"Mother, the road ahead is a little dark, let your son hold you. ”

On the path in the Peach Blossom Garden, Xiao Lingtian leaned around the Empress Dowager Ci'an with a flattering smile on his face, and his old face was almost squeezed into a flower, not caring at all about the prince and his wife who were following behind him, Xiao Feixing, Xiao Weigeng, Xiao Zhukai and others.

"Don't think that if you use this set, the mourning family won't be angry with you. Although he didn't refuse the kindness of his emperor's son, and let him hold his arm, the queen mother's words were not warm at all, "If it weren't for the mourning family not checking for a while, let you mix in Mu Xing and them, you wouldn't want to take a step in this Ci'an Palace." ”

"Yes, yes, it's the son's fault that the queen mother is angry, isn't the son here to admit his mistake to the queen mother. It was rare to get to his wife's side, and Xiao Lingtian was a little more attentive.

"You can't afford to admit your mistakes, and maybe because you don't follow the law of etiquette, let you, the holy king, admit your mistakes, and you will be whipped. The Empress Dowager glared at Xiao Lingtian, who was pretending to be well-behaved with low eyebrows, and said with a sigh: "You all say that the mourning family favors the good grandson, yes, the mourning family still favors him." Mu Xing was weak when he was a child, Xinlan and you both held him in the palm of his hand, and the mourning family didn't have that chance to get together. After the birth of the good grandson, the mourning family does not blame you for hurting Mu Xing, but they don't want the good grandson to be left out in the cold, so they simply bring it to themselves. It's so big, it's not as long as an arm, it's a small lump, and it only starts when he cries, and the mourning family takes care of it with a handful of and urine, and even puts his small bed next to the mourning family's bed at night. After finally bringing it up, and suddenly going to join the army, do you think the mourning family will not feel distressed? Such a big empire, and still can't find anyone else, want the good grandson of the mourning family to go to that precarious life?"

"What the queen mother said was that it was all the son's fault. Xiao Lingtian lowered his head and didn't dare to object to anything.

"The children of the Xiao family, leading the troops to defend the country, although the mourning family is distressed, they also understand the reason, so except for occasionally chanting a few words, I have never really blamed you, the saint. What's more, the good grandson is talented, he can pacify the anti-thieves inside, and expand the territory outside, and the mourning family is happy for him when they hear the good news. The good grandson was filial, he was injured, and he never said it. When he beat the white widow out that year, he was so seriously injured, knowing that the mourning family had gone to the victory gate to pick him up, he walked out of the starship and talked and laughed at the mourning family, but the mourning family saw that there was still blood oozing from his nails! The mourning family did not mention it, not because he did not know, but because he was afraid that the good grandson would see the tears of the mourning family and change the method to make the mourning family happy, so he would not be able to recuperate his wounds properly! The mourning family, who is a grandmother, can feel sorry for his grandson, what have you done as a father?" The queen mother became more and more angry, and stared sideways at the man beside her.

"Yes, it's true that my son is wrong. Xiao Lingtian's words this time seemed much more sincere, and his heart was also full of feelings.

"Hey......" sighed, and the Queen Mother retracted her gaze, "The mourning family is a woman who lives in the deep palace, and she really doesn't understand your major affairs in the world. Is it difficult to do it, the so-called major events in the world, do you still have to be the good grandson to be the big culprit? The injuries you suffered on the battlefield are not enough, and you have to be injured again in your own home? It's just that you should make a decree tomorrow, wipe all the official titles of the good grandson and drive them back to the fiefdom, and the mourning family will also go to the fiefdom of the good grandson to retire and live a quiet life. ”

"Mother, doesn't my son already know that he is wrong? Queen Mother, spare your son's ministers this time. Xiao Lingtian's face turned bitter, and he raised his head and pleaded again.

"Imperial grandmother, look, the third brother seems to be over there. Xiao Muxing, who had been following him and didn't speak before, hurriedly came to "rescue" at this moment, pointed to the light in front of him through the peach blossom forest.

When the Queen Mother heard this, she really diverted her attention and stopped to look among the flowers. is about the downwind relationship, and it seems that you can still hear the laughter between Xiao Yichen and Yu Xiaoxiang.

Xiao Lingtian breathed a sigh of relief, looked back at Xiao Muxing like a reward, and then said softly: "Queen Mother, let's go over." ”

"Wait a minute, the mourning family will stand here and listen to what the good grandson and the girl have to say. But the queen mother refused to take a step, and seemed to want to listen to the root of the wall again.

"Okay, listen to the queen mother. Xiao Lingtian didn't object, he turned around and waved his hand at Xiao Cheng, who immediately bowed and waved at the guards, palace maids, and chamberlains who followed behind, and asked them to retreat cautiously and softly.

Xiao Yichen and Yu Xiaoxiang on the other side didn't know that a group of guys listening to the root of the wall came behind them, and at this moment, I saw Xiao Yichen put down the chopsticks in his hand, and he didn't know what to think, the sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and his gaze became far-reaching.

"Hey, hey~~" I found that I didn't react at all when I said two words, straightened up and stretched out my jade hand and shook it in front of the handsome face, Yu Xiaoxiang tilted her head and said, "What's wrong?

"Why?" Xiao Yichen was stunned for a moment, then turned to the pretty face in front of him, with a smile in his eyes, and said deliberately: "Yes, this king is scolding him, don't you think you should scold?"

"Of course not!" Yu Xiaoxiang immediately straightened her small body and said as a matter of course.

"Why? If this king remembers correctly, you didn't scold at all before. Xiao Yichen began to have fun with himself again.

"That's different! When he beats you, people look uncomfortable, so of course they have to scold him a few words to get angry. But you are his son, and the son can't scold his father. The dog is not poor, and the son does not say anything about the father, this is a very simple truth. What's more......" Yu Xiaoxiang simply stood up from the stool, waved his white jade-like arms, and walked around in front of Xiao Yichen like a conductor and said, "What's more, he is still a holy monarch, that is the emperor." Although I don't know how to be an emperor, it must not be such a good thing as being very majestic. If you think about it, the emperor has to make a lot of decisions every day, and if he does it well, the common people will have a better life, and if he doesn't do it well, then everyone in the world will be unlucky, so he must have a very hard time. Moreover, although he beat you today, you also designed it yourself, so you can't scold him. What's more, you're hurt and your grandmother hurts you so much, and your dad may still blame himself now, worrying about not being able to eat and sleep well all day, right?"

"Well, it seems to make some sense. However, what this king designed was to demote a knighthood and be scolded, but he didn't want to be whipped. Perhaps, he just wants to take the opportunity to beat this king? In this way, this king can't scold him a few words?" Xiao Yichen touched his chin with a look of "I am very aggrieved".

Tilting his little head and thinking about it, Yu Xiaoxiang said, "What you said is also right." But you are his son, you still can't scold him, I'll help you scold!"

When the words fell, Yu Xiaoxiang put his hands to his lips as a trumpet, and shouted into the moonsky: "Holy Monarch, you big bastard!"

"Haha......" Looking at that cute appearance, Xiao Yichen couldn't help laughing.