Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"I also think it's incredible, but it's true." Meng Fanfan comforted her and said softly: "You forget, Xiaoxiao once said that she passed through once when she was 16. I don't know if this is the reason? At present, blossoming can only contact Xiaoxiao temporarily. However, we can rest assured that our daughter is all right, and you don't have to worry all day."

Mi Xiaoqiao leaned against his chest and sat stunned for a while. With red eyes, he asked, "when can the flowers come back? What if I miss her? Can I cross over to see her?"

Er, Meng Feifan couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Even though he is high and capable, he can turn his hands over the clouds and cover his hands with rain, but he can't meet his wife's wish. He can only say to her in kind words: "Crossing is a once-in-a-lifetime strange event. There should be all kinds of opportunities and coincidences. Not everyone can wear it if they want. When they can come back, they may come back, but blossoms will certainly come back happily. Don't you think Xiaoxiao is happy with us now?"

Mi Xiaoqiao's heart was sour and his tears rustled down: "fan, I still want to blossom. Why does it happen that our daughter passed through?"

"Qiao'er, don't cry. Blossoms have told Xiaoxiao again and again that you must not cry. She can be at ease in ancient times." Meng Feifan was anxious and comforted his wife repeatedly: "Crossing is not a bad thing. It proves that our family has this special ability. When she comes back in the future, she has a magical experience more than everyone else. Think about it, even if others want to cross, they don't have that chance."

"Blossoms really said they wanted me not to cry?" asked Mi Xiaoqiao with tears.

"Of course it's true. Our flowers are smart and sensible, and will take good care of themselves." Meng Fanfan gently sighed and leaned over and kissed her lovingly: "Joel, I'll be upset when you cry. Now I know my daughter is okay. Shouldn't I laugh?"

"Husband, I'm sorry to worry you this time." Mi Xiaoqiao obediently bloomed a smile, nodded and said, "yes, blossoming is smart and sensible. As a mother, I can't hold her back."

Meng Feifan was very pleased and told her with a smile: "Joel, from tomorrow on, you should have a good meal and rest and raise your body early. When blossoming back, let her see the most beautiful and healthy mother."

"I will." Mi Xiaoqiao leaned into his generous and powerful arms and sighed, "fan, it's good for you. Fortunately, I have you in my life."

"I'm also glad that you've been by my side." Meng Feifan was also filled with emotion, hooked his head and kissed her affectionately.

At this time, there was a lively noise downstairs. Aunt Liu said outside the door, "young master, three young ladies, they are coming."

Meng Feifan let go of his beautiful wife in his arms, curved his lips and said with a smile: "Xiaoxiao, an acute son, ran over in the middle of the night. He must find us to celebrate his whereabouts."

"That's great. I'll just ask her carefully and see what Duoduo told her?" said Mi Xiaoqiao, getting up and getting out of bed.

"You're weak. Don't go down. I'll let Xiaoxiao come up." Meng Feifan said.

"Oh, I'm not a weak Lin Daiyu." Mi Xiaoqiao looked at him angrily and explained unconvinced: "I'm mainly worried about the heart disease of blossoming. Now I know that blossoming is good, I'll be fine."

While they were talking, their door had been knocked solemnly, accompanied by Meng Xiaoxiao with a few teasing voices: "brother, sister Qiao, are you okay? Is it convenient for me to come in?"

Meng Feifan was angry and funny and said, "the door is unlocked. Come in."

Meng Xiaoxiao unscrewed the door and came in. Seeing Mi Xiaoqiao's wet cheeks, he said, "sister Qiao, now she is the daughter of the prime minister's house in ancient times. Her treatment is no worse than ours. Don't wash your face with tears."

"Well, I don't cry anymore. I have to keep my body at ease and wait for flowers to come back." Mi Xiaoqiao shyly took a paper towel to dry his tears, took Meng Xiaoxiao to one side of the sofa and sat down: "Xiaoxiao, come on, I just want to talk to you."

Meng Feifan looked at their aunt and sister-in-law, smiled and said, "then you two talk here, and I'll go down to accompany Mo Xuan."

He went out and took the door. Mi Xiaoqiao immediately asked, "when will Duoduo call you? Why doesn't she call me?"

"Just now, as soon as she finished speaking, I'll call my brother to report the good news." Meng Xiaoxiao smiled and analyzed with her: "Little sister Qiao, blossoming through the ancient times, where is it so convenient for us to call? I guess she must have called you, but she can't get in touch. And I, because I have also passed through miraculously, I can receive her call from different time and space."

"My poor daughter, where there is no electricity and no network, how can blossoms live?" Mi Xiaoqiao murmured, and his eyes were a little red: "blossoms are most afraid of the heat in summer, and like the Internet. They can't leave the mobile phone air conditioner at home all day."

"Little sister Qiao, it's okay. It's fine over there." Meng Xiaoxiao knew that her delicate and beautiful sister-in-law's extreme care and love for her daughter could be called doting, so she quickly comforted her: "Although there was no air-conditioning fan in ancient times, there was no pollution. Summer was not as hot as here. I could pass it with a small Pu fan. I lived there for several years. I felt that everything was very adapted and I was about to forget my form and be happy. Blossoming like me since childhood, I would be happy and comfortable."

"Xiaoxiao, you really said so well in ancient times? Tell me about the life there." Mi Xiaoqiao looked at Meng Xiaoxiao with expectation and completely pinned all his thoughts on her daughter.

Er, Meng Xiaoxiao cleared her throat, organized words, tried to speak in good terms, and described her experience in ancient times as beautiful as living in a fairyland on earth.

Finally, she said solemnly, "I was the young lady of the general's house at that time. Now I am the daughter of the prime minister's house, and my status is noble enough. Although the material conditions are not as developed as modern times, there are servant girls waiting for me in all aspects of life. I won't even ask her to wash a small handkerchief. You really don't have to worry about her."

"The prime minister's daughter? So in ancient times, blossoming had to recognize a new father and mother." Mi Xiaoqiao had a little taste of food and muttered unhappily, "really, it's my child, but he went to someone else's house to be a lady for no reason. I don't know how the old God did it."