Rebirth: Miss Xiao doesn’t want the heir apparent anymore

"Why is it so ugly?"

Xiaoying frowned. She had seen Sister Rong Yue's children with smooth skin, but her children were wrinkled.

"Queen, most newborn babies are like this. They will be fine if they grow longer." Mammy comforted softly.

When the ministers learned that the queen had given birth to two princes and that there were successors to the royal family of Xiyue Kingdom, they stopped clamoring for Hua Zhichu to have a concubine.

Hua Zhihe went to Xinjiang. When Mr. Xiao saw him, he burst into tears and patted Hua Zhihe on the shoulder. Seeing him come back, it seemed as if his two sons were back.

"Just come back..."

"Father, I'm really sorry that I didn't save my eldest brother." Hua Zhihe said apologetically.

Mr. Xiao sighed: "I don't blame you, it's fate that plays tricks on people."

"Brother He, it's all in the past, you don't have to worry about it." Xiao Yongfei said solemnly.

The eighth prince was already six years old and was being taught by Xiao Yongfei. Although he was not crowned prince, everyone knew that he was the default heir to the throne.

They can't expect King Xiaoyao's heirs to inherit the throne. King Xiaoyao and Princess Xiaoyao live in Wushuang Valley in Wushuang Kingdom and plan to live there until their old age. Everyone knows that King Xiaoyao is in poor health and can only do so if they live in Wuyou Valley. End of life.

Now that the world is at peace and the people live and work in peace and contentment, who cares about who is the legitimate royal family?

Xiao Ziyan's belly was not too busy, and she gave birth to a son and a daughter to Bei Yuheng. Bei Yuheng had his lovely wife in his arms, and his children were around his knees. He no longer thought about imperial power and hegemony. He didn't want to die young. .

The Xiao family can now be said to be one person below ten thousand people in Xinjiang. As the only member of the Xiao family, Xiao Qingzhu has been targeted by the royal family.

"Qingzhu, look at the little girls in these portraits, which one you like, my mother will decide your marriage beforehand."

Mrs. Xiao San is too kind to refuse, but it would be better to decide her son's marriage early.

"Mom, the child is only 16 years old." Xiao Qingzhu looked helpless.

"I want you to make a decision first, and we don't want to get married now." Mrs. Xiao San said in a strong tone.

"Mom, I want to marry the woman I like. I'm still young now. I'll wait until I meet the woman I like." Xiao Qingzhu's tone was firm and unyielding.

Mrs. Xiao San frowned: "As long as the other person has a virtuous character, he will develop feelings after getting along for a long time."

She and Ah Di also made arrangements to get married back then, and aren't they living happily now?

"mother……"

Xiao Yongpei came in from the door and persuaded with a smile: "Madam, please don't embarrass Qingzhu, let him choose by himself."

Xiao Qingzhu slipped away as soon as he saw his father coming.

"This child..."

Mrs. Xiao San said angrily: "I didn't bother Qingzhu. I just asked him to choose a wife. It's so difficult."

"Let nature take its course. Didn't we decide to get married because we were in love?" Xiao Yongpi coaxed softly.

Mrs. Xiao San's face was slightly red: "Who has taken a fancy to you? It's because of your shamelessness."

"Yes, they are all shameless for their husbands." Xiao Yongpei lost all his seriousness in front of his wife.

It's prosperous, the lights are brilliant, the scene is in full bloom, and the bright moon is in the sky.

In Dajin Palace, Nan Yuanchen and Xiao Zixi hugged each other and slept.

In Donglin Palace, Li Xiuhan and Fu Yingyu slept in the same bed.

In the palace of Jiangguo, Bei Yuheng held his beloved wife Xiao Ziyan in his arms.

In the Imperial Palace of Xiyue Kingdom, Hua Zhichu takes care of Xiaoying who is not yet out of confinement.

In Wuyou Valley, Fu Mingxuan and Rong Yue were inseparable, while Li Jinran and Bei Yujue were inseparable.

The barrier in the sky shimmers faintly, guarding this land.