My princess is black

Chapter 1185 1220. As long as the emperor is young (10)

Di Juechen's fine-boned hands trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look at her. Seeing her expectant expression, he really couldn't bear to refuse. In the end, he nodded...and put his head down to eat hard.

Seeing that these two people ignored him, Di Shaoqing suddenly felt embarrassed, and couldn't help but move closer to Mo Yan'er, "Yan'er, look, I agree, they don't seem to have heard."

Mo Yan'er rolled her eyes at him with black lines all over her head, "You can eat."

……

After dinner, Su Wangchuan and Young Master Di walked back from Mo Yan'er's palace, digesting and digesting... Along the way, Young Master Di had a paralyzed face, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Su Wangchuan tilted his head and glanced at him, secretly guessing the mood of Young Master Di, he didn't ask anything?Will it be suffocated?

"Master Di? Don't you have anything you want to ask me?" Since he didn't ask, Su Wangchuan had no choice but to ask.

"Huh?" Di Juechen made a gorgeous questioning sound at the end, "What should I ask?"

Su Wangchuan: "..."

Speechless for a moment, Su Wangchuan calmed down for a few seconds, "Don't you want to ask how I got so close to your mother?"

Di Juechen was a little puzzled, "Do I need to ask?"

"Eh?" Su Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you worried that your mother will bully me?"

"She won't." Young Master Di's tone was very firm.

Tsk...co-author?Is she thinking too much?Did Young Master Di come here in such a hurry because he was worried that she would be bullied by his queen?
"Yo...you know your mother so well?" Young Master Di, you call it Mensao! ! !
"It's not that I understand." Di Juechen turned his head awkwardly, "I trust them."

It turned out that Young Master Di knew very well in his heart that his father and mother loved him, but they, like him, didn't know how to express it.

"Okay! I know." Su Wangchuan dragged him forward, "I trust them too, let's go home quickly."

The setting sun gradually faded away, elongating the shadows of the two people, gradually lingering together.

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in the palace.

After finishing the meal, Di Shaoqing was left out in the cold. Mo Yan'er curled her lips and stood aside, not knowing what to record. It has always been Mo Yan'er's habit to record the dossier, otherwise, Su Wangchuan would not have seen it. So full of family history.

Di Shaoqing approached Mo Yan'er coyly, and stared at her with her chin on her hands, "Yan'er, you haven't told me yet? Why are you so happy?"

Mo Yan'er frowned, "Don't make noise."

Di Shaoqing: "..." Unhappy emotions instantly surfaced on his face, patience, it is equal to meeting, and Yan'er will take care of him when he finishes recording.

After a while... Di Shaoqing couldn't bear the loneliness again.

He got up from the table, walked around behind Mo Yan'er, and hugged her gently from behind, wanting to see what she was recording?
"Yan'er..." Di Shaoqing whispered her name in her ear aggrievedly, "When will you finish recording? What are you doing recording so many things?"

"For Chuan'er." Yan'er's brows and eyes were full of smiles, "She will need it when she becomes the head of the house in the future."

Di Shaoqing touched his nose and frowned, "Yan'er? You seem to like Xiao Chuan very much?"

"Yeah." Mo Yan'er nodded, "The little girl is very smart, and she handles things sharply, she has the demeanor of being a housewife."

Di Shaoqing was a little surprised, "So, you plan to train her?"

　【Ask for a ticket, ask for a monthly pass...】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)