Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1577 Brother, I Love You
Liangyi hurried out of the Dendrobium Garden, leaning against a big apricot tree at the gate of the Dendrobium Garden, patting her chest in shock.

"Scared me!"

"Sister-in-law is pregnant, why is she running around by herself?"

Shentu Ling took Tangtang by the hand, turned out from the path behind the tree, and supported her: "Why did you scare my sister-in-law?"

Liangyi glanced at Tangtang, and Shentuling patted the little man's head: "Tangtang, go in and see your brother!"

As soon as Tangtang left, Liang Yi tugged at Shentu Ling and said, "Fifth brother and sister, do you think I'm stupid? I saw that the child looked a bit like the Eight Kings, and I couldn't speak for a while, so I said that the child Eyebrows and looks like him."

Liangyi almost slapped herself a few times, and said with a humble face: "It's hard for them to be like this now, and the Eighth King also dotes on that child. I'm talking too much, not to remind me of something."

Shentu Ling opened his eyes wide: "You also feel that this child looks like the Eight Kings?"

"Do you feel the same way?"

Liang Yi murmured strangely: "Speaking of which, it looks like the eight kings were carved out of the same mold, and the great lord also said that he was rescued from Nangong Liufeng. I heard that Nangong Liufeng... well, don't say it." Now, there may be some misunderstanding in this!"

Here, Liang Yi and Shen Tu Ling muttered for a long time at the gate of Hulan Garden.

Before I knew it, I had been overheard.

This person is the third son Xie Qianmei recalled by Xie Qianhan from Ouyang country, and the fourth son Xie Qianxiao sent the news from Paradise Island, and he was the first to receive it.

Then pass the news to Xuanyuan Kingdom to Xie Qianhao through Tianjian Pavilion, and then pass it back to Xueshanwu.

Liang Yi and Shen Tu Ling talked about this, and Xie Qianhan accompanied his third brother to see his sister, feeling that his wife was talking about her behind her back, and her face was dull.

He coughed lightly and asked, "Third Brother, what do you think of this matter?"

"According to the news from the fourth brother, if the child Wan'er was really planted in the wilderness, it would take two months to be born. Nangong Liufeng is so cunning by nature, maybe he intentionally misunderstood my sister and Xuanyuanchen. .”

Xie Qianmei said: "No matter what, Xuanyuanchen can be regarded as affectionate and righteous. Under such circumstances, he can still treat Wan'er's child as his own, and he can be regarded as deeply in love with his sister. You must find a way to test it out. That's good, if it's just a misunderstanding, everything will be happy."

"You have always had a lot of tricky ideas, but brother is not as good as you."

Xie Qianhan had a cold face: "Then make plans, go, go and see Wan'er."

"Little brother is so cute."

When Xie Qianmei and Xie Qianhan walked into the Dendrobium Garden, Xuanyuanchen was changing the diaper of the little bun who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

This child looks fair and clean, very lovable.

Tangtang looked at him curiously, and couldn't help pecking lightly on his face: "Brother, sister will love you, brother Tiantian will love you too..."

Halfway through Tangtang's speech, she covered the corner of her mouth and looked at the small Mo bowl on the bed in panic. Fortunately, she fell asleep anyway.

Tangtang Xiaojiling shook Xuanyuanchen's robe and asked, "Papa, why hasn't brother Tiantian come back to accompany me? He must also want to see little brother."

She stretched out a little finger, lightly poked Xiao Baozi's face, and laughed: "Brother, sister likes you, and brother will definitely like you too."

Xuanyuan Chen was stunned for a moment, and coaxed her helplessly: "Hey, don't make trouble with my brother, he is asleep. After a while, Papa will bring my brother back to accompany you."

"But Papa, you've been saying this for a long time!"

Tangtang shook her little head, looking at Xuanyuan Chen suspiciously, her bright eyes were full of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)