Chapter Forty-Seven: My Father Doesn't Want Me Anymore

Soon, the father and daughter came to the Sixth Prince's Mansion, and they also carried a lot of things in their hands, all of which were sweetly said on the way that my aunt might like it, and my grandmother might like it, and then Jiang Feng bought them all.

"Are you this son? This is Yiwangfu, do you have anything to do? The doorman guarding the door saw a father and daughter holding a pair of things, one big and one small, and reached out to stop them.

"Big brother, we know that this is Yiwangfu, and my father and I are here to find grandma." The doorman began to look at the two people at the door with a suspicious face, the man wore a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, but this little girl looked very cute, and if you looked closely, there were still three or four like Du Xi'er, after all, the niece was like an aunt, but the doorman didn't think like this, and thought it was the granddaughter of the grandmother.

Then after looking at it again and finding that it was not like it, he instantly remembered that the woman who was picked up by the personal guard next to the prince yesterday was said to be the princess's mother, so the current two people are not from Du Xiangfu.

"We're here to find the prince, and I'm bothering the little brother to help inform us." Jiang Feng looked at the other party looking at himself and Tiantian for a long time, but he had been thinking about it for a long time, his face was embarrassed, and he also felt a headache.

"Then wait a minute." The doorman who was pointed out to the back road hurried in to inform.

At this time, Yan Aoliu and Du Xuan'er and her mother, a family of three, were eating morning tea, originally Shao Lingru and Yan Aoliu didn't let Du Xi'er get up, Du Xi'er even stood up and jumped a few times in order to prove that she was fine, and finally the two had no choice but to let Du Xi'er get up.

"Lord Wang, the guard at the door has a message that there is a man at the door with a little girl who wants to see the prince." Yan Aoliu instantly thought of who it was when he heard it.

"No, this king is not familiar with him."

"Lord Wang, who wants to see you." Du Xi'er instantly ate melons with gossip on her face.

"Sorry for your child, some unrelated people, come and eat more of this."

Soon the guards at the door told Jiang Feng's father and daughter who were waiting at the door that the prince didn't see them, Jiang Feng glanced at He Tian, and He Tian instantly cried like a wise man, crying and still performing.

"What should I do uncle, don't you want Daddy to be sweet, is it because Daddy married a new daughter-in-law so he doesn't recognize Tiantian, will Tiantian be fatherless and motherless in the future, what should I do with Tiantian."

The guard at the door saw Tian Tian, who was crying so sadly, and instantly panicked in his heart and wanted to coax him, but when he heard it, he was terrible, and the bastard son of the prince outside came to the door.

"Don't cry, don't cry, little friend, the slave is going to report.

When Mo Qing came to report once, his face was also a little embarrassed, he knew who the prince was, but he couldn't guarantee whether the prince would really not make mistakes, and then he would talk when he returned.

"Mo Qing, what do you want to say, say it quickly." Yan Aoliu also felt that it was inexplicable what happened to Mo Qing today.

Originally, Mo Qing still wanted to talk to the prince in private, but the prince didn't dare to hide it: "Lord Wang, the children at the door said one by one that you are her father, don't you want her, and they cry sadly." ”

Hearing this, Yan Aoliu's face instantly darkened, and then he couldn't help but look back at Du Xi'er, Du Xi'er was drinking porridge, and when she heard this, her hand didn't obey the call, but she couldn't scoop up the spoonful of porridge with a spoon.

"Xi'er, listen to me." Seeing Du Xi'er like this, what he thought of was Du Xi'er angry or disappointed?

"It's okay lord, I don't care, Mo Qing will invite someone back quickly." Du Xi'er didn't know what was wrong with her, her heart was sullen, and a trace of grievance rose in her heart, slowly spreading. She knew that this was not her emotion, and then instantly thought of the original owner, Du Xi'er.

"Forget it, I'll understand when I see them." What Yan Aoliu wants to see is a Du Xi'er who quarrels with himself and makes trouble with himself, not Du Xi'er who doesn't care like this.