"Hmm...... Who's going to bring it? Qu Tan'er lowered her eyelids and asked faintly.

"The concubine herself came."

"Oh...... That's fine. "If you are brought by your mother, no matter what, it will not be a disadvantage to your own grandson. The emperor is a bit humane in this regard.

"Tan'er? Are you sad? ”

"It's not sad, it's just a little reluctant. Are you willing to give it up? ”

Mo Liancheng gently hugged her and said softly: "Bear with it for a while, sooner or later we will be reunited." ”

"Good ......"

A few days passed.

In the snow courtyard, in the house, Qu Tan'er coaxed the little guy to sleep, but he was a little careless and slept by himself. Confused, it felt as if something was on me. Instinctively opened his eyes and looked, slightly stunned.

Xiao Yu'er, who was obviously sleeping next to him just now, didn't know when she actually fell on her, the little guy with pink carving was opening big black and pure eyes, as if curiously looking at this world, and the fleshy little hand accidentally grabbed a wisp of green silk that fell on her pillow.

"Baby, what are you thinking?"

Qu Tan'er smiled softly and kissed the little cheek.

The little guy unexpectedly pursed his pink little mouth, as if he was dissatisfied.

"Huh! ……”

It's funny, is it really her son?

Seriously, Qu Tan'er still doesn't have much sense of reality.

"Master, are you awake?" Jingxin came in with a small wooden basin and hot water.

"Has the prince been in court?"

"Yes. Master, the princess is here, and she is in the side hall. She came in and saw that her master was asleep, and she didn't bother, but she kept waiting outside, as if waiting for you to wake up. Jing Xin cautiously approached the side of the bed and whispered to Qu Tan'er.

"Is there something wrong with her?" Qu Tan'er was puzzled.

"The slave doesn't know. Is the master going to invite the princess in? Jingxin asked lightly.

"Let her in."

Not long after, Chinuyama came in, and her beautiful face added a bit of mature femininity. It is estimated that Mo Yihuai still knows a little bit about women's minds, and treats her quite well.

Chinuyama moved a chair and sat in front of the bed, stretched out her hand, and teased Xiao Yu'er.

I usually look at the people who talk a lot, but I don't speak.

"Princess, what's on your mind?" Qu Tan'er leaned on the bedpost and asked with a smile.

"I wouldn't have come to you if I didn't have anything to do."

"No, just come. The Eight Kings' Mansion is always open for you. ”

"Your Highness has been in a bad mood lately."

Does "......" mean that it should have infected her as well?

"I heard that it's because the eighth prince has gone to court."

"Well, what does all this have to do with you? Sometimes, the world of men is not something that we women can participate in. ”

"He's not happy, and I'm not happy."

Qu Tan'er was slightly surprised, "You...... Like him? "Chinuyama actually likes Mo Yihuai?

"Like...... Right. ”

"Of course, didn't you marry your father because of his choice?"

Chinuyama glanced at her, "Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, don't you say so?" ”

"......" Does the woman of the Northern Plains also apply this sentence?

Qu Tan'er opened her eyes wide, looking at her posture, there was really a good chance that she was really interested.

"Mo Yihuai, what's the good?" Even if Qu Tan'er wanted to break her head, she didn't come up with anything that man was worthy of a woman's liking. Look, it's just a superficial and boring man who is obsessed with power, fame and fortune," ...... I don't understand. ”