Chapter 221: Funeral (9)
Involuntarily, He Bayu touched his chin and found that there were some stingers.
Only then did he remember that because he had been guarding the dying Mingcheng, he not only did not rest at noon, but he didn't even eat a few bites of lunch, not to mention that he stayed up late last night to review the recital, and this morning he also met Le Yi and the son of the He family from the northwest.
He was too busy for a while, he couldn't take care of himself, and it seems that after being busy for a while, he will have to take a good look at himself.
Thinking so, He Bayu slowly approached the Treasure Spirit Hall full of white flags, and this time, seeing the full white, in addition to feeling sorry for his son, he had a trace of impatience and anxiety.
Jiu'er is right, these women are all blackmailing him with their own blood, do you really think that he will indulge them for the sake of the royal heir?
If he really did this, I was afraid that there would be more royal bloodlines like his Mingcheng, who would be used by their mothers and even their families!
Ah Jiu's edict reminded him that it seemed that he had to think of a long-term plan to get his children and grandchildren out of their maternal family!
……
Although He Bayu called Ah Jiu out of the door and said it, who is Mingzhu, how can such a thin layer of door panels prevent her from eavesdropping, for her, she is simply listening to it in the open.
It's just that she's in a deep disappointment right now, and she doesn't want to pay attention to him.
But disappointed to disappointed, hearing Ah Jiu and He Bayu's words, she felt that her father and mother had made a small progress, how could she be unhappy, because this is exactly what she wanted.
So as soon as Ah Jiu entered the room, she completely suppressed her disappointment in He Bayu in her heart, but walked up to Ah Jiu with great interest, took her hand, and said with a smile: "Mother, my father is really good to you, you should know it now...... Huh......"
It's just that when Ah Jiu raised her head, she was slightly stunned when she saw Ah Jiu's calm face...... Because this kind of calm was completely different from what she thought.
Shouldn't my mother be happy at this time? How can it be so calm? It can even be said to be calm!
And what she overheard in the door just now, her mother's tone was also full of gratitude and happiness?
How did the mother's heart calm down so quickly?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but touch Ah Jiu's cheek with her fingers, but she wanted to feel the heat of her mother's cheeks.
It's just that she hasn't approached yet, but she was opened by Ah Jiu all of a sudden, she gently tapped her forehead with her hand and pouted, "What do you want to do?" ”
Immediately realizing that he was rude, Mingzhu smiled "hehe", but immediately grabbed Ah Jiu's arm, and said coquettishly without smiling: "I just want to know how my mother takes care of it, her skin doesn't look worse than mine, it really makes me jealous!" ”
"Maintenance?" Ah Jiu smiled and narrowed his eyes, "You can also try to sleep for more than ten years, at that time, you may be better than my skin?" ”
When Mingzhu heard this, his face immediately collapsed, and he said depressedly: "If this is the case, I would rather die sooner and reincarnate as soon as possible, in this case, it is better than ......"
Speaking of this, Mingzhu realized that he had lost his words, and hurriedly accepted his words, and secretly glanced at Ah Jiu, but saw that she was looking at her with a smile: "You...... That's right......"