"The last general will see the queen's mother."

Zhou Feiran thought about it, or Le Ma and came down to salute.

Hua Rong waved his hand, "No courtesy." General Zhou, this is ......"

Zhou Feiran straightened up, "Go home." ”

Hua Rong let out an "oh", glanced at Lin Huan, who was already on Zhou Feiran's body with eyes next to her, and hurriedly asked Zhou Feiran to leave, for fear of taking another look, and couldn't help it.

"That...... Hurry up and go back, Aunt Zhou is very worried about you. ”

Zhou Feiran said "um", blessed his body, and bowed and said goodbye.

Just flew on the horse and prepared to leave.

Lin Huan couldn't help but take half a step forward, his brain was blank, but when he saw Zhou Feiran leaving, he couldn't help but follow, as if he was being dragged by something.

Hua Rong was startled, and hurriedly pulled Lin Huan and dragged her back.

"What for?!"

Lin Huan didn't squeak, and watched Zhou Feiran leave, and didn't come back to his senses until he was gone.

Full of shyness and guilt, he called, "Aunt." ”

Hua Rong supported his forehead, unable to do it, "Huan'er...... Maternal aunt... Forget it. ”

It's really not exported, it's already too much, and it's all redundant and redundant.

"It's almost time to shop, let's go back."

Lin Huan replied, tiptoed behind Hua Rong and got into the carriage and drove towards the palace.

The carriage was surprisingly quiet, Hua Rong rubbed her temples with a headache, and she didn't even feel strong to speak.

Lin Huan sat silently on the side, his face full of guilt, and after a while, he asked anxiously, "Auntie, are you angry with Huan'er?" ”

"No Sakura" Hua Rong shook her head, "Aunt feels sorry for you." ”

Lin Huan's nose was sour, and his voice was choked, "Auntie...... I'm sorry..."

When Hua Rong heard this, she couldn't help but feel distressed, "Silly boy, aren't you sorry?" ”

Lin Huan sobbed, "It's Huan'er I'm sorry for my aunt, Huan'er knows that my aunt is for Huan'er's good, but Huan'er can't help it as soon as she sees him...... I can't help but step forward, I can't help but get closer... I'm sorry...... I'm really sorry..."

Hua Rong's heart twitched twice, and she touched Lin Huan's head, "There's nothing to be sorry for, you don't have to be sorry for your aunt, after all, you can't help liking someone, if you don't, your eyes will be revealed, and your actions will be expressed." Auntie doesn't blame you, Auntie just wants you to ......"

The words of stopping turned a thousand times in the throat, and when they came to the mouth, they were replaced by more tactful persuasion.

"I hope you'...... I can be happy. ”

There are many kinds of happiness, and if you are not with the person you like, you will not necessarily be happy, but if you are with someone who does not like you, you will definitely not be happy.

Her Huan'er must be happy.

Lin Huan's eyes were full of tears in an instant, and he couldn't stop crying, "But...... Huan'er likes him..."

Hua Rong sighed and hugged Lin Huan in her arms, "Aunt knows, Huan'er likes him, but Huan'er ...... People don't just like one Rao in this life, you just haven't met someone more amazing than Zhou Feiran, and if you do, you may like him too. ”

Lin Huan wiped his tears and raised his face pitifully, "Really? ”

Hua Rong distressedly brushed aside the wet bangs crying in front of her forehead, "Really, you can't forget, it's just that Zhou Feiran amazed you, and when you meet someone more amazing, you will also be excited, and then slowly forget Zhou Feiran." ”

Lin Huan lowered his eyes, bit his lip, was silent for a while, and asked hesitantly, "Auntie, will there be someone more amazing than Zhou Feiran?" ”

Hua Rong smiled, feeling that she had taken a step forward, at least she was not entangled in Zhou Feiran, and was willing to take a step forward.

"Absolutely!"

No, she also got one out, which is more amazing than Zhou Feiran!

However, no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't figure out what Zhou Feiran was amazing.

There are countless people who are better than Zhou Feiran, and there are also those who are more powerful than Zhou Feiran in martial arts, and there are also two young generals who can sit in the position of general, as for the status, it is indeed higher, but there are not many royal children.

Later, Hua Rong thought about it seriously and finally summed it up, the martial arts that are better than Zhou Feiran are not as high as Zhou Feiran, and the position of martial arts higher than Zhou Feiran is not as high as Zhou Feiran, and the position is the same as Zhou Feiran, but the identity is not as good as Zhou Feiran.

Zhou Feiran's amazement is the astonishment of all the outstanding ones that came together.

"Rong'er! Rong'er! ”

As soon as Xiang Ziyu heard that Hua Rong had returned to the palace, he hurried over, hurried over, and slowed down when he arrived outside the Changle Palace, pretending not to be in a hurry as if he was taking a leisurely walk, and slowly entered.

Hua Rong lay on the chaise longue and glanced at Xiang Ziyu weakly.

Xiang Ziyu was taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward, pinching his arms and legs, "Tired?" How's it going? I heard that you also went to the marriage temple to ask for a signature. ”

Hua Rong said "um" and pointed to his left shoulder, Xiang Ziyu immediately understood, and focused on pinching his left shoulder.

Xiang Ziyu guessed, "What is the result?" How do you think you have a weak breath? Bad results? ”

Hua Rong sighed for a long time, frowning, "Today I went to ask for a sign, and I signed it, the monks of the temple, Huan'er and Zhou Feiran have no fate, even if they have a part, it is fleeting, and there is no happy ending." ”

Xiang Ziyu sighed, "What if it's with someone else?" ”

Hua Rong's eyes lit up, "Very good ending, happy and happy." ”

Xiang Ziyu choked and couldn't help but complain, "Anyway, Zhou Feiran can't do it?" ”

Hua Rong angrily slapped Xiang Ziyu, "It can't be like this, not only Zhou Feiran can't do it, but also those who are not amazing enough!" ”

Xiang Ziyu smiled, "Yes, yes, yes, people who are not amazing enough are not worthy of your niece." ”

Hua Rong let out an extremely serious "um", and then felt that something was wrong, and turned to glare at Xiang Ziyu.

"Isn't Huan'er worthy?!"

Xiang Ziyu immediately coaxed, "Worthy of it!" Worthy of! Definitely deserved! ”

"It's just ......"

After a moment of conversation, he asked very realistically, "Which extremely amazing son is Madam optimistic about?" ”

Hua Rong sighed with a headache, "I don't know, it's not Zhou Feiran, it's better than Zhou Feiran, it's okay to be more amazing than Zhou Feiran, good conduct, outstanding appearance, proficient in martial arts, status can't be low, identity can't be bad, it's best to be a general." ”

Xiang Ziyu complained directly, "How about the fairy that the lady fancies?" ”

The consequence of complaining directly is a slap on the arm.

Hua Rong sternly accused Xiang Ziyu of the question, "Seriously, even if you and I are husband and wife, she is my niece, and that is your niece." ”

Xiang Ziyu flattened his mouth aggrievedly, "Madame's is joking for her husband, but is it a bit too high for her husband's requirements?" ”

Hua Rong raised her eyebrows and shrugged, "I don't think so." ”

Xiang Ziyu choked and laughed dryly, "Does that lady have a suitable candidate?" ”

Hua Rong choked, and didn't come up with a name, "I don't know much about those children of the family in Chang'an, don't ask you, give you a chance to perform." ”