Princess, be nice

Chapter 372
Yue Qingrong looked at Old Madam Yue who was above the main seat, with a hint of yearning in her eyes.

"mother."

Holding Yue Qingrong's hand, Old Madam Yue burst into tears, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

"Well, I won't be leaving in the future." Yue Qingrong replied in a low voice.

"Where is your lord, when will you come back? Why did you come back suddenly by yourself without even a letter?" After the mood calmed down, Old Madam Yue asked.

Speaking of Prince Yu, Yue Qingrong's eyes paused for a moment, and soon returned to his usual expression, "The prince is still finishing work at the border, and he will be back within three months at the latest."

"That's good." Only then did Mrs. Yue feel relieved, "This home is better than the border."

"Well, what mother said is."

Yuan Changhuan stood on one side, watching the mother and daughter talking intimately without making a sound, but Old Madam Yue, after recovering from the surprise of seeing her daughter, smiled kindly, "Yuanyuan is here too. , the color is getting better."

"Grandmother's complexion is good." Yuan Chang smiled and complimented, but not obsequiously.

Old Madam Yue is gentle and tolerant by nature, so why does her mother-in-law have nothing like Old Madam Yue in her temper?

It's a pity in Yuan Chang's heart.

His face was calm and unruffled, with a smile on his face.

In front of the old matriarch, Yue Qingrong didn't take her seriously, and said in a calm voice, "Let nanny take you out for a walk."

"Yes."

Yuan Changhuan didn't want to stay here at first, especially in front of his mother-in-law, who was very depressed. Even the kind old lady Yue couldn't neutralize the dull atmosphere.

It's better to go out for a stroll by yourself.

This Anyuanbo mansion has beautiful scenery.

As she walked, she arrived at the gazebo where Xie Ci coaxed her with rice dumplings last time.

Sister Yan followed her step by step, always correcting her walking pace and the level of her speech.

Annoying.

Yuan Changhuan's repressed temper was almost provoked by her.

"Nurse Yan, this concubine wants to go to the gazebo to be quiet." Yuan Changhuan narrowed his beautiful and fierce peach blossom eyes, and his voice was clear and indifferent.

Nurse Yan's body was slightly stiff, but she shook her head respectfully, "The old slave is ordered by the princess to follow the princess's death."

"Heh..." Yuan Changhuan sneered, and walked slowly up the rockery.

No scruples about Nanny Yan's old legs and waist.

When she got into the gazebo, Nanny Yan was still on the rockery.

"Isn't this the Royal Prince and the First Concubine? Why didn't you stay at home to serve His Excellency Xie and ran away here?"

Yingying's frivolous and mocking voice sounded.

Yuan Changhuan took a closer look, and besides Yingying, there were several young girls in fine clothes in the gazebo, who looked at her curiously, enviously, or contemptuously.

With red lips slightly hooked, Yuan Changhuan walked over.

Raising her plain hand slightly, Yingying's chin was raised, as if she was looking at it carefully, "Oh, so it's the fifth princess."

"You..." Yingying looked at Yuan Changhuan's captivating face so close at hand, her breath was suffocated, as if she was stained with something dirty, "Ah, get out of here!"

He shook off Yuan Changhuan's hand.

But Yuan Changhuan pinched her chin tightly.

She can't get rid of it.

And Yuan Changhuan was getting closer and closer under her frightened eyes, with a playful and evil smile on the corner of his lips, "The fifth princess is afraid, what are you afraid of?"

This kind of Yuan Changhuan looks like a monster who sucks human essence and blood.

Especially those treacherous and evil peach eyes.

Yingying couldn't break free, she was like a clown, her hands and feet fluttered.

The noble ladies present looked at this scene with more vigilant eyes.

As soon as Sister Yan came up, she saw the scene of the concubine bullying the fifth princess, she turned her head and said, "Hurry up..."

(End of this chapter)