Meng Qiao leaned back, his ruddy little mouth raised a beautiful arc, and he couldn't close his mouth at all.

"I'm a female streamer, so important in your heart Lord Rong?"

"Of course, little fool!"

Ouyang Rong laughed, imprinted a kiss on the top of her hair, and the horse galloped under her, and the two never stopped, and finally returned to the Wei country that they thought about day and night.

"It's good to be back, it's better for us to be Da Wei!"

The streets of the capital are still as prosperous as ever, people come and go, shoulder to shoulder, Meng Qiao took a breath of fresh air, and his nose was filled with the taste of various snacks mixed together, which made people feel at ease from the bottom of their hearts.

"Husband, let's go and bring the little rice cake back, but I miss death!"

Meng Qiao turned around and grabbed the clothes on his chest, his tender little hands clenched into fists, and his delicate appearance was very cute.

At the mention of the word small rice cake, Ouyang Rong sighed.

These days, he has really wronged his son, and his father and mother are not around.

Ouyang Rong held her shoulder tightly, raised his sword eyebrows, and his eyebrows were full of satisfied smiles.

"It's just time to arrive at the Prime Minister's Mansion, you go back and freshen up first, I'll go back to the palace to have a look, and I'll bring the child over immediately."

Suddenly hearing him mention the Prime Minister's Mansion, Meng Qiao couldn't help but be shocked.

After walking for so long, I don't know if the little sister has coped with it, Wei Ling has been so eager, I don't know how many times I have come.

Meng Qiao turned around and looked at it, almost forgetting that he had torn off his mask when he was in the Song Kingdom, and now that the two of them were riding together, it was inevitable that it would not be good to be looked at by others.

"Good! I'll go back and wait for you first. ”

Meng Qiao nodded, but the man still hugged her waist, for fear that she would fall.

It wasn't until I saw her landing safely that I let go of my hand with confidence, she knew martial arts, sweat dropped!

The two guards guarding outside the Prime Minister's Mansion saw their lord and Prince Rong reluctantly saying goodbye from a distance, and the intimate appearance of the two couldn't help but make people think about it.

"Your Excellency!"

The two guards knelt on the ground with their fists clenched, and Meng Qiao paused and nodded.

"Sister Meng, you're finally back!"

As soon as Meng Qiao entered the hospital, he was pounced, Pan Xiaomei dropped the unfinished handkerchief in her hand, buried her head on Meng Qiao's shoulder, and began to cry.

"Okay, okay, don't cry."

Meng Qiao patted her back, and felt a sour feeling in her heart, why didn't she miss this home!

"You've been gone for so long, I'm almost worried to death, I miss the little rice cake and I can't go out of the house to see it, I'm about to die."

Pan Xiaomei kept sobbing, and she couldn't control it at all.

"Don't worry, although it has been a little thrilling these days, there is no worry about your life. The prince came back with me, he went to pick up the child, and he will see you in a while! ”

"That's great!"

There were still tears on her face, and the little sister suddenly laughed again.

"I'm tired of running all the way, I'll get you bath water."

Pan Xiaomei was so excited that she didn't know what to do, and when she looked up, she saw that Meng Qiao was tired and dusty, and hurried to prepare hot water.

I haven't seen her busy figure for a long time, Meng Qiao hooked the corners of his lips and smiled, I don't know what tiredness is these days, and I don't dare to shout tired, I'm afraid that I'll be so lazy, I really can't come back.

Meng Qiao sat on the stone bench outside, supporting his chin and quietly in a daze.

"Sister Meng, go wash it, it's ready."

Pan Xiaomei has always been quick with her hands and feet, and it didn't take long to prepare the bath water, since Meng Qiao was pregnant, there was no one in the house, and she did everything herself.

Meng Qiao nodded vigorously, just hearing the word "bath", his whole body itched, and he ran into the house happily.

As soon as he entered the room, the tender little hand could no longer hold it back, and reached out and tore off the human skin mask on his face.

The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, leaned over and washed his face first.

Meng Qiao was just about to tear off the belt of his clothes when he suddenly heard movement in the room!

"Who? Come out? ”

Xue Nen's fingers trembled, and Meng Qiao casually wiped his face with a cotton towel and tied the belt again.

After a long time, footsteps sounded again in the house, and Meng Qiao held his breath and clenched his fists.

"Little Joe, you've deceived me so hard!"

Haw, the cotton towel in Meng Qiao's hand instantly fell into the steaming bathtub.

Wei Ling staggered out of it, staring straight at the person in front of him, with tears in his eyes, his chest rising and falling.

"You, who you are, I don't recognize you."

Meng Qiao bit his lip, looking weak, turned around and lowered his head, just like the shyness when he first charged with him that day.

Wei Ling suddenly rushed over, grabbed her shoulder and sneered a few times.

"I never believed that women could control people's minds, you know? How I wish it was a dream, I would rather go back to the days when we could still live in peace, but you are his! ”

Meng Qiao shrunk his neck, turned around forcefully, and deliberately avoided him.

"Don't lie to me anymore, I just saw you tear off your mask, you are Meng Qiao, my Meng Aiqing!"

Two lines of hot tears slowly flowed down from his handsome cheeks, and Wei Ling looked up to the sky and roared, excited to the extreme.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and slowly turned around, his heart was extremely confused.

I have been thinking about how to explain it to him, but now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he is a little caught off guard.

"Yes, I'm Meng Qiao."

"Why, why lie to me?"

Wei Ling grabbed her arm excitedly, and Meng Qiao was shocked, and immediately shook off his confinement.

"Your Majesty, why are you here, Your Majesty?"

Hearing the sound of talking in the house, Pan Xiaomei immediately ran to the house, knelt on the ground, and quickly grabbed his arm.

"How could I see such an ironic picture if I didn't come?"

Wei Ling gritted his teeth and stared at her, unhappy in his heart

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