Another day, the eldest prince of the Zhenguo Mansion sent a lost boy back home. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Another day, the eldest prince of the Zhenguo Mansion saw a patient fainting on the side of the road and took the patient to the hospital.

After the incident, there will always be a passer-by A and passer-by B in the crowd, saying something similar, and this passer-by A and passer-by B are played by A, B, and C in turn, striving to be true and not false.

Some smart people began to doubt, why did this eldest prince become famous at this time, could it be on purpose?

You can't underestimate the IQ of the ancients!

At this time, someone came out to refute the rumors, what is deliberately famous, this Xiao Langjun has also helped him before, but he didn't know this Xiao Langjun at the beginning.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that this was really a good boy, but after being recognized once, he couldn't keep a low profile if he did good things!

So far, the image has been successfully created, and the image of a good boy who is happy to help others is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Mu Qian felt that doing good deeds would be addictive, and now that he picked up a copper coin on the ground, he had to inquire for a long time, and after becoming famous, he also smiled at other people's questions, and never felt impatient.

This feeling is so good, he feels that he lost 100 million in the past, and now he has to make up for it all.

There is a sharp contrast between his approachability and Mu Yuan's arrogance, and the image of the perfect son has become less perfect, and there are faint cracks.

Mu Qian's learning is also advancing by leaps and bounds, and with Su Manman's cramming hell teaching, he would be a fool if he couldn't learn it again. When others mention articles, he can actually pick up a few sentences, and he is no longer at a loss.

The scribes who often mingled in the Huiwen Pavilion were surprised to find that the eldest son of the Zhenguo family was not the legendary unlearned and unskilled, at least the foundation was still very solid.

One day, the town of the country's mansion.

Zhenguo Gong Mu Luo walked in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and when he saw a little Langjun walking in front of him in a hurry, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he was a close friend invited by his second son?

"Wait a minute. He stopped the man in front of him, and the man turned around, and he suddenly felt that the man's face was somewhat familiar, as if the answer was in his mouth, and he couldn't spit it out.

"I've seen Dad. Mu Qian bowed his hand to him.

"Mu Qian, you bastard...... Why did you lose weight like this?" Zhen Guogong was taken aback, he couldn't believe his eyes, and the second bastard who blurted out was stunned. The unfamiliar face gave him a feeling of facing a stranger.

"Dad," Mu Qian gave his hand again, "My son feels that he has been too muddy before, and he is determined to change his mind in the future, this losing weight is only the first step, please see his son's performance!" After making a vow, Mu Qian walked away.

Mu Luo looked at his son's back, speechless for a long time, the mood was relieved but indescribable, as if he didn't believe it and wanted to believe it, in short, all kinds of complicated things, but the mood of wanting to scold people when they first met disappeared.

The son grew up too late, so that the old father didn't know how to face it......

After the party, he no longer listened to people praise his second son, but praised the eldest son, what is helpful, very good-hearted, low-key, solid homework and the like, in the second son it became an admonition, saying that it is too high-profile, the full moon is a loss, etc., not an acquaintance, I don't tell you......

Zhen Guogong suddenly felt that the style of painting in this world was changing too quickly, and he couldn't accept it.

So far, the transformation of the little fat man Mu Qian can be regarded as a success, he did not have much notoriety outside before, so this turn was easily implanted in the hearts of everyone, and he became a little Langjun who was not very clever but studious, low-key and helpful.

As for Mu Yuan, his whole focus was on the production of that maid, and his attention to the outside world was much lower, and his brother, who had been suppressed by him without paying attention, came out.

Zheng Jingyi kept people and kept an eye on Mu Yuan's outer house, and after the maid was launched, he told Zheng Jingyi as soon as possible, and Su Manman and others followed closely and also received the news.

Zhao Chenxi was anxious on the ground: "This is going to be born, oops, I'm in a hurry, do you think it will be a son or a daughter?"

Su Manman rolled his eyes: "Don't turn around, it's not your child, you're more anxious than your father!"

"Can you not be in a hurry? The difference between boys and girls is too big, okay?"

Su Manman decided to send Zhao Chenxi a certificate of award for advanced workers at the end of the year, is he too dedicated?

"It's useless to be anxious, we have done what we have to do, let it be fate!"

"Born and born......" a dark line to report.

"What did you give birth to?" Su Manman stood up all of a sudden, bringing down the stools behind him.

"It's a little Langjun!" the man said breathlessly.

"Huh?" Although there are measures to deal with it, the boys' difficulties are obviously much greater than the girls', and everyone is disappointed.

Mu Qian, who had been sitting silently on the chair, suddenly stood up and said, "You have done enough for me, and then it's time for me to behave." No matter how difficult it is, I will not bow my head, and I will never raise a son for others. After saying this, Mu Qian strode out, his back unprecedentedly firm.

They had to make the layout before Mu Yuan brought people into the mansion, otherwise all the arrangements would be in vain.

And at this point in time, everyone thinks that after this woman is out of confinement, the child will be picked up, so it is necessary to act during this time.

After preparing for three days, Mu Qian's mansion made sufficient preparations, made a small plan, and after transferring Mu Yuan out of the mansion, he began to move.

A strange little maid went to Mu Yuan's outer house, and cried to the woman in the house with a sad face: "Madam, we ...... Our second son...... Went to, wow, in ...... was trampled by a horse on the road and died, and before he died, he let the little one leave a word...... Let Mrs. take the little prince back to the Zhenguo Mansion, this is his only ...... Bloodline, after saying this...... Childe is gone......"

The little girl cried silently, and her grief was extreme.

The maid Cuiliu's eyes immediately darkened, how could the second son say that it was gone? She did not doubt the words of this little girl at all, because her existence was very hidden, and it was impossible for people who were not close to her to know about her existence, and they also knew that her child belonged to the second son.

As for this little guy looking at Miansheng, she was classified as a previous little guy and sent it away, this is a new henchman, the second son once mentioned it, so she believed it after the little guy finished speaking.

"What can I do then......? I'm not out of confinement yet!"

"Madam, where can you manage this? This is not a cold winter wax moon, it is important to set the name of Xiao Langjun first, I am afraid that it will change!"

A sentence of late fear of change, so that the maid Cuiliu made up her mind, she and her son's future depends on the present, if it is too late, the second son is buried, who will recognize her?

Women are so ruthless, once they find that their feelings are unprofitable, they immediately consider their own interests.