The group pet cub of the villain tyrant

Chapter 419 Let's talk about it, let's talk about it~
After Liangui's hoarse reprimand, there was a dead silence in the room.

He Lianci didn't speak, just sat in the wheelchair, looked at Liangui, his black eyes were calm, without a single ripple,
The more peaceful it is, the more flustered Lian Guiren was when he didn't come. Although Ci'er didn't say a word, the confidence in her heart was inexplicably lost too much.

After a long time, He Lianci's slender eyelashes were slightly closed, concealing the thick and indissoluble disappointment in his eyes,
He never thought that the mother concubine would have such thoughts and thoughts, rubbing the center of her brows with slightly cool fingers, and her heart was gloomy.

"Mother and concubine, the emperor's father has always only cared about benefits and values. If there are exceptions, it is only the little imperial sister. Whether you believe it or not, what the child said is the truth."

Every word and every sentence fell on Liangui's heart like a thousand pieces of gold, making Liangui's heart flustered and uncomfortable.

"No, the emperor cares about us from the bottom of his heart..."

Liangui fell down on the pear-blossom wooden chair, her eyes were empty and lost, she knew that what Ci'er said was probably the truth, but she didn't want to believe it.

Your Majesty, how could it be possible without her and her son, how could it be...

"Mother and concubine, my child once said that my father will not be your beloved."

After leaving such a sentence, He Lianci turned the wheelchair and left the room. He knew too much about the concubine's attachment to the emperor, but it was not an obsession.

at dinner,
The nobleman did not come out to eat, and the atmosphere in Yongqing Palace was a little depressed because of the noise.

"Second Brother, do you want to call Aunt Lian for dinner?"

A certain Sisi picked up the food in the bowl, looked at the empty space opposite, hesitated for a while, and opened his mouth.

Yue'er put another shrimp dumpling with chopsticks in the little girl's bowl, and felt a little uncomfortable. She listened to the words of pity for the nobleman in the evening, without saying a word.

These days, she has served Liangui as her master sincerely, except for her duty as a slave,

I just thought that I would treat the nobleman sincerely, that the nobleman could treat the little princess more sincerely, that the concubine Yun left early,
The little princess lost her mother at a very young age, and she thought that the nobleman could give the little princess a little mother's care, but she never thought it would be like this.

He Lianci paused for a moment when he scooped up the soup, and turned to look at the little girl, seeing that the little girl had a serious expression on her face, and she didn't seem to hold any grudges against her concubine, and her heart became more and more uncomfortable.

Raising his hand, he rubbed the little girl's cheeks with his slender and slightly cool fingertips, her pale face had soft brows and eyes,

"Don't worry, Second Emperor Brother will ask the palace servants to deliver meals to the mother and concubine later, eat quickly."

"Aww, that's so sloppy."

A certain Sisi closed her small mouth, lowered her head again and obediently picked up the rice in the bowl.

...

That night.

The bright moon hangs high, the stars are dotted, it is already autumn, and at night, the night wind always blows extraordinarily cold.

A certain little person, lying on a soft bed, washing Xiangxiang, holding a picture book given by the emperor, reading it,
I couldn't tell at all that this was the pitiful baby who was crying so loudly at dusk.

Folian floated in mid-air with her long legs crossed, holding Shuangwaiwai in her hands and sucking happily.

"077, what kind of nobleman, you just turned the page like this?"

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. 077's ability to hold grudges is well known in the NPC world.

The little girl was very excited, and when she heard Folian mentioning this bad thing, she pouted wantonly, leaving Folian with a small back, and waved her hands perfunctorily,
"Let's talk about it, talk about it."

(End of this chapter)