God King's Favorite Concubine

Chapter 18

How could the little meat dumpling be willing, as soon as it was put down, it rolled back nimbly, and threw itself into Tuoba Zi's arms.

"Brat, close your eyes and don't look." Ming Beiliang said in a deep voice.

"Ming Beiliang, you are the one who closed your eyes and didn't allow you to see." Tuoba Zi said.

"Zi'er, you made a mistake. My son can't see it, but I can. No matter how close your son is, he will belong to someone else in the future. Only I will always belong to you, Zier." Ming Beiliang said solemnly.

"Who wants you to be mine forever?" The majestic prince, with such a thick skin, Tuoba Zi convinced him, and simply said, "No one can look at you, father and son, turn your heads away together, or don't come to me next time Here it is."

As soon as they heard that they were not allowed to come again next time, both father and son turned their heads away.

Satisfied, Tuoba Zi picked up the clothes and put them on slowly.

The wooden hairpin was broken today, Tuoba Zi got dressed, grabbed her hair, and casually tied it into a bun.

Ming Beiliang turned around and saw that there were no stickers on her bun, so he took out a white jade hairpin from his bosom and handed it to her.

"What are you doing?" Tuoba Zi asked in bewilderment.

Ming Beiliang smiled softly: "My Zi'er is fresh and refined, this plum blossom hairpin is just right for you, and it will be the most beautiful in the whole capital if you wear it."

"I didn't bring it with me, isn't it the most beautiful in the whole capital?" Tuoba Zi choked.

"Wrong, my Zi'er is more beautiful without wearing anything." Ming Beiliang glanced at her body with a half-smile, implying something.

Got teased again!
Tuoba Zi's old face became hot, and he slapped his hand holding the hairpin away angrily, "You will not be rewarded for nothing, I don't want this hairpin!"

Being rejected, Ming Beiliang was not sad, but looked at his son, "Pick it up for your mother."

Little Routuanzi was looking for an opportunity to get close to his mother, when he heard what his father said, he immediately took the hairpin and came to Tuoba Zi, clumsily trying to put the hairpin on Tuoba Zi's head.

"I said, don't!" Tuoba Zi pretended to be angry with a straight face.

Ming Beiliang said from the side: "If you struggle any longer, your son will get stabbed in the hand."

Tuoba Zi didn't dare to move anymore.

The little meat dumpling slantedly inserted the hairpin into Tuoba Zi's hair, and took out a mirror from the small bag to face Tuoba Zi's face, and said childishly, "Mother, take a look."

The hairpin was full of white jade, and Ying Luo was hanging down, because the small meat balls on the hairpin were not inserted properly, Tuoba Zi moved a little, and Ying Luo hit the face with a "ding dong", making an ethereal sound.

Tuoba Zi couldn't help supporting the hairpin, and straightened the hairpin.

"Mother is so pretty." Little Routuanzi said happily.

The hairpin doesn't look like a particularly valuable item, but it is very elegant and matches Tuoba Zi's temperament very well, and it looks really nice with it.

I have to say, Ming Beiliang has a very good vision!

But things that don't belong to you, no matter how beautiful they are, it's meaningless to carry them with you!
Tuoba Zi reached out and wanted to take off the hairpin.

Ming Beiliang held down her hand, "Qi'er will be sad."

Little Routuanzi immediately nodded cooperatively, "Well, Qi'er will be sad!"

Do you know what sadness is at a young age?

But looking at the little guy's earnest and yearning little face that she kept wearing hairpins, Tuoba Zi suddenly couldn't bear to let him down.

Not determined to take off the hairpin anymore, Tuoba Zi squeezed the chubby face of the little meat dumpling, and said angrily: "Tell me, why did Tuoba Ao and Wu Yiniang feel itchy all over, is it your masterpiece? "

Little Routuanzi frowned, scratched his forehead, and said innocently: "Mother, Qi'er didn't do anything."

"Didn't do it?" Tuoba Zi didn't believe it, "What else did you do when you went to their bed besides taking chicken legs?"

Little Routuanzi continued to scratch his small forehead, thought for a while, and finally his eyes lit up, "Qi'er felt that it was not good for the chicken legs to make people's bed dirty, so he poured some sheep from Mother Dan's room. Sprinkle the goat flour."

"Goat powder?" Tuoba Zi was puzzled.

"It's this sheep and goat powder." Xiao Routuanzi took out a small bottle from her small bag, and the words "Itching powder" were written on the bottle.

Tuoba Zi is speechless, this is the medicine powder in her space, it is estimated that this little guy not only stewed her weasel in a pot to make a big poison pill, but also took some of her medicine away as fun things.

"This is itching powder, not goat powder." Tuoba Zi pointed to the three words on the bottle and said.

itch?Sheep?
Little Routuanzi kept circling these four words on his head, and tilted his head to think for a long time, but he couldn't tell the difference between itchy and sheep, and finally concluded with a milky voice and domineering: "There are sheep! "

Well, there are sheep, no problem!

Tuoba Zi couldn't help but think of the fact that when he was a child learning Chinese characters, he only read the radicals he understood when encountering unfamiliar Chinese characters. This little guy had the same reasoning.

"My son is still young, so don't be too strict with him." Ming Beiliang patted his son's head, loving him very much.

Tuoba Zi rolled his eyes, "I'm not his mother, you should go back and tell your princess what you said! It's getting late, thank you for the tiger demon, you father and son, please go back!"

"Mother, Qi'er, don't go!" The little meat dumpling immediately entangled like an octopus, hugging Tuoba Zi tightly and never letting go.

"The Shiquan Dabu Pill is too powerful, and the effect is still there. You made the medicine. I feel safer staying here with you." Ming Beiliang also said seriously.

Then the father and son lay down in the bed together, completely disregarding the wishes of the master, Tuoba Zi.

Her bed was very small, and when the father and son lay in it, they were extremely crowded.

Tuoba Zi collapsed and wanted to get out of bed immediately, but as soon as he moved, Ming Beiliang hugged his body into his arms, and he couldn't move anymore.

"Hey……"

"The medicine is powerful, but I don't have strong self-control over Zi'er. Zi'er, if you move around, Zi'er can't blame me if something goes wrong."

As soon as Tuoba Zi made a sound, Ming Beiliang whispered in her ear.

Tuoba Zi was so angry that he blurted out: "Don't talk nonsense with me, what medicine is so powerful, it's clearly..."

Halfway through the conversation, I realized that I almost slipped my tongue, so I quickly shut up.

"What is it?" Ming Beiliang deliberately asked, "Could it be that it is not a tonic, but... a poison, and Zi'er wants to murder me?"

"It's not poison!" Tuoba Zi denied.

"Let me think about it, what kind of crime is it to murder the prince of the dynasty..." Ming Beiliang pretended to think darkly, and then spit out four words quietly, "Oh, Zhu Jiuzu."

Well, count your threat as a success!
Tuoba Zi didn't move any more, she just slept all night if she wanted to, and when the effect of the medicine wears off tomorrow, let's see what reason you still have to rely on my sister!

But Tuoba Zi thought too simply, the next morning, Ming Beiliang was no longer by her side, but after he left, the little meat dumpling was still sleeping soundly in Tuoba Zi's bed.

As long as the little meat dumpling is still there, Ming Beiliang will have an excuse to come back!

So after eating breakfast, Tuoba Zi led the little meat dumpling over the wall, preparing to send him back to Yuwang Mansion.

The mother and son climbed over the wall and walked around the wall of Tuoba's house for a while. When they were about to turn a corner and walk onto the street, they suddenly smelled the smell of burning paper money.

"Fourth aunt, it was my fault for killing you, but it has been two years, so don't come to me, okay? It's all because you are pregnant with my father's child, and I'm afraid that you will take my father away after giving birth. I will do anything to you because of my doting. In the final analysis, the person who really killed you is my father, not me!" Tuoba Yao's voice came from around the corner.

Tuoba Zi hurriedly pulled the little meat dumpling against the base of the wall, and the heads of the mother and the child stretched over the corner to peek.

At the corner, Tuoba Yao was squatting against the wall, with a basin in front of him, burning paper money into the basin.

Because inside the wall was the courtyard where Si Yiniang used to live, Tuoba Yao didn't dare to go out at night, and was afraid of being found out when burning paper in the house during the day, so she had to sneak out of the house and come here to burn paper for Si Yiniang through a wall.

"I will come to burn paper for you on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year. If you want revenge, go to my father. The person who ordered to throw your body into the mass grave is my father, not me!" Tuoba Yao continued.

"Miss, I've got everything you wanted." A maid hurried over with a bundle in her arms.

Tuoba Yao was overjoyed, and threw all the remaining paper money into the basin, took the burden and poured out the contents, blood Yin sword, somersault talisman, sky mirror, evil spirit jade... everything that one expects to find is sold on the black market exorcism objects.

Holding the Tianyang mirror in one hand and the evil spirit jade in the other, Tuoba Yao threatened the air: "Si Yiniang, have you seen it? If you dare to come to me, I will blow your soul away! You and your child If you want revenge, go to my father, it's none of my business!"

"Miss, let's go quickly so that no one will find out." The servant girl urged.

Tuoba Yao packed up all her things, kicked the wooden basin of burning paper into the moat, and sneaked away with her maid.

Seeing Tuoba Yao walking away, Tuoba Zi and Xiaorou Tuanzi came out from the corner.

"Mother, what are they doing?" Little Routuanzi asked curiously.

"Do too many bad things, burn paper and pray that when it rains, thunder will not hit her." Tuoba Zi said.

Little Routuanzi shrank her neck, raised her head and said to her mother: "Qi'er, don't be thundered, Qi'er must be a good baby."

Tuoba Zi patted his head in relief.

Inheritance is really a powerful thing, Tuoba Yao has inherited Tuoba Ao's selfishness to the fullest.

Tuoba Ao's doting on this daughter is obvious to all, but now it's just that Ming Beiliang played a trick on his eyes, and Tuoba Yao pushed her father out to block him to death.

Heh, if Tuoba Ao found out, he wouldn't know if he would feel bad or not.

Tuoba Zi suddenly had a perverted idea, and wanted to see what expression Tuoba Ao would have when he knew about this!
Haha, this matter can happen, but think about how to let Tuoba Ao know about it later, so that it can be more exciting.

It was an unexpected harvest to stumble across this good show by accident. Tuobazi was in a good mood, and when he was walking down the street with Little Routuanzi to Yuwangfu, his mood was also much better.

However, the world always likes something unpleasant to happen.

The mother and son were rolling candied haws skewers when a wheelchair suddenly lay across in front of them. The handsome man in the wheelchair asked her for help, "Girl, help!"

(End of this chapter)