"Didn't you tell the old man to pay attention!? If you weren't ruthless, how could Yunjin's stupid girl realize her heart? ”

That's true!

If you are not ruthless, how can you be touched by the princess? See your heart clearly?

If this is the case, if the princess is still the same for the king, it means that the princess is really not left for the king at all!

And the king can only die.

"Okay, just follow what you said, old prince, as for this manpower...... It's up to you, the old prince, to arrange it! Xiao Jingyao said.

Letter to the old prince: "......"

I didn't expect to come here, but I made a wedding dress for the old boy who left the king.

"Okay! I'll leave it to the king! "I believe that the old prince is gearing up.

This time, if you don't let the old boy from the king take off a layer of skin, he won't be surnamed Mo!

At this time, he was lying on the bed and still had a high fever: "......"

Inexplicably, there is a kind of chill in the bottom of my heart.

In the afternoon, Xiao Jingyao accompanied Li Qingqiu out shopping, and the little milk dumpling followed the old prince to the palace of the king of Xin.

The rest of the people are also doing their own duties, and they are busy with their own work.

As soon as the old princess heard that the little milk dumplings were coming, she hurriedly got up and went out without waiting for the little milk dumplings to come in.

"Oops, it's Ranran~"

Seeing the little milk dumpling, the old princess took her into her arms with kindness.

"Grandma Princess!" The little milk dumpling was so hot that her little face was flushed, and she called sweetly to the old princess.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The old princess sighed three times in a row, and walked into the house with the little milk dumpling's meaty little hand.

It was summer, and there were ice cubes in the old princess's house, and the little milk dumplings felt a cold swish as soon as they entered the door, which was particularly comfortable.

"I just sent a cold melon on this pile, put it in the ice cellar, hurry up and get it for the little girl to try it." The old princess commanded.

"Yes!"

The little girl answered and hurriedly retreated.

Seeing that his wife hadn't given him a look since he entered the door, the old prince snorted a little arrogantly, and then sat down on the side.

After a while, the little girl came in with a cold melon.

I saw her holding a knife and gently putting everything on the cold melon.

"Click!"

This cold melon opened a big mouth in an instant, and the fresh and sweet juice flowed out, which made people can't help but sigh.

"Here, try a piece of Ranran!" The old princess said.

"Uh-huh."

The little milk dumplings have long been hungry when they see the cold melon.

The temperature conditions in Dazhou are not as good as those in northern Xinjiang, so the cold melons grown in Dazhou are not so sweet.

Little milk dumplings love to eat this thing, but unfortunately Da Zhou can rarely buy such sweet and juicy.

After taking the cold melon, the little milk dumplings hummed and ate them.

Looking at her small appearance, the old prince and the old princess couldn't help laughing.

"The old prince, the old princess, the prince of the county is here!" After a while, someone at the door reported it.

"That's right, invite him in! Hahaha...... "The old prince smiled and ordered the people who came in to report."

As soon as he finished saying this, the sound of a wheelchair sounded at the door, and then he saw Morey pushing King Shinjun in.

"Is this Sister Ranran?" King Xinjun raised his head, his eyes staring at the little milk dumplings for a moment.

"Hehe, brother Junwang, I'm Ran~" The little milk dumpling waved his little paws and greeted with a smile.