Xiangmen Concubine: The Emperor's Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 560 Connected

Feng Jiuyou pulled back Xiao Jiujiu's chubby little hand, and pampered his little nose: "When you wake up in the morning, what did Daddy tell you?"

Xiao Jiujiu tilted her head to look at her mother who was looking at her with a gentle smile, hey, I miss her mother's embrace so much.

But in the morning, Dad said... said... Mother is not feeling well, it seems that she can't be touched.Although he missed his mother's embrace, he still had to...

There was a struggling look in the little Taohua's eyes, it seemed that after struggling for a long time, Xiao Jiujiu sighed like a little adult.

Ruan Mianmian couldn't help but burst out laughing as she listened.

The two father and son on the opposite side looked up at her at the same time.Ruan Mianmian looked at the two people, one big and one small, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

"Mother...Mother..." Xiao Jiujiu started calling Mother again, but this time, he just looked at Mother with those big black eyes open.

Those chubby little hands nestled in daddy's arms obediently and did not move.

Ruan Mianmian smiled softly, looked at Xiao Jiujiu who was held in Feng Jiuyou's arms, and winked at Feng Jiuyou.Feng Jiuyou glanced at the well-behaved little Jiujiu, hugged him and sat beside Ruan Mianmian.

There were injuries all over her body and back, and she was untouchable.But I also want to get close to Xiao Jiujiu.After not seeing her for more than half a year, the child can still recognize her.

How could she not like such a child, her child?

She also wanted to give her a good hug, but unfortunately her current physical condition did not allow it.

Reaching out her hand to gently stroke Xiao Jiujiu's black hair, looking at his chubby little face, she gently touched it with her fingertips.

He didn't dare to use his fingertips, worried that the hardness of his fingertips would scratch his smooth skin: "Xiao Jiujiu, be good, when mother recovers, I will definitely play with Xiao Jiujiu, okay?"

Xiao Jiujiu blinked her dark peach eyes, her mother seemed to be discussing something with him, seeing the smile on her mother's face, Xiao Jiujiu grinned her pink mouth, revealing a few pink teeth.

"Mother... Mother... play..."

Listening to Xiao Jiujiu's words of mother after another, my heart softened.When she left, Xiao Jiujiu still couldn't speak.

When they saw each other again, he called her mother, queen, and father Feng Jiuyou.

For a child in the palace, the rules of the palace do not allow him to call her mother or Feng Jiuyou's father.Such an intimate title is not suitable for the palace.

Ruan Mianmian caressed Xiao Jiujiu's hairy hand, paused slightly, and a hazy expression appeared in his eyes: "Xiao Jiujiu..."

Little Jiujiu, mother is sorry for you.

Wu Liuliu rolled her eyes, Xiao Jiujiu raised her small head to look at her father who was holding him, and moved her chubby little arms a little.

He moved a little, raised his eyes again, and observed his father's expression again.Seeing that his father didn't look at him, but at his mother, he moved his little hand again.

This happened several times, when his little hand finally caught his mother's hand, nestling in his father's arms, Xiao Jiujiu giggled.

With this smile, Ruan Mianmian concealed the moisture in her eyes, slightly raised her hand, and gently placed the other hand on Xiao Jiujiu's chubby little hand.

Feng Jiuyou turned her head slightly, her warm lips fell on her slightly pale cheeks, and her voice was low and gentle: "He is a prince, he should learn, and still needs to learn."

The implication is that Xiao Jiujiu is the prince and the future emperor of the Fengtian Dynasty.The art of the emperor, observing the words and the mood, etc., is also good from elementary school.

If you don't start from elementary school, wait until you grow up in the future to start, then the character and habits will have been formed.

As an emperor, if he didn't even know about these things, wouldn't it be true that the Fengtian Dynasty's ten thousand miles of land would go to waste in the future.

Hearing Feng Jiuyou's words, Ruan Mianmian didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Xiao Jiujiu hugged her mother's hand, especially smiling.Over there, Jiu Bao lowered his head and raised his eyelids to glance at him, with a bit of disdain in his eyes.

Xiao Jiujiu, who had very sharp eyes, looked at it, and also turned back directly with contempt.Cut, you know how to despise this prince all day long, you are just jealous that this prince is happier than you.

Jiu Bao directly ignored the contempt for this milk doll, but he still kindly "reminded" that with your little trick, when you start to move, your parents will know the little Jiujiu in your heart.

Xiao Jiujiu glared at Jiubao who was lazily yawning, and continued to look at each other. Daddy doesn't know you fart.If Dad knew, he wouldn't allow me to hold Mother's hand.

Jiu Bao wagged his tail lazily, raised his eyelids and told the milk baby with the look of someone who came here: That's because you have been separated for a long time, it's been a long time, you can try it.

Xiao Jiujiu flattened her pink mouth, nestled in her father's arms, looked down at Jiubao who was lying next to her mother, and was very dissatisfied with this bastard who liked to fight against him since she was a child.

Ever since, Xiao Jiujiu stretched out his chubby lotus root-like legs, trying to put that eye above the top, and it was never just the butt that his little master put in his eyes.

Jiu Bao raised his eyelids, rolled his brown eyes, as if he had visually measured the distance between the baby's lotus root legs and its fat butt.

Go on; lying there lazily, with an extremely leisurely air.He even opened his dog's mouth and let out a big yawn.

Under Xiao Jiujiu's angry gaze, he lazily looked at each other with brown eyes, wagging his tail lazily.

That demeanor seemed to say: You can't kick me, you can't kick me.

That behavior, that demeanor, really annoyed the always arrogant milk doll Xiao Jiujiu, Yayadi, just bully me for having short arms and short legs.

Jiu Bao continued to lie there yawning, glanced at Xiao Jiujiu lazily, and the beards on both sides of his mouth were slightly raised.

That demeanor seemed to say: I just bullied you for having short arms and short legs, what's wrong?
Xiao Jiujiu became more and more annoyed, Yayadi, dead dog, dead dog, how can there be no ups and downs, no big or small?
Jiu Bao wagged his tail and became more and more lazy: "Huangkou kid, little milk baby, I'm three years older than you, yet you still tell me whether you are old or young?"
Xiao Jiujiu looked coldly, and did not give up using her short legs to cover Jiu Bao's fat butt, but she just couldn't reach it.

Staring at the confident Jiubao, he grinned: Yayadi, do you dare to move over?

Jiu Bao cast a contemptuous look at Xiao Jiujiu: Master, I am so stupid to carry my ass over to let you kick me?
Twirling her little butt in her father's arms, Xiao Jiujiu wanted to break free from her father's arms, and was about to run over and directly lift Jiu Bao up.

When he moved his body, he remembered that he was still holding his mother's hand.

Ruan Mianmian watched him and Jiubao just look at you and me, it was very interesting.

"Jiuyou, do you feel that Xiao Jiujiu and Jiubao seem to be talking about something?"

Feng Jiuyou lowered her head and glanced at Xiao Jiujiu who was pretending to be a good baby in her arms: "He has been with Jiubao since he was a child. Jiubao is very human, and it's okay to communicate with him."

Xiao Jiujiu, with her flat, pink mouth, is a majestic prince of a country, and a dead dog, so they don't have a common language.

Jiu Bao turned his little furry head, and took a look at Xiao Jiujiu, his brown eyes showed disdain.

The number one god dog of the Fengtian Dynasty, who is dignified, has no common language with you, a little milk baby.

One person and one dog, you don't look at me, I don't look at you.

Cut, we absolutely have no common language.

(End of this chapter)