Mad concubine comes: Prince husband take it easy

"When your daughter grows up, she always wants to get married. No matter how many sons and daughters you have in the future, you can only put me first."

More serious men really can't communicate.

"It's too far for you to think about it now. My daughter is... So big now." Su Muyan compared the length with his hand.

Speaking of her daughter, she was just born. I'll have a look. I heard that children grow very fast. Maybe it's far more than that now?

Rong Jinli wants to talk about conditions with his children. He should take good care of his daughter. No matter how bad it is, he always has to get a drink of milk for the child, doesn't he?

"No matter how young you are, you will grow up one day. Do you still want to keep her around for a lifetime?"

"If I can't find a good man to take care of her, I don't mind keeping her for a lifetime." Su Muyan nodded very seriously.

In her concept, there has never been the inherent idea that women must get married and have children.

If you want to be with someone, it must be because you feel that you will live better with that person than now. This better is not necessarily material, but also spiritual.

In a word, no matter what you do, you must be worthy of the word "worth it".

If her daughter gets married in order to get married in the future, she might as well live a comfortable and leisurely life around her. Someone hurts. It depends on her mother-in-law's face to serve her husband like a servant. Why should she throw her daughter away and suffer?

Can't they afford a daughter with a secluded building and a hundred years of family background?

Rong Jinye has different views, "you are willing to keep her, but she may not be willing to be kept by us."

"How do you know?"

"Because that's my daughter."

Rongjin night is determined.

Su Mu Yan was slightly stunned and smiled, "what's the truth? That's my daughter, too."

"But neither you nor I want to be a rice bug raised for a lifetime, don't you?"

What he said made sense, but she was speechless.

Rong Jinye pushed her in, "it's getting late. Go and have a rest."

"Oh, good."

At the same time, Rong Jinli just woke up.

It was dawn and there was still silence outside.

He lay quietly in bed and listened for a while, frowning, "another day has passed. Why hasn't there been any movement?"

He even began to doubt whether the child he had brought was su Muyan's daughter.

After thinking about it, Rong Jinli suddenly got up, found pen and ink, picked up his pen and quickly wrote a letter, dried the ink and sealed it into the envelope.

He needs to repeat his old skills and find someone to send this letter to the underworld again, but this time is a little different from last time.

The timing needs to be grasped. It will be delivered at dawn tomorrow. At that time, whether the ten cities have been won or not, Rong Jinli is not ready to wait.

What he is more anxious to verify now is whether the child in his hand is Su Muyan's daughter.

Rong Jinli cleaned up early. When the sun rose, the streets became lively. He disguised a little and went to the street.

Skillfully found the slave market in the city. He needed to find a newborn baby.

Many people have been hawking in the slave market. The taste of the whole market is not so good. Many slaves have not taken a bath for a long time. In addition, it is certainly impossible for human teeth to serve slaves like the master.

Rong Jinli pinched his nose and turned around. He didn't find the object he wanted. He was a little disappointed.

When I was about to leave, I suddenly heard a burst of abuse nearby, vaguely... There seems to be a baby crying?

Rong Jinli's eyes brightened and quickly followed the sound.

Turning a street, next to the slave market is the backyard of a brothel.

At this time, a red and green bustard was holding a handkerchief, holding a person's ear and scolding, "look at you money losing goods! You really gave birth to this little bastard! I really don't want to teach you a lesson. You don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive!"

"Mom! Please, mom! The child has just been born! Please be kind! Let me keep it for a while, mom!"

A woman with scattered hair held the procuress's thigh and begged.

"I'll go to you!" was kicked open by the procuress mercilessly. "My mother runs a brothel, not a good hall! How can I have money to feed such a person for nothing! And your child is still a loser! If a boy, my mother can change a few liang of silver! Losers give birth to losers! I still want to pit my mother's money! Get out!"

The procuress kicked the woman away and said, "where's the child? Bring it to me!"

"Mom! Mom! Please! Please do me a favor, mom! She's just a child, mom!" the woman with scattered hair was pale, but she got up again and hugged the procuress's leg.

Because she knew that once the procuress left here today, the child would be dead!

"Go away!" the procuress cast a sharp eye behind her. "Pull her back and lock her! No one is allowed to open the door for her without my command!"

The two strong guards immediately picked up the woman on the ground with ease.

The woman cried hysterically. The procuress snorted coldly, patted the skirt wrinkled by the woman on her leg with her orchid finger, and brought out a child like garbage. She was about to order someone to throw the broken child to the mass grave. Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Girl?"

The old man was stunned. The woman who was being dragged stopped crying and looked at the man standing at the door with a long scar on his face.

The man is black and tall. The scar across his face makes him look fierce, but his slender eyes are rare.

The woman rushed madly, "sir! Please save my child! Please! The world and you! I will repay you as a cow and horse in my next life! Please!"

The procuress frowned when she heard the noise in her ear. "Hold on to this crazy woman! What do you want to eat!" just now, the woman rushed over and almost rushed in front of her. The two guards were slow in reaction before they dragged people.

The woman was still crying for help and kowtowing, but Rong Jinli didn't have any sympathy in her eyes. Her eyes just stayed on the child held by the procuress.

Madam, who is that?

After so many years on the wind moon field, he has no other skills, but he can observe his words and colors. He suddenly felt that this person may be interested in his child. He carried it like garbage one moment ago, and immediately held it like a baby the next moment, "what? This master is interested in buying this child?"

The baby is still crying. The cry is loud and clear. It looks healthy.

Rong Jinli nodded, "give me a price."