Nineteen happily waved his hand at Murong Chong and said, "Father, the son and son are also retiring!" ”

"Yes."

*******、

Murong Xing originally wanted to ask King Qing about the jade pendant, but as soon as this kid came out of the door, he clamored to sleep, so she had to give up!

"Xing'er, when you are free, tell Uncle Huang what you want to say." It was late at night, and he was not fit to stay in the harem.

Murong Xing hung his head, nodded helplessly, and returned to Yan Pavilion with Murong Qianhong.

"Xing'er, rest early."

"Eun."

Murong Xing led the nineteenth back to the dormitory to rest, and asked curiously, "You—why—want to follow me?" ”

The bouncing Nineteen stopped, looked up, smiled on his fleshy little face, lowered his head and continued walking.

Murong Xing frowned: "You kid - you took the wrong medicine - ." ”

Her impression of Nineteen was not like this, and sure enough, he stomped on her foot.

"You'll need to take your medicine."

Murong Xing let go angrily, squatted down and stroked and touched her right foot, she was really unlucky today, her hand was injured, she was beaten into internal injuries, and then she was pinched, and she was stepped on by this kid again.

Is today her day of calamity?

"Let's go! I won't take you with me - sleep. "I'm so angry with her, how can there be such a child who doesn't know how to be polite.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and the little guy took the initiative to walk up to her, pulled her dress, and Nuo Nuo said: "Sister, does it still hurt?" ”

Murong Xing frowned, stood up and looked down at him, she hadn't spoken yet, and she heard him speak lazily again.

"I'm sleepy." Murong Qianhong leaned on her leg like a little Keling.

"-" Murong Xing would not be fooled so easily.

But after standing for a while, the little guy still didn't react, and Murong Xing asked tentatively, "Murong Qianhong, what trick are you playing?" ”

She was answered by the sound of even breathing.

"Really asleep?" Murong Xing was a little unconvinced, and he was still full of energy in front of him, so he would fall asleep.

"Murong Qianhong?"

Still without a sound answering her, she crouched down on her small body, holding his shoulders with both hands, and looking at his drooping head.

Murong Xing frowned: "This is too fast!" ”

She had no choice but to reach out and pick him up, but she still pulled the internal injuries on her body, and she hissed in pain.

Return to Guiyan Pavilion.

"Princess."

"You don't have to follow up, let's all go and rest!" Seeing that they were going to follow up and serve, she spoke directly.

She was already very tired, and she didn't want to bow to see these people who were not afraid of being tired, and she just wanted to fall asleep now.

I'm really tired today, very tired.

"Yes." The palace people opened the door for her and closed it again.

She patted Murong Qianhong's back and muttered to herself, "If I were also a child, would I be so ignorant of troubles." ”

But then I thought about it, when she was a child, she was the most troubled, and she was forced by her master to do this and learn that every day, she thought that only her childhood was growing up in learning and reproach!

Holding Murong Qianhong, he gently put him on the bed, but he knew that as soon as he put it down, the little guy opened his eyes.

"Huh?" Murong Xing blinked his eyes and looked at him puzzled, this is a god horse situation?

Murong Qianhong rubbed his eyes with his fat two little hands, and Nuo Nuo said, "Sister, I can't sleep well." ”