The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 322 "You scared Cha Cha."

Concubine Hua took Concubine Ning's arm and asked with a smirk on her face, "What do you think of this future son-in-law, sister?"

Concubine Ning was shocked by Concubine Hua's words.

son in law?

She hasn't thought about it yet, she always feels that it's still early and Chacha is still young.

However, if this person is Murong Ying, Concubine Ning recalled that on the day at the pier, Murong Ying showed up at a critical moment and escorted the arrow-shot Long Live Lord, and her and Chacha to the carriage, he really showed an extraordinary behavior Courage and fearless aura.

Although Concubine Ning was focused on bandaging Long Live Lord's wound at the time and didn't pay much attention to Murong Ying, but in retrospect now, she was indeed a rare young man with extraordinary aura.

Concubine Ning pursed her lips and smiled, and walked towards Tingzhu Palace with Concubine Hua: "If Chacha will reach the age of marriage, Prince Murong is indeed a good choice, but I will still respect Chacha's own wishes, after all, the shoes are suitable. If it doesn't fit, only you know."

Concubine Hua took the opportunity to launch a wave of rainbow farts: "Wow! Does such a good mother really exist? Sister, I didn't know you. I think all the paintings, mountains and rivers in this world are stunning, but after getting to know you, Only then did I realize that all the beautiful things in this world are to pave the way for your stunning beauty in the world!"

Concubine Ning was so teased that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, and just now she smiled, and Concubine Ning also became funny, she saluted on the spot: "The beautiful sister in the world thank you for the fairy sister."

Concubine Hua smiled and showed her back molars: "Hahahaha!"

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Murong Ying found the imperial dining room.

At this time, the dinner time had passed, and the imperial cooks in the imperial dining room also left. After King Jin Yuan came, he felt that he was in the way, so he also drove away the little father-in-law who was on duty.

In the entire imperial dining room, only the room in the middle was brightly lit, and the shadows cast on the windows, one was waving a ladle in front of the fire, the other was jumping and clapping excitedly in place, and the fragrance soon filled the air.

No matter how delicious the food is, in Murong Ying's heart, Chacha is not worth mentioning.

In the master kitchen of the imperial dining room, Murong Ying showed his head from outside the door.

King Jinyuan was keenly aware of Murong Ying immediately, while Chacha's attention was still absorbed in the egg fried rice that was about to be cooked.

This... It is said that the brat who disappeared with Chacha on his shoulders as soon as we met, dared to play Chacha's idea, he didn't have a good face. Where are you supposed to come from?"

Finally found Chacha, how could Murong Ying leave so easily?

"You can all come, why can't I?"

Besides, he came to look for Chacha, and he didn't get close to him, a cook who only knows how to cook.

"Gege!" Chacha waved her little hand, her milky face bobbing up and down excitedly.

Murong Ying took a stride and rushed in front of Chacha.

Chacha stood there stupidly.

King Jinyuan knocked on the side of the pot with an iron spoon to show his dissatisfaction: "You scared Chacha."

Murong Ying took the opportunity to touch Chacha's little hand: "Chacha is sorry, brother is so reckless because he is so happy to see Chacha, will Chacha blame brother?"

Chacha shook her little head: "Don't blame Gege, let's make seven-egg fried rice together~~"

Chacha took one of Murong Ying's little fingers, and walked to the stove.

Before eating fried rice with eggs, the aroma can also give snacks enough satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)