchuan patted her hand on the back and went down, wrapped her arms around the slender waist, and looked at the nanny: "What's the matter?"

The clear and clear male voice pulled back the nanny's flying soul, quickly lowered her head, and said in a muffled voice: "The servant has stewed chicken soup, bring it here, let the lady have a taste."

Xihe: "..."

This is taking her for a fool.

Meng Yuchuan said lightly, "Let it go."

The nanny stepped forward in small steps, put the chicken soup on the table, and couldn't help but raise her eyes when she put it down, and saw the golden and precious son-in-law was wiping the crumbs around the young lady's mouth with a handkerchief, with intoxicating tenderness in his eyes.

She tightened her grip on Duanpan, how could the Shizi fall in love with such a woman with a bad reputation?

The nanny's gaze was undisguised, Xihe looked over.

The nanny trembled and hurriedly lowered her head.

"The slaves retire."

After the person left, Xihe pushed Meng Yuchuan: "What's the matter with you and the nanny?"

One original match is fine, and now there is another nanny.

Pushing him hard, wanting to stay away from him, he suddenly heard his rather pleasant laughter: "Is the lady jealous?" Then before she could turn her face, she said, "I don't know my husband, this is her first time Come to my husband once."

It means that the nanny has never come here before.

Xihe didn't believe it, and pointed to the pastry: "What about this one?"

Don't think that she didn't see the look in Nanny's eyes just now, this pastry was obviously sent by her, good guy, she can still lie.

Meng Yuchuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This is from Qingye."

Qingye and Qingzhu are siblings, they both work under his command and are quite trusted.

Seeing him not talking, Meng Yuchuan's heart moved. He looked into her eyes, half joking and half serious, and said, "Doesn't a wife understand the heart of a husband? Except for a wife, a husband will never be tempted by anyone."

"What about Mrs. Zheng?"

(End of this chapter)

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