"Mother, look at this kid is so ugly!" Ling'er was holding the baby in her arms, and no matter how she teased, the baby's eyes never opened.

Jian Ke stepped forward and took a look, it was indeed quite ugly, and he reached out and gently pinched the baby's face with a bad heart.

The baby's delicate skin felt the pain, and immediately cried, frightened Jian Ke was at a loss, the little life turned out to be so wonderful.

"Quick, throw him out!"

Danqing looked at Ling'er with white eyes, why did you bring the child over if you had nothing to do?

Jian Ke glanced at Danqing, so ruthless?

Ling'er didn't listen to Danqing, handed over the child to the nurse who was waiting, and said coquettishly: "Sister, don't you see that our mother likes this child?" ”

I don't understand why Niangniang wants to keep the princess's child by her side, if this child knows his life experience after he is raised, he may be a tiger for trouble.

On that day, Niangniang learned that the prince and the princess came to the palace together, temporarily designed the princess to give birth prematurely, and dropped the full-term child of the house slave with the princess's child.

But Ling'er is also scared, if the crown princess is investigated afterwards, I don't know what countermeasures the mother has?

I didn't expect news from the palace, it is said that the crown princess was abolished by the prince within a few days after giving birth, which is simply something worth applauding!

-- In the spring of March of the 31st year of Emperor Wen of Yasukuni, everything recovered.

The Southern Xia Kingdom restlessly began to shout at Yasukuni, attacking the city all the way and occupying the three cities of Yanzhou.

The war ahead is urgent, the enemy is present, and the two forces above the court have invariably stopped the war without gunpowder, and there is a tacit understanding that the flag will die down.

Nanxia and Dajing have always been at odds, and last year the prince tried to eradicate Feng Lian with him.

But the land of Nanxia is not enough to challenge Dajing, and it is strange to suddenly declare war, but Feng Lian, who is the king of war, has to stand up in the voice of the appeal of his father and hundreds of officials.

The war king Feng Lian was dressed in military uniform, Zuo Meng and Min Ying rode war horses on his side, and the three of them led 200,000 lions on the journey amid the cheers of the people.

Jian Ke stood on top of the city tower and watched the army go away...... Until Feng Lian's majestic figure disappeared into a banner fluttering in the wind.

Ziwu tugged at the corner of Jian Ke's clothes and played: "Ke'er, let's go to the racecourse to play!" ”

Her husband went on an expedition and left her alone in Kyoto, although the two sides of the DPRK and China no longer pinched each other because of the war, but there was no guarantee that she would become the target of the public, and if she was not careful, her bones would be gone.

Where is the heart to play?

Although Feng Lian comforted her and said that she had arranged it properly, Jian Ke still had palpitations, and she didn't like the feeling of not being able to control the overall situation.

What's more, she was still sick, but Feng Lian ignored her and left, she wanted to go crazy when she was upset!

Feng Lian is no more, she also has to beware of the prince and others, if it weren't for the prince, how could she be poisoned?

Jian Ke pulled the corner of his clothes and took a step to the side.

This fool sticks to her without anyone sticking, don't you see her annoyed!

But this fool is pretty beautiful when he washes it up!

"Ke'er, do you hate Ziwu?"

Ziwu's aggrieved little eyes looked at Jian Ke, and she didn't have the corners of her clothes to play with, and played with her slender fingers.

No one will refuse beautiful things, and in the face of such a handsome and lovely little fool, Jian Ke's heart can't harden.

What kind of care is needed to have such a smooth hair?

It's really strange, it's a dirty and smelly beggar when he picks it up, how can he seem to be a completely different person at this time?

"No, Ke'er hurts Ziwu the most!"

Jian Ke smiled softly, and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his green silk.

Coaxed in a low voice: "Ke'er is a little tired, shall we go home?" ”

Ziwu was happy and fell together, and nodded with a smirk: "Go home!" ”

was obviously a head taller than Jian Ke, but he leaned down and snuggled up to her shoulder, obediently like a little milk dog.