Princess, be nice

Chapter 1217

"Ci'er, you're back." Xie Qingyan stepped forward to greet her, and was the first to react.

Double entendre.

This back has two meanings.

Others don't know, but Xie Ci is very clear, thin lips are slightly raised, and the smile is gentle and moist, "The son is back."

"Ci'er..." After witnessing her son walking like a corpse for more than three years, Yue Qingrong realized that she would rather be like this, who looks warm and jade like jade, but is actually alienated from her cold son.

At least, he still has the mind to hide.

And in the past three years, he did not hide his emotions at all, killing bloody.

Let Yue Qingrong not accept it for more than a year, and the son he carefully cultivated has become such a character, and finally accepted his fate.

"Father, mother, come in and have a seat?"

Xie Ci said calmly and happily, "You have something to say to your son."

They didn't think it was strange that their son guessed their thoughts. It would be strange if they couldn't guess, "There is indeed something, go in and talk about it." Xie Qingyan, as the head of the family, coughed lightly, and stepped back Emperor's Mansion.

"Your Imperial Master's Mansion has not changed much from before." Xie Qingyan sighed.

Xie Ci's brows and eyes were indifferent, "If the father, mother and concubine want to move back, they can do so at any time."

"Now this is the Imperial Master's Mansion, not the Prince Yu's Mansion. How proper is it for me and your mother and concubine to move in? Besides, what will happen to the Prince Yu's Mansion when we move in?" Xie Qingyan refused.

When he arrived at the inner hall of Xingzhixuan, Xie Qingyan subconsciously pricked up his ears, wanting to hear what was going on next door.

Xie Ci found out easily, "Father, you are personally probing, what do walls have ears?"

In a flat tone, he was talking about his own father.

Xie Qingyan was ridiculed by her son, but she was not angry, instead she sighed, "Father saw that little kid next door, he is..."

"Yuan Miao." Xie Ci knew who the baby he was talking about was known to Yuan Chengning's father, so besides Miao Miao, there were no other children next door.

"Yuan Miao?" Xie Qingyan frowned slightly, "He is..."

In fact, Xie Qingyan mainly wanted to ask if he was Xie Ci's son, but Xie Ci didn't say anything. Instead, he ignored this question and started the next one directly, "Father, you have time to go to Rongyuan Hou's mansion, and Rong Waiting for the resolution of my reconciliation with Yuanyuan."

"What?" Yue Qingrong was the first to exclaim, "Ci'er, why is it so sudden?"

For more than three years, he didn't want to reconcile with Yuan Changhuan. Why is he suddenly reconciling now? Could it be that the son is sure that the child is not his?
Countless thoughts burst out in the minds of Yue Qingrong and Xie Qingyan.

Xie Ci was the most leisurely, tapping the table with his fingers, "I will fulfill her whatever she wants."

……

Until Yue Qingrong and Xie Qingyan left the Emperor's Mansion, they still had lingering fears. Yue Qingrong caressed her heart gently, "Husband, what do you think about this child, Ci'er, who wants to reconcile and leave us at the same time?" Conflict with the Yuan family."

How can there be two families who can still love each other after reconciliation and separation? Isn't this embarrassing for them?

Xie Qingyan thought about it for a long time, "In short, for the lifelong event Ci'er said, let's listen to him."

"I hope that I can hold my grandson in my lifetime." Xie Qingyan sighed.

Yue Qingrong fell silent for a moment.

She also wants to hug her grandson.

……

The Yuan family, not far away, knew nothing about what happened in the Emperor's Mansion next door.

(End of this chapter)