The black belly prince falls from the sky and the cute concubine

Chapter 775 [Baby] Prank (2)
Xia Ling waved his hand, and said in a childish manner, "You don't need to be too polite, where is that dead girl in Tsing Yi?"

The nanny looked at Xia Ling speechlessly, and said with a dry smile, "Miss Tsing Yi has just rested, why don't you come and play with her in the afternoon, Your Highness?"

Xia Ling rolled his eyes, suddenly thought of something, shook his head and said, "You go down first, I'll go and see her, and I'll be back in a while."

The nanny looked at Xia Ling worriedly, and wanted to say something, but held back.She is the master, what can she say as a servant?

The nanny lowered her head and went down. Xia Ling showed a smug smile, and quickly came to Tsing Yi's room. Sure enough, she saw Tsing Yi lying on the bed and falling asleep.

Smiling, he took out the ink sticks from his sleeve that he had played with in the afternoon, jumped onto Tsing Yi's bed, then waved his little hands, and started to draw something.

After a cup of tea, Xia Ling walked out of Tsing Yi's room with a smile, and went to find Shangguan Qing'er in a good mood.

Shangguan Qing'er just woke up from a nap, saw his son walking in with a smile, picked him up, put him on his lap, and asked with a smile, "What's so happy, baby."

"Hee hee, mother..." Xia Ling kissed Shangguan Qing'er on the cheek, grinned and rubbed against Shangguan Qinger, and said, "It's okay, I just miss mother."

This little devil is so happy, there must be something wrong.

But since he refused to say it, Shangguan Qing'er didn't force him either. He just hugged Xia Ling in his arms and said with a smile, "Your father didn't force you to study these days, but it's easy?"

"Well, yes, but I still study hard." Xia Ling blinked, and said like a treasure, "I will recite the poems my mother said."

Shangguan smiled lightly, and asked in disbelief, "Is it true? Recite it to your mother?"

"Okay..." Xia Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled, and then began to recite one by one.

"The moonlight is bright in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and lower your head to think about your hometown."

"It's noon on the day of hoeing the weeds, and sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work."

"Do you know what these two poems are about?" Hearing the child's tender and clear voice, Shangguan Qing'er narrowed his eyes with a smile, and asked while stroking Xia Ling's head.

"I know, the first one said that the poet who wrote the poem was moved by the scene and felt homesick. The second one said that the farmer's uncle is very hard in farming, so we should cherish every grain of rice." Xia Ling said cleverly and laughed When it was time, the small teeth were exposed, so cute that people wanted to ravage them fiercely.

"My son is really amazing." Shangguan Qing'er smiled with satisfaction. The mother and son sat in the hall like this, one reciting poems, the other listening, and asking two questions from time to time.

Suddenly, Xia Ling read a special poem, which made Shangguan Qing'er frown.

I only heard him read in a crisp voice, "When we meet, it is difficult to say goodbye. The east wind is weak and the flowers are gone. The spring silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torch will turn into ashes. The moonlight is cold. There is no way to go to Pengshan Mountain, and the blue bird is here to visit."

"Who taught you this?" Shangguan Qing'er asked.

"It was godfather who asked Xiao Ling to read it to mother." Xia Ling blinked her shining eyes, tilted her head, and asked suspiciously, "Mother, what does godfather mean by this poem? Xiao Ling asked him, He said that Xiao Ling will understand when he grows up."

Shangguan Qing'er's face changed slightly, he gently rubbed Xiao Ling's short hair, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Well, your godfather wants to tell mother that he is leaving, right?"

"Huh?" Xia Ling looked at Shangguan Qing'er in surprise, and said curiously, "Godfather really left, he said that the princess aunt came after him again, and he is going back, let's find time to see him. Mother Dear, how do you know that your godfather has left?"

Shangguan smiled softly, "Because your godfather said in the poem that you read, it's hard to say goodbye when you meet..."

"What's the meaning of godfather's poem? I think it's so profound." Xia Ling looked at Shangguan Qing'er curiously, expecting her answer.

Shangguan Qing'er smiled wryly, looked into the distance, and said in a low voice, "He said, it was hard for me to come here, and I was reluctant to leave, but I had to leave, even the east wind became weak because of the sorrow of parting, and the flowers withered .”

"What about the back?" Xia Ling continued to ask.

"Well, it will be very hard for him to go back, the candles are almost dry..." Shangguan Qing'er smiled and fooled.

Murong Lian was right, Xiao Ling could only understand the meaning of this poem when she grew up. She even admired her ability to talk nonsense, and directly distorted other people's poems.

It was the first time in my life that I lied to my son, but I didn't expect it to be because of Murong Lian's poems.

She also didn't expect Murong Lian to be more stubborn and sensitive than she imagined.

A few days ago, Liu Fangfang chased Murong Lian to her Fengxiang Palace. She chatted with Liu Fangfang for an afternoon. First, she learned about Liu Fangfang's character and behavior, and found that Liu Fangfang was lively and lovely, with a simple personality and a single-mindedness. What did she recognize? People who will work hard to get.

She appreciates Liu Fangfang's innocence and concentration, and also admires her.It is not easy for a woman to be able to chase Murong Lian all over the world for two years.Let me ask, how many women in this world can be as determined as her?
Not only that, after going through so much, she is still pure, innocent, and still maintains the original enthusiasm and innocence, which really admires Shangguan Qing'er.

So, after just chatting for an afternoon, Shangguan Qing'er understood Liu Fangfang's temperament thoroughly, and he also liked this lovely woman from the bottom of his heart.In this girl, she saw the shadow of herself when she was young, so she admired her and sincerely hoped that she would be happy.

In addition, Shangguan Qing'er has always felt guilty towards Murong Lian.

Although she knew that Murong Lian liked her, it was his business and had nothing to do with her, she didn't need to blame herself for delaying Murong Lian's happiness.

However, for so many years, she has seen and remembered Murong Lian's kindness to her, and it is very difficult not to feel guilty.

From the purposeful approach at the beginning and the subsequent help, she has already regarded that awkward monster as her relative and her brother.

But he is not her brother after all, and his feelings for her are not as simple as that of a brother to his sister.

She knew earlier that Murong Lian looks cynical and looks like a flirtatious playboy, but he is a real infatuated person.When he is not in love, he can ignore anyone and do whatever he wants, but once he is in love, it will be a lifetime.

Perhaps, it will be difficult for him to fall in love with others in this life, right?

But it was because of this that she felt more and more guilty and guilty.

Not only is Murong Lian good-looking when she grows up, but she also has a good heart. She sincerely hopes that he can find a good girl in the future and live happily ever after, forgetting the past.

(End of this chapter)