Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 424 Birthday gift (3)
Xia Ziheng saw Xia Yumeng's frosty face, and said calmly, "Have you taken a fancy to the little prince?"

Xia Yumeng's eyes were filled with desolation, and she didn't answer, but Xia Ziheng was basically sure.

"It's not good who you like, but you just fell in love with the person you can't like the least. Do you know whose life the emperor wants most? What is his purpose of eradicating the four big foreign surname palaces and the four big families? This Murong Yu is one Hidden danger, don't ruin yourself for him. The last time you took the initiative to send someone to assassinate Xia Qingge in Lingxiao Mountain, the emperor was already angry about it. What's more, with Murong Yu's ability, how can you not find out who is behind the scenes? With how much he cares about Xia Qingge, I'm afraid it's impossible for you to become his woman." Xia Ziheng persuaded him earnestly, there are countless women around him, and women inside and outside the mansion have given birth to ten if not twenty children. Eighth, for him, heirs are not what he is worried about, so he doesn't care much about these children. Among this group of daughters, the daughter born to the main wife is the most like himself. Therefore, what does he have to do? Let her be by her side and participate in it.

Xia Yumeng didn't flinch because of Xia Ziheng's words, but the contempt and sarcasm on her face were deeply rooted.

"Father, how long has one person loved another person? When you married your mother back then, didn't you still dote on her? But now? Huh! The most talked-about relationship between King Jin and Yang Ziyuan back then The relationship can be said to be vigorous and famous all over the world. Jin Wang Mingming has the world at his fingertips, but in the end he was usurped by a certain dynasty for a woman. He married his uncle when he was young, and before he gave birth to a daughter, let alone the uncle, he and Aunt Feng were childhood sweethearts since childhood, and for Aunt Feng's sake, she repeatedly disobeyed the old lady's wishes, but what happened later? Did he just abandon Aunt Feng? Falling in love with Yang Ziyuan? What I have seen and heard has taught me that feelings are the most unreliable thing, so I firmly believe that as long as I want something, including a man, I will He can rely on his own means to get it. He loves Xia Qingge deeply now, and he doesn't guarantee that he will only love this woman in the future. What are you fighting for?" To get Murong Yu, Xia Qingge had to disappear.

Xia Ziheng wanted to say something to persuade her, but after hearing what she said, he felt that there was no reason to say it, so he shook his head and chuckled: "Your mother has done so many wrong things in her life that I can't even I don't even have the interest to look at her more, but I have to admit that she gave birth to a good daughter for me, it's just a pity, if you are a man, our Duke Xiu's future will definitely have a bright future."

Xia Zimeng sneered: "Daughter doesn't like to hear father's words. It doesn't mean that I can't do better than a man as a daughter."

"Okay, okay! You are indeed more competitive than most men." Xia Ziheng nodded in agreement, liking his daughter more and more.

"Let's not talk about that, uncle will return home tomorrow, my daughter has an idea, I don't know what father thinks."

"Huh? Let's hear it?" Xia Ziheng immediately put away the joke and looked at Xia Zimeng seriously.

"Tomorrow when my uncle returns home, I think we should take this opportunity to move back to the house together. Now that my grandmother is not in good health, we can also take this opportunity to stay by her side and show some filial piety. What does father think?"

Xia Ziheng understood, nodded and said: "Yes, it's time for us to come back. After moving out for so many years, it's time to settle the accounts for them."

"Miss, what are you doing?" Qiaolan saw her young lady sitting on a chair busy with her work, so she walked up to watch curiously.

Mu Jin, who was helping Xia Qingge make the mattress, couldn't help looking back curiously.

A look of unnaturalness flashed across Xia Qingge's face, and he pressed the white cloth in his hand towards his arms, pretending to be nonchalant and said: "It's nothing, I have nothing to do recently, I just want to learn some sewing, um, time It's getting late, you should go down and rest earlier!"

Qiaolan glanced at the things in Xia Qingge's arms, said "Oh" half-believingly, and put a freshly brewed pot of tea in front of Xia Qingge: "Miss, the servant is outside tonight, if you have any orders, just call the servant that is."

"No need!" Xia Qingge raised his eyes and glanced outside: "Just close the doors and windows before you leave. I'm not used to you staying outside. Go back and rest!"

"But the third master just said this today, your typhoid fever hasn't recovered yet, servant girl, it's better to stay here safely!" Qiaolan said in a very embarrassing way.

Seeing this, Xia Qingge deliberately put on a face and said, "Are you listening to me or the third master? If you listen to the third master, I will give you to him tomorrow!"

"Miss!" Qiaolan flattened her mouth aggrieved, Xia Qingge couldn't help laughing when she saw her aggrieved, "Okay, if you don't want to follow the third master, hurry down!"

"Okay!" Qiaolan gave Xia Qingge a depressed look. At this time, Mu Jin also made up the bed and came forward to say: "Miss, since you don't let us keep watch, slaves have to choose from among the twelve immortals." Two people have been selected to watch the night, and now the capital is not as peaceful as it used to be, so you should listen to your servant."

"Well, let's arrange it according to what you said." Xia Qingge thought about it for a while, and felt that the current form really needs to be careful, so he nodded in response.

After Mujin and Qiaolan went down together, Xia Qingge picked up the soon-to-be-finished robe in her arms and took a closer look, staring at the delicate dark patterns of plum blossoms on it, she couldn't help but exclaim in her heart, what is she doing?Did she even realize that it took three or four days to make a robe for Murong Yu?
This - if that guy finds out about this, wouldn't it be frustrating?

Thinking of this, Xia Qingge raised his hand and threw it away, and left the robe in his hand on the chair opposite, staring at the snow-white silk brocade cloth in a daze, after thinking for a moment, he couldn't help getting up and picking it up again.

He comforted himself: "It took three or four days to make it, it's a pity to throw it away, and tomorrow is his birthday, so it's not too much to give something as a congratulatory gift, right?"

Thinking of this, Xia Qingge smiled in relief, picked up the clothes in his hand, sat down again, and began to mend them seriously.

"What are you doing?" A clear voice came into her ears softly, Xia Qingge's hand holding the needle and thread couldn't help shaking, raised his eyes to meet the white figure flying in from the window, and reflexively moved his hand His robes were hidden behind his back.

"Nothing! Why are you here?"

Murong Yu glanced at the things behind her, and chuckled lightly: "Of course I miss you."

(End of this chapter)