"There seems to be something wrong with the mental condition of the second brother and sister, according to Xue Liu's meaning......" Xue Jincheng thought with a wry smile, originally Xue Jinhong was Wang Junyao's closest person, and her mental condition would improve in the company of her relatives, but on the contrary, Xue Jinhong can't even keep up his spirit now, let alone accompany his wife? Moreover, Wang Junyao is now full of hatred for Xue Jinhong, Xue Liu is very hesitant, and he is afraid that Xue Jinhong will stimulate Wang Junyao and make his condition even more serious.

"How should I talk to the British government about the matter of the second brother and sister?" Mu Zi said with a sad face.

The British government has been very peaceful in these years, but it is not without bad things.

The British duchess has four sons and one daughter, except for Wang Junyao, the four sons have no heirs so far.

The British government has gradually become the laughing stock of everyone in the capital, and some of the immoral ones are even criticizing the British government behind their backs that the British government has suffered from God's curse and wants to become a desperate household.

Wang Junyao, who finally gave birth to a child, is now in this situation again.

Mu Zi did not believe that the current British government could look at Wang Junyao's experience rationally and considerately.

"I'm afraid my father and mother will have to come forward in this matter, and the two of us are not enough." Xue Jincheng shook his head and said.

"Lord Shizi, madam!" Gui's voice came from outside the door.

"What's the matter?" Mu Zi raised his voice and asked.

"The old lady sent someone to pass the word, she has something to deal with, and she doesn't have to go over tonight's dinner!" Ah Gui said.

"Got it." Mu Zi glanced up at Xue Jincheng.

Soon, just as she guessed, half an hour later, the British princess and his wife came to the Wu'an Hou Mansion with the British prince.

Mu Zi didn't know what they talked about that night, but the people from the British Mansion didn't leave until late at night.

Early the next morning, Sister Yuan woke up sleepy-eyed, only to feel that there was something different around her.

She blinked, turned her head to the right and looked, it was Daddy! Turn your head to the left again, it's my mother!

The little girl was confused, looking at her father and her mother, she was actually asleep between her father and her mother! It's strange that Daddy didn't throw her in a corner?

Sister Yuan looked at Xue Jincheng's elegant sleeping face suspiciously, her little arm stretched out from the quilt, and she gradually woke up a little. Then I remembered what my father and mother had said to her yesterday.

Sister Yuan'er pursed her lips, and then turned her head to look at her mother.

Mu Zi's sleeping face is quiet and beautiful, like a quiet and elegant beauty picture.

Sister Yuan'er's heart was suddenly stuffed by something slowly, and happiness hit her limbs.

The little girl moved slightly, rubbed in the direction of Mu Zi, and then seemed to be still not satisfied with such a distance, and rubbed again, and gradually rubbed into Mu Zi's arms.

Sister Yuan curled up into Mu Zi's arms with satisfaction, intending to sleep again, but suddenly felt cold at the back of her head.

She pondered for a moment, then slowly, turned her head.

I saw Xue Jincheng squinting at her slightly, his eyes exuding a hint of coolness, or threat.

Sister Yuan couldn't help but shudder, and then gave an innocent little face, and her small body rubbed back to the middle with extreme care.

"Now that you're awake, go back to your room and sleep!" Xue Jincheng made an expressionless silent statement. He didn't make a sound, just moved his lips and made a lip shape.

Sister Yuan had an innocent and puzzled expression, alas? Daddy, what are you talking about? I didn't hear it, forget it, I'm sleepy, let's sleep first. So, the little man boldly closed his eyes.