Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 751 Concubine Hui suddenly has a severe headache!
Autumn is colorful, and the falling maple floats all over the courtyard of Fuhua Palace.

The little maids held brooms and stood under the setting sun and gently swept the red maple.

In the hall, Xia Hongmo had just arrived, and was talking to Xia Baoer and Concubine Hui about an incident that happened today.

"The monarch of the Lengyue Kingdom is too shameless. He wrote to me, saying that they have a prince who is about the same age as Bao'er, and they can get to know each other first. If there is a good relationship, it will be a good thing to get married in the future. It's a good idea." !"

Upon hearing this, Concubine Hui handed over a cup of tea, and said in amazement: "Could it be the eighth prince of Leng Yue Kingdom? I heard that he is capable of both literature and martial arts, and of noble birth."

"So what?" Xia Hongmo sipped tea to moisten his throat, and said dissatisfiedly: "I heard that he is less than seven feet tall, so isn't he shorter than Dequan? My Bao'er is marrying a man who looks like a bun. What do you mean?"

Xia Bao'er was eating cakes and listening to her parents talking at the same time. Hearing this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Concubine Hui covered her lips and smiled softly: "What Your Majesty said is very true."

Xia Hongmo put the teacup away: "The Lengyue Kingdom is not too much, but Jimo Chi, the ruler of the Wei Kingdom, made me even more angry!

He actually wrote a letter, saying that he had seen Bao'er's portrait and fell in love with her at first sight. He would like to dismiss the six concubines in this life and grow old with Bao'er alone. "

Yan Hao listened to the words while cleaning the table, and said with emotion: "The monarch of Wei seems to be very sincere."

Xia Hongmo said angrily: "He has a fart! He is almost thirty, and he dares to think about my 11-year-old daughter. I decided to send someone to assassinate him."

Xia Bao'er couldn't help laughing, her brows and eyes sparkled with a smile on her fair and delicate face.

"Daddy, it's fine if you refuse, don't use the knife."

Xia Hongmo gritted his teeth: "Daddy can't swallow this breath! Ever since Bao'er became famous all over the world, and everyone knew that I have a charming girl, all monsters and ghosts dare to come to propose marriage.

Looking around the world, there is no one who can match Bao'er.My good daughter is smart and smart, ten men can't match her.These people have the nerve to come to ask for marriage. "

Concubine Hui suddenly said coldly, Ding Rourou said: "The national teacher is extraordinary in appearance, and he is also a capable person. I have a childhood sweetheart with Bao'er, and my concubine thinks it is good."

Both Xia Hongmo and Xia Baoer, father and daughter, were astonished.

"Mother! What are you kidding..." The little girl's voice became smaller and smaller, and her pink cheeks were uncontrollably stained with red.

It took Xia Hongmo a long time to come back to his senses.

He felt that his Bao'er would marry a handsome man in the future.

But he never considered Gong Yufei at all, after all, he is not a mortal!

Xia Hongmo waved his hands and said it was impossible: "Gong Yufei is pure-hearted and ascetic, and mainly focuses on cultivating Taoism. Maybe he will soar in the sky in a few years. Our Bao'er is a rich flower in the world, and he is the supreme god of the ninth level. It's not on the same line at all!"

Xia Baoer pursed her red lips and did not speak.

On the contrary, Concubine Hui shook her head calmly, smiling helplessly.

Seeing that Xia Hongmo's tea was finished, Concubine Hui wanted to get up and add some more for him.

Unexpectedly, when she stood up, she suddenly felt dizzy.

He hurriedly supported the table, and fell heavily back into the chair.

"Mother!" "Shu Lan!" The father and daughter exclaimed in unison.

Yan Hao hurriedly called the imperial physician.

Concubine Hui was still conscious, but she suddenly had a severe headache, pressing her fingertips between her eyebrows, frowning and trying to endure the throbbing pain in her head at the moment.

She smiled weakly: "The concubine is fine, maybe it was because I did a lot of needlework in the afternoon, so I can rest for a while."

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