Chapter 240

Inside Chonghua Mansion.

"Ma'am, my husband wants to go to the palace to meet my aunt." After dinner, the two sat on the swing under the big banyan tree in the garden.

To be precise, Di Beiyao was sitting on the swing, and Jun Wuji was gently pushing the swing behind him.

The big banyan tree in the garden is quite old, and the swing was installed by Di Beiyao later. There are some flower decorations on the thick ropes of the swing, which were played by the big girl.

In this season of high and refreshing autumn, sitting on a swing, with the cool breeze blowing in, it is really very pleasant.

"Huh? Yes." Di Beiyao twirled a lily in his hand, and the delicate and white petals exuded a faint fragrance, which made people feel happy too.

Jun Wuji looked at this scene tenderly, the slightly curved corners of his lips became softer, and the narrow corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of affection.

The two entered the palace in a carriage, and Dugu Wanqing was overjoyed when he heard the maid's report, so he hurriedly asked them to come in.

Look, I didn't hurt the child Wuji in vain at that time, and I still know that I want to come and see myself.

The two stepped into the hall hand in hand, Dugu Wanqing watched this scene with satisfaction, very good, very good, the relationship between the two children is still good.

"Mother, I'm here to see you." Di Beiyao said coquettishly to Dugu Wanqing with a smile, holding Jun Wuji's hand but showing no intention of letting go.

"Auntie, how are you doing these days?" Jun Wuji's cold face was rare to see softness, and he bowed slightly to Dugu Wanqing and bowed his hands in salute, with respect in his warm voice.

"Okay, everything is fine, what about you, child? Is it okay?" Dugu Wanqing walked over and looked Jun Wuji up and down, with visible satisfaction in his eyes.

This child Wuji is really getting more and more handsome, not bad, not bad, standing with his own Yao'er is really a good match.

Dugu Wanqing and Jun Wuji chatted sentence by sentence, Di Beiyao stood beside him and couldn't get in half a sentence, so he simply didn't join in the fun, and sat by the side silently as a little transparent.

In fact, Jun Wuji was born by his own mother. Compared with Jun Wuji, he is a wild baby picked up on the road.

Little cabbage, no one loves it, tsk.

The night was getting thicker and thicker, and it was almost time for the two of them to go back, Di Beiyao thought he could be relieved.

Who knows, Dugu Wanqing still looked at herself seriously, and said with a serious face: "Yao'er, Wuji is good, don't bully him."

Di Beiyao: "???"

A knowing blow from an old mother? !

But facing his own mother, Di Beiyao still honestly lowered his head and replied obediently: "Understood, I will not bully him."

Only then did Dugu Wanqing nod in satisfaction, and waved his hands to let the two leave.

As soon as he left Fengluan Palace, Di Beiyao wrinkled his little nose, looked at Jun Wuji and pretended to be wronged and complained: "You bullied me, and you bullied me with my mother."

"I made a mistake for my husband, how about going back and letting my wife deal with it?" Jun Wuji didn't make any excuses, but just looked at the little man who was making a fuss dotingly.

Di Beiyao blinked: "Well, for the sake of your sincerity in admitting your mistakes, I will forgive you for the time being."

After speaking, he took Jun Wuji's hand, let go of his wrinkled nose face, and pulled Jun Wuji out of the palace.

Jun Wuji's silver-white robe fluttered with the wind, like a god's face, and those silver eyes were always lovingly falling on Di Beiyao.

(End of this chapter)

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