Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 1167 Where is the mourning hall
Yue Jianxi looked up at her son, but little persimmon just looked at Princess Xuan indifferently, and asked innocently: "Daddy, they all say I look like you, why does this ugly grandma say I look like mother... Mother is much prettier than me."

Yue Jianxi's worried eyes disappeared in an instant, how could this bastard be bullied by this old woman?

How could that be her son.

Lian Lusheng looked at his face carefully and carefully: "Well, the nose and face are like father's, but the smile is like mother's. Grandma is old, and her eyes are a little blurry."

Lian Lusheng answered solemnly, as if he didn't notice his son's adjective at all.

Princess Xuan was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, Mama Du whispered from the side, "Little Persimmon, this is your grandma, how can you say grandma is ugly."

Little Persimmon pursed her mouth: "It's ugly, I'm not lying."

Yue Jianxi stretched out her head and yelled twice, looking extremely happy.

He didn't forget to make a face at Concubine Xuan and stick out his little tongue.

It's okay for Princess Xuan to be scolded by a little milk baby for being ugly, but also despised by a little pet, how can she bear it...

"What does this breed?"

Little Persimmon replied happily: "It's Little Silver Fox. Dad and I like her very much. She will scratch people's faces when she is unhappy."

Yue Jianxi stretched out her paws in cooperation, and made a gesture of shaving her face fiercely at Princess Xuan.

Concubine Xuan only felt a pain on her face, as if someone had really scratched her.

"Little persimmon, you can't raise such a dangerous thing. No wonder it's so disrespectful." Princess Xuan sat up and sighed: "Ayu, you have to manage a country now, so you must have no time to discipline him, and Jian Xi is not here. Now, let me take him as a grandma."

Little Persimmon is upset: "Father, the ugly grandma said I don't have manners, what is manners?" Lian Liansheng hooked his lips: "Etiquette, as long as you are strong enough, it will be what you say. .”

Both Concubine Xuan and Mama Du were so startled that their eyes almost rolled out. How could anyone teach their sons like this? She had never taught Ah Yu like this.

Little Persimmon chuckled happily: "Daddy, I think telling the truth is the best courtesy."

Yue Jianxi couldn't help but want to pat his little fox paws, her son is really a god teammate, always so awesome.

On the opposite side, the acting pair of Concubine Xuan and Mama Du seemed to have been stuffed with cow dung. Telling the truth is good manners.

Do you know what it means to say no evil!

Sure enough, it was the woman's son, without any courtesy.

"Well, little persimmon is right, I will reward you with a BMW." What Lian Lusheng said made Princess Xuan almost fail to come up.

She couldn't help but said: "Ah Yu, children can't get used to it like this. If you don't teach it well, you will lose face to your regent."

Lian Lusheng raised his eyebrows: "Who dares to say that the prince's son is right?"

Princess Xuan was too familiar with this tone, and she was the same with that woman back then, she couldn't say anything bad about her, anyone who dared to say it would be killed directly, regardless of whether they would be criticized or not.

"Of course no one dares to say it, but there are always times when he wants to stand alone."

Princess Xuan wisely changed her attitude.

"Mother, did you call me here today to tell me how to take care of the child?" Lian Hesheng's voice suddenly turned cold.

Concubine Xuan shook her head: "No, no, mother only found out about Jian Xi's death today, and I feel sorry for her..."?"

Then the mother will go to the wake, and I will talk about other things later. Lian Lusheng stood up holding the little persimmon, walked to the door without looking back, paused for a moment and said indifferently: "Mother doesn't want to know where Xi'er's mourning hall is?" "

(End of this chapter)