The Ninth Prince can see that Xiao Ting really likes Xiaoyun, but I just don't know, when is the deadline for her liking?

Maybe she's too young to understand what biological and non-biological children mean to her, maybe it's just because children are fun.

"Xiaoyun is the only little master of the palace, and this king will not have other children." He can't afford it.

Xiao Ting nodded, indifferently responding, "I know, you're not in good health!" ”

Nine Princes: "......" He didn't mean that.

"Xiaoyun is a matter of her daughter, and I ask the princess not to tell others."

Although Xiao Ting was curious, since people said so, she was embarrassed to ask again, so she nodded in response.

"Since the sixth girl has accepted this identity, Xiaoyun will bother you in the future."

When talking about this matter, the Nine Princes looked a little solemn, "If one day I am gone, I hope you can also treat her well." ”

Xiao Ting was surprised, "Your illness is so serious, are you going to die soon?" ”

The Ninth Prince felt that if he chatted with her, he would really die soon.

Xiao Ting also realized that she couldn't say the word death, so she covered her mouth at the moment and said, "Don't worry, the palace is so rich and powerful, are you afraid that you won't be able to raise a child?" ”

If he didn't know the wealth of the Xiao Mansion and Xiao Ting's dowry, the Nine Princes would have thought that this girl was poor and scared, and always thought about money.

"In the future, the affairs of the palace will be handed over to you to take care of, and the king will explain to the housekeeper, except for the king's amazing courtyard in the palace, other places will be tossed with you."

As soon as Xiao Ting heard the toss, she remembered the 'brilliant deeds' of the original owner, and the moment was in harmony.

"Is it all over? Can you eat? ”

Xiao Ting touched her stomach and blinked at him.

The Ninth Prince asked himself not to look at her unruly actions as much as possible, and asked, "The princess can also mention any conditions." ”

"I don't."

Everything went as she wanted, and this cheap husband was so easy to talk to, oops, life is a joy.

During the meal, Chu Yun knew that Xiao Xin would stay in the palace for a few days, and he was very unhappy, so he pulled his little face the whole time.

Xiao Ting changed her attitude towards her in the early morning and began to feed Xiao Xin, while Chu Yun was full of displeasure, poking the rice grains in the bowl, reluctantly, looking up at the two sisters and brothers from time to time.

Really, it's an eyesore!

The red spoon was on the side, seeing that his own girl was snubbing Xiao Shizi like this, he was a little uneasy, and just after finishing the meal, he stepped forward and asked: "Girl, if you do this, the prince will have an opinion." ”

"What's wrong with me?" Xiao Ting asked casually, and then threw herself on the soft couch and lay down, thinking that this palace is so big, the prince let her toss casually, meaning that she can transform it casually!

I can't tell what's wrong with just looking at it.

"Girl, you only have ten sons to eat, Xiao Shizi is watching from the side, you are stunned and didn't give him a single leaf, you didn't see Xiao Shizi running out in a negative mood." Red Spoon understands her girl, which is a bit lacking in her heart, and she explains kindly.

"Oh."

Xiao Ting let out a cool sigh, and then brought the beauty fan next to her to cover her eyes, thinking in her heart that she would go to the palace when it was cool in the afternoon.

As for the two noisy little dots outside, Xiao Ting said that they love to fight and make trouble casually.

Red Spoon saw that his girl was going to take a nap, so he had to retreat.

The two days passed in a flash, and Xiao Ting lay in the courtyard every day, either listening to the noise of the two little ghosts, or eating and eating, and the days were very comfortable.

Her wish is to live like this for the rest of her life.

When I returned to the door on the third day, early in the morning, Xiao Ting was dug out of the bed by the red spoon.

"Princess, it's time to get up and go home."

On the other side, Xiao Xin was also pinching Xiao Ting's nose, while calling her sister to get up in a milky voice.

Xiao Ting was tossed by these two people, and finally had no choice, so she opened her eyes and stretched her waist to get up.

closed her eyes the whole process and let others wait for her, and the red spoon was helpless, always feeling that her girl liked the current day very much.

But she found out that the girl and her aunt did not have sex at all.

It's nothing now, when the little son grows up, what will her girl do?

No, she must think of a way to go back this time.

When the three dynasties returned to the door, Xiao Ting left Xiao Xin in the palace, she asked the housekeeper, and the housekeeper said that the prince had entered the palace, so she took the red spoon and prepared to go back.

Seeing the princess like this, the intimate housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to explain that the prince had already ordered to come down, and the gifts for returning to the door were ready, knowing that the princess did not like to sit in a sedan chair, and also set up the carriage.

In the face of such a thoughtful approach by the cheap husband, Xiao Ting said, well, the nine princes are not bad.

The red spoon looked in his eyes, and the discomfort in his heart also dissipated.

When he returned to the Xiao Mansion, Uncle Guo was already waiting at the door, stretching his neck to look ahead, followed by the eldest lady and several concubines.

Xiao Ting got out of the carriage, and Mrs. Xiao took the things, and walked all the way to the hall, where everyone said good things and dispersed.

Uncle Guo looked around, and then asked in a low voice, "Why didn't the prince come back with you?" ”

He saw a lot of thieves looking at their mansion just now, especially the carriage, and now the news that the ninth prince did not accompany his girl back to the mansion must have spread to the mansions.