"Little Ancestor, you slow down!"

Feng Xin hugged the woman, and burrowed his head into his arms. "Woo... Eniang, Xin'er misses you so much, woo..."

"Hey, hey, don't cry, don't cry, come, let E-Niang take a look. ”

The person who was bored stiffened, and the little hand hanging down on his side pinched his thighs hard, and the tears on his aching little face were wrinkled, and then he raised his head pitifully.

"Stinky boy, you still know to come back..."

Glancing at his father, who was pretending to be majestic, Feng Xin hurriedly twisted his head, drilled straight into his mother's arms, and called weakly in his mouth: "Eniang!"

"Okay, it's good that Xin'er comes back safely. Come, come in, E-Niang has prepared your favorite three-fresh sauce package for you. ”

As he was talking, he looked up at Mu Yizhen who got off the carriage. "Well, that girl is... I can't imagine that this kid went out and got his senses. ”

"Enlightenment? Eniang, what is enlightenment?"

Feng Xin raised his little face, with an innocent face.

"Open up, it's your eldest brother who wants to find you the imperial sister-in-law!"

"Okay, Xin'er is still young, what do you know about this?" The prince on the side couldn't help but interject.

The eldest brother is looking for the imperial sister-in-law, Feng Xin looked back at the eldest brother, and then looked at Murong Zhen. "But Sister Murong was brought by me. ”

"Stinky boy, you know that. Okay, call your eldest brother and your sister Murong, and we'll go home. ”

"Hey!" Feng Xin responded happily, quickly ran to Murong Zhen, gently pulled his sleeve robe, and whispered: "Sister, eat less later, and I'll take you to eat delicious food later." ”

Shuo Wangfu!

Murong Zhen stared blankly at the three big characters on the lintel.

Hearing the movement, Murong Zhen looked down at his side, still a little shocked in his heart. I always thought that this guy was just from a wealthy family, but I didn't expect it to be a little son.

"Sister, let's go. ”

Feeling the faint force coming from the sleeve, Murong Zhen couldn't help but look up.

As soon as he got out of the car, he was left cold by the wind, and he watched the little brother go straight past him and trot all the way to Murong Zhen. Vaguely, I vaguely heard what to eat less this, delicious food, and my mind moved, and I guessed the little brother's careful thoughts. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he couldn't help but look at it with a doting face.

"Lord Wang!"

"What's wrong?" Wang Shuo, who turned around to leave, turned around and looked at his wife who was dragging him with an inquiring expression.

"Look. ”

The two of them, who shook their fingers a little, did not have the right lips in their thinking, and did not have that in their behavior, instantly jumped into the public eye.

"I didn't expect Lie'er to go out and really enlighten her. ”

Looking at the two people who were not far away, Lord Shuo muttered in a little surprise.

"No, Lord Wang, look at that girl, it's not bad with our ice cubes. ”

“......”

"Father, Eniang, what are you talking about, why don't you go in?"

The two glanced at each other, and their eyes swept over the two standing side by side.

"What's wrong?" Feng Xin looked puzzled.

The hairy two who were also looked at were also puzzled.

The expressions are the same as before, and it seems that this time it seems to be real.

Princess Shuo laughed dryly twice, and hurriedly snorted, "It's nothing, it's nothing." ”

As soon as he hit the carriage, Murong Zhen was at a loss because of the slightest surprise in King Shuo's mansion.

"Sister, why don't you eat it?"

Feng Xin asked vaguely while holding the glutinous rice porridge in one hand and the crispy mille-feuille crisp in the other, chewing a mouth full of food.

"Uh" Murong Zhen turned his head and leaned out slightly, "Let me ask, your father... Isn't it so strange that your father and your mother are so strange?"

"Strange? No, my father and my mother are very good. ”

"Well, how do I feel weird. Murong Zhen wrinkled his brows and fell into thought.

"It's weird," Feng Xin bit his fingers and turned his brain to recall. "It seems to be a little, nothing, it must be that I've been out for too long, they miss me too much. ”

Is it really too much to think about yourself??

"Sister, try this, it's delicious. ”

Leaned over and put a piece of mille-feuille crisp in front of Murong Zhen, "Sister, let's go out to play tomorrow?" Feng Xin said cheerfully.

"I think you want to hang out. Murong Zhen didn't bother to raise his eyelids, and directly blocked them back.

"Where. Feng Xin put down the chopsticks and stood up suddenly. "Then we said okay, I'll come to you tomorrow. ”

After speaking, as if he was afraid that he would refuse, he ran out without knowing his head.

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