Lip flap slight movement: Yuan Changhuan, there will be a period later; Xie Shizi, there will be no time in the future.

It's over.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye.

It burned Fu Song's little hand, holding this teardrop, Fu Song said glutinously, "Mother, don't cry, Song'er will accompany you." ”

"Well, my mother and Song'er." Fu Yan leaned over and hugged her son, "Remember them, they are the benefactors of our mother and son." ”

Inside the castle of Heijo.

Yuan Changhuan and the others looked at the figure of Fu Yan's mother and son walking farther and farther, and finally spread their hands, "Okay, let's go back." ”

"Do you still want to shop?"

Hearing Yuan Changhuan's question, Feng Jinyue nodded, "He hasn't gone to see our poetry club yet, I'll take him to take a look, you go back and rest first." ”

The last thing on my mind is over, Feng Jinyue's mood is broadened, and her mind to play is also relaxed.

I wish I didn't want to go back today.

"Say goodbye to my aunt and uncle."

Yuan Changhuan shook his son's little hand and reminded.

Yuan Miao was already drowsy and lying on Xie Ci's shoulder, but she was woken up by her own mother, her eyes were misty, dazed, and very cute.

"Hey, don't wake him up, sleep obediently, and my aunt will take Ning Ning to see you another day." Feng Jinyue stroked Yuan Miao's back and slapped him to sleep before whispering, "Let's go, let's go too." ”

Before Ying Si decided to leave, his thin lips moved, and he still spoke, "I live in your mansion." ”

"Okay." Without waiting for Xie Ci to speak, Yuan Changhuan nodded and agreed, his current identity problem, naturally he can't live in Rongyuan Houfu, since he has arrived in Pingcheng, living in the Emperor's Mansion is the best choice.

Ying Si breathed a long sigh of relief, and when he saw that they agreed, he was also relieved, "Let's talk about it later." ”

With that, the few people parted ways.

waited until he returned to the mansion, Yuan Miao hadn't woken up yet, Yuan Changhuan said in a low voice, "You send him back to the room first." ”

Xie Ci didn't let people, he personally hugged Yuan Miao back to his small courtyard, and after putting it down, he hadn't woken up yet, it seemed that he was really tired.

After going out, Mohe said in his ear, "In the past few days, the little boy has been practicing the whip method, and now that he is tired, just rest." ”

He bowed his head slightly, and his eyebrows were gentle, "Take good care of him." ”

"Yes."

Xie Ci left the small courtyard, went straight to Xingzhixuan, solved the small problem, and there was a big one waiting for it, think about it, the corners of Xie Ci's lips were dyed with a smile, and the smile was pervasive, and now it is like this, it is really good.

It's all about the life of your dreams.

As soon as he walked to Xingzhixuan, Xie Ci thought of something, and asked Mo Chen to call the housekeeper, and lightly instructed two sentences, "Set up a banquet, a winter banquet, and invite the magnates of Pingcheng to the banquet in three days." ”

Time is tight.

But if the lord wants to set up a banquet, even if it is a banquet tomorrow, he must do it immediately, and the housekeeper replied repeatedly, "The little one will do it."

Xie Ci paused, he didn't plan to bother his wife, but if he didn't tell her, he was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he turned around and walked to the study, "You tell the princess about this and let her be fully responsible." ”

"Yes."

The butler had a backbone and immediately answered happily.

If he really let him handle this kind of banquet by himself, it's not that he can't do it, but he can't be afraid of the master's heart, now that he is in charge, with the princess in charge, no matter what happens, I'm afraid the lord will not blame.

At this time, Yuan Changhuan had already changed into a cotton skirt in the room, ready to rest for a while.