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Chapter 730 Mu'er, do you like A Luo?

Chapter 730 Mu'er, do you like A Luo?

Miao Qingge suddenly became interested, tried to sit up again, leaned on the bed, and said with a smile: "Isn't Ah Luo very beautiful? She is a rare beauty in southern Xinjiang."

Chu Tianmu frowned, feeling that his mother's words were very rude, but it was not easy to say clearly, so he could only nod perfunctorily.

Miao Qingge's eyes lit up, and he tentatively asked, "Mu'er, do you like Ah Luo?"

Chu Tianmu stood up suddenly, and looked at Miao Qingge on the bed with cold eyes: "What does mother mean by this? Miss A Luo is mother's adoptive daughter, as long as mother likes it, ask son what to do?"

Chu Tianmu looked at Miao Qingge, shrank her body, and then put on a weeping expression: "Mu'er, grandma knows, we haven't seen each other for so many years, you and grandma are separated, don't even talk I don’t even want to talk to my mother properly.”

The corners of Chu Tianmu's eyes twitched, and he managed to bear it: "Mother, Miss A Luo is from a pure and innocent daughter's family. If you say that, it is easy to be misunderstood, and she is a bad person. Besides, my son already has Lan'er. This is still the marriage you personally arranged for your son back then, is it possible that mother will go back on her word now?" At the end of the speech, there was already a sense of displeasure.

Miao Qingge's expression froze, as if he just thought of this, and he said after a long time: "So what, Miao men in southern Xinjiang can marry two wives, even if they have Lan'er, it's not bad to have one more Aluo Besides, as the prince of Chu Feng Kingdom, you will definitely have three wives and four concubines like your father in the future, is it possible that you can guard Lan'er for the rest of your life?"

A dark light flashed across Chu Tianmu's eyes, and he asked coldly: "Didn't mother hate the father, the emperor, three wives and four concubines the most? How come it's the son's turn, and instead persuades the son to take a concubine?"

Miao Qingge was at a loss for words, but immediately realized: "Aren't I doing this for you? Besides, the time you can stay in southern Xinjiang is not long. After you leave, you will leave Aunt alone. In southern Xinjiang. Wouldn't it be better if you married A Luo and gave birth to a son and a half daughter, who would be your mother's companion and have the best of both worlds?"

Chu Tianmu frowned: "If the mother is lonely, she will follow her son back to Chufeng. The son will be by his mother's side and be filial to his mother with Lan'er."

Miao Qingge was furious: "You heartless bastard, now there are only two people left in your mother's Baimiao tribe, A mother and A Luo, and there is no successor. The position of patriarch must be of our lineage Only then can I inherit, if you don’t give me a baby to inherit the Baimiao clan, do you think that my Baimiao clan will really be exterminated?”

Chu Tianmu said coldly: "If mother really wants an heir, after waiting for a few years, Lan'er and I will give birth to a second child and send him back to Southern Xinjiang to inherit Baimiao. But if mother wants her son to marry that or something? Roa vine's, absolutely not!"

The mother and son stared angrily.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Ah Luo walked in carrying a wooden tray, on which there was a bowl of steaming porridge and two side dishes, with a lingering aroma.

When I entered the door, I saw the mother and son staring at each other. I was taken aback. I hurriedly put the wooden plate on the table, walked to Miao Qingge's side, helped her to lie down, and asked softly, "What's the matter, mother? Didn't you see?" Brother, you didn’t talk about it every day, why did you get angry when you saw him?”

Miao Qingge's face softened a little, and his tone was still very aggressive: "Ask your brother, this bastard is trying to piss off my mother!"

Naturally, Chu Tianmu was not easy to answer, especially in front of A Luo, so he could only keep silent.

A Luo comforted Miao Qingge, then turned to Chu Tianmu, smiled slightly, fainting like a pearl: "Brother, don't worry, Mom hasn't seen brother for so many years, maybe she was too eager, but in fact she was thinking about brother Yes. For Ah Luo’s sake, Brother, don’t hate Aunt.”

(End of this chapter)

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