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Between Zhao Wanxi's jokes, there is a deep meaning.

She glanced at the back of dusk four again, and the boy seemed to have noticed something. With a guilty heart, he strode to follow the two little dogs and the little yellow dog in front, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

Seeing his swift and arrow like steps away, Zhao Wanxi's smile on her lips widened and deepened.

"Joan, what do you think of the boy at Dushi?"

Joan tilted her little head and flushed her cheek: "that guy with a dull head? The young lady suddenly asked, "what does he do?"

Zhao Wanxi pretended to be careless and said with a light smile: "the boy at Dushi is old and big. When everything is stable, it's time to find a daughter-in-law for him. I just don't know if a girl like him will like him. That's why I asked him so casually. What do you think of him, Joan? "

Joan's cheeks were red and white: "he He is not bad, just a little It's a bit dull! "

Looking at her blushing and creaking face, Zhao Wanxi raised an intriguing smile from the corner of her lips: "when you meet a girl you like, even if it's elm pimples, you'll be enlightened."

The next evening, Ning Shun was ordered to meet Zhao Wanxi's mother and three sons. The grand sedan chair and chariot he carried was luxurious and grand, so he staggered into the palace.

At night, the ground is cool and frosty.

Towering palace stands in the night, the buildings and pavilions are mottled with shadows, which are full of noble and gorgeous atmosphere.

Tong'er fell asleep on the way. A boy looked out from the curtain of the sedan chair, thinking.

The sedan chair slowly stopped outside Qionghua palace. Although it had been half a month since he ascended the throne, Leng junao insisted on living here.

"Miss Wanxi, here we are!"

Dusk four lift the car curtain, lean forward from the woman's hand took Tong son, little girl sleep very heavy, pink face still hanging smile, small mouth moved, a face greedy.

"Lin'er, here we are!"

Zhao Wanxi gently pulled a boy, Leng Yulin sighed, helplessly shook his head, petite body quickly jumped from the car.

He suddenly looked back at Zhao Wanxi: "tomorrow after the wedding of aunt Lanxi and uncle Hua, shall we go back to the imperial palace?"

Zhao Wanxi nodded, but saw a kid's lips raised a smile that was not easy to detect, but soon took it back, low-key and introverted.

He chuckled, turned around and walked in front. In fact, it's good to have no father around. Only in this way can his mother have more time to accompany him. As long as his father appears, he will monopolize his mother. It's unfair!

Zhao Wanxi shrugs when she can't figure out what's going on in a kid's mind. Her baby son doesn't look like her at all in personality. He is carved in the same mold as his father.

Lin'er and qiong'er settle in the room next to Leng junao at night. The room Zhao Wanxi used to live in three years ago. The furnishings of the room have changed a little. A big bed has become two small beds. Brother and sister sleep together and can be companions.

The arrangement doesn't look like it was made in a hurry. There are delicate Wisteria flowers embroidered around the curtain of tong'er's little bed. The vines are green and fresh. There are several delicate and lovely puppets on the bed, which are obviously carefully prepared.

Lin'er's small bed is clean and spotless. There is a golden dagger at the head of the bed, which is carved with a dragon pattern. A word Lin can be seen.