An autumn rain and a cold, by the end of autumn, the rain began to fall more and more endlessly. And what is even more outrageous is that after Ling Siqing decided to choose a concubine for Qiao Muyu, things were far beyond people's imagination, and even became known to everyone.

On this day, Qiao Muyu had just returned from the palace, but he saw a long queue at the gate of the house, and all of them were females.

Qiao Muyu was frightened, and tiptoed over the wall into the courtyard, but he was still shocked by the situation in the courtyard, only to see Ling Siqing holding his baby son Huan'er, watching the women in the courtyard one by one, some dancing, some wailing and singing, some throwing scoundrels, and some squeezing their own **......

Xiao Huan'er is sensible, and seems to be obediently nestled in Ling Siqing's arms, her eyes are dripping, and she actually makes those women look disgraced one by one, especially his sister's methods compared to his father's back then.

Nima, this is the rhythm of rebellion.

Qiao Muyu wanted to step forward to dissuade him, but after thinking about it, he went back to the study directly, it was difficult to ensure that as soon as he stepped forward, he would not make a big mess in the world, he still hid well, he wanted to steal half a day of leisure, but he couldn't even kiss his wife.

Sad, great sorrow.

When Qiao Muyu was holding the book with a helpless face, Xiao Huan'er took small steps and got in, and her little body fell into her father's arms with a pop, and she still shouted inarticulately, "One, one ......"

"Huan'er, your mother took you to have a lot of fun, and you left your father aside."

Xiao Huan'er couldn't understand her father's complaints, and still kept shouting, "One, one......" As for what 'one' is, maybe only he knows it, perhaps, Qiao Muyu also knows it, when the door of the study is pushed open.

Ling Siqing stood at the door, followed by a girl who was quite smart.

Qiao Muyu's face suddenly sank, and he didn't let go of his hand more and more when he hugged Xiaohuan'er, trying to turn this chubby child into a super big bulb, "You're done, my kiss and mother finally remembered that Xianggong was coming." ”

Ling Siqing coughed lightly and motioned for the woman behind her to walk in, "Well, Xianggong look, this girl is okay." ”

Qiao Muyu didn't follow anymore, and his face became longer and longer, "Who is she, get out of the house, who let her enter the prince's study." The tone full of anger drove people directly, and he didn't pay attention to Ling Siqing's ugly expression, in short, he was very unhappy.

"Qiao Muyu, you try another one."

"Me!" Well, Qiao Muyu was spinelessly silent.

Xiao Huan'er looked at her father for a while, looked at her mother for a while, and then looked at the aggrieved aunt, giggling endlessly, and her mouth still kept muttering, "One, one ......" a yarn!

Ling Siqing was good, the girl put it in the room, and went out with Xiaohuan'er in her arms.

Qiao Muyu wanted to call her, but in the end he didn't say anything, and continued to be silent, just watching Ling Siqing go farther and farther, his whole face was a little more majestic, "Whose girl are you?" "One sentence shows its true face.

The woman was gentle, her voice was sweet, and she said softly: "Slave Wanyun, family name Tian." ”

"Tian Wanyun." Qiao Muyu muttered, "In the future, you will be allowed to stay within a foot of me in front of the princess, but pretend to be obedient, stay away from me alone, how far and how far away, remember!" The woman had already seen Qiao Muyujun's beautiful face, and she was already in her heart, but when she heard this, she immediately came to the rain.

Qiao Muyu became even more angry, "Shut up, if you dare to cry, I will directly throw you out of the Prince's Mansion." ”

Tian Wanyun was really well-behaved, so well-behaved, she was like a servant girl who had been trained for a long time, waiting not far away, waiting for Qiao Muyu's orders, Qiao Muyu was also irritable, and lost the sentence "You are not allowed to follow" and went out by herself.

Ling Siqing had just returned to the bedroom with Huan'er in her arms, and her front foot landed on the ground, and Qiao Muyu followed with her back foot.

Ling Siqing frowned, "What about Wanyun?" ”

Qiao Muyu directly stopped thinking about Ling, snatched Xiao Huan'er, and climbed on the bed, "Huan'er, your mother abandoned your father, what do you say your father should do, woo, it's better to be Xiaohuan'er, don't think about anything, you can still occupy your mother's arms." ”

The more Ling Siqing listened, the more wrong it became, "Qiao Muyu, what are you talking nonsense, what about Wanyun?" ”

Qiao Muyu rolled his eyes, very displeased, "Why are you looking for that woman, didn't you stuff it for me, I want her to do whatever I want, she has to go, why are you still looking for her!" The implication is that what to do with love is his business.

Ling Siqing was a little surprised, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he smiled, "Qiao Muyu, did you think something wrong?" ”

"What do you want wrong, the lady's beauty is so obvious, let me think about what is wrong." Qiao Muyu felt quite uncomfortable in his heart, and even the tone of his speech seemed to have little strength, as if he didn't bother to argue.

Ling Siqing burst out laughing, thinking that this Qiao Muyu must have misunderstood something, but he didn't break it.

"Mu Yu, what do you think of that woman?"

"Not how!" Qiao Muyu was very disgusted by this question and answered it extremely perfunctory.

"How, how?" Ling Siqing asked again and again, ignoring Qiao Muyu's increasingly calm expression, only holding back the smile at the corner of his eyebrow, looking at the other side with an unaware and aggrieved look.

"Siqing, if you mention this to me again, I should be really anxious with you!"

Ling Siqing raised her eyebrows, "Urgent, how anxious?" She wondered what would happen next!

Qiao Muyu glanced at Ling Siqing's gloating expression, hugged Xiao Huan'er and walked out of the room, and after a while, he came back empty-handed, the door slammed shut, and then his gaze changed, turning into the appearance of a red fruit. Ling Siqing was shocked, knowing that he had played too much, and wanted to run as soon as his feet turned, but he was caught.

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!" Qiao Muyu hugged her waist and said proudly and coercively.

"Qiao Muyu, don't be impulsive, I'm just joking." Ling Siqing quickly surrendered spinelessly, she didn't want to be able to get out of bed tomorrow after three poles, her expression was a little flustered, but she was still very calm.

Qiao Muyu grabbed Ling Siqing's hands with all his strength, took the whole person into his arms, broke her head with his hand, and turned it slightly to his lips.

Qiao Muyu carefully outlined every inch of her mouth, as if she wanted to label herself, extremely domineering.

This long, warm and sweet kiss almost drained each other's breath. When the lips are separated, there are even thin silver threads, which add to the charm, but it is more heart-warming and indescribably pleasant than that joy.

Ling Siqing only felt that he was drunk, and he was completely drunk.

After a long time, she suddenly woke up and said to Qiao Muyu: "How about I find a goddaughter for Aunt Jiang?" ”

Ling Siqing regretted it as soon as she finished saying this, this was really a blatant joke, seeing that Qiao Muyu's eyes were getting hotter and hotter, it was too late for her to want to flash, the corners of her lips were immediately blocked, and her body and mind could no longer move a single bit.