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As soon as Mingjing went to invite, Imperial Physician Zheng readily agreed to go to the General's Mansion to take care of her and give birth to a child. One mountain can't accommodate two tigers!

Mingjing went back to say goodbye to Guo Shuai and picked up the little girl by the way.

Looking at the past, the little girl who is ignorant is fearless, and she is standing on tiptoe to touch Guo Shuai's head lying on the recliner. A piece of Guo Shuai's scalp was cut off by the enemy with a knife, and after it grew up, that piece of hair was a little less. The little girl was afraid that she felt a little strange when she saw it, and she reached out curiously to touch it.

Guo Shuai didn't think it was angry, so he watched happily. Ming Hao hurriedly stepped forward a few steps forward and grabbed the little niece's hand, "How dare you touch the elder's head if you want to?" ”

The little girl looked at her uncle, can't she touch it?

Guo Shuai said: "It's okay, this little girl is a male doll." It also looks sturdy, and it is quite overwhelming to hold, like a small scale. ”

Mingjing smiled, "My sister-in-law has always wanted to have a son, so she simply raised her as a son." Guo Shuai, then I'll take my leave first. "Without the Wang family by her side, Xiao Niuniu's personality is much more wanton than her sister.

Ming Hao and Xiao Yaya also bowed and said goodbye. The little girl was blessed with the appearance of her sister, but she didn't balance well and sat on the ground. got up with a smile on his hands, and waved at Guo Shuai. Obviously, it's only been a short time, and the old and the young are doing well.

Mingjing looked angry and funny, and the little girl stepped forward to pat the grass on her buttocks.

Guo Shuai waved at them, "You have to come and sit down often, you don't have to say goodbye, just talk to my old man." ”

"Good!"

From the third day, Mingjing arranged for Ge Lao and Hu to enter the palace to teach Ming Hao in an orderly manner. Then a third embroidery workshop was opened, and there was also a counter dedicated to selling body creams. Because of the most popular styles of clothes and moisturizers in Beijing, business was booming from the beginning. And all the maids in the house are also beginning to strengthen their training, and gradually form a women's guard team of forty people. Xiao Jie and Xiao Min, who returned to the border city one step later, were among them.

As soon as the days of stability passed, it was more than half a month, and Ling Jingshan only had one letter back, but he was still guarding the big tent of the Chinese army and could not be separated.

The information in Beijing once again reached the general's mansion: after the king of Xiping arrived in Beijing, he asked for the title of prince for his eldest son. The emperor has given his permission, and the decree will soon arrive at the palace.

Mingjing closed the letter, "I didn't expect the death of the national teacher to really pass so silently." It seems that no matter how powerful you are in life, you will die like a lamp going out. ”

She walked over and told the Punchline Master the news, who was pleasantly surprised. The eldest son was not from her, she was glad that the dust had settled on this matter, and her son would soon be able to leave the palace and come to the border city. As soon as the canonization ceremony is over, you can leave. She's here, and the reason is all ready-made: to visit her mother!

"Uh, master, does uncle know that you are from the former East Palace?"

"Yes, so he's always been very low-key. But he can't help but be low-key, Wang Ye has three disciples alone. ”

That one will probably really not refuse. If King Xiping hadn't had nostalgia and sympathy for his deceased brother, he would not have taken in Master Punchline and Hu Yue, who had borne the name of a prisoner, for more than 30 years.

"Then I'll have someone clean up the guest house next to you. At that time, it will be convenient for your mother and son to get together more. ”

The Punchline Master nodded happily, "It's hard work." By the way, I have already written to inform the prince of that incident. ”

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