Lucky star, cute baby, fairy mother is so handsome

Shangguan Hongyi looked at the familiar figure in the distance and lowered his head a little lonely.

The prince cut off a piece of roast meat and put it into his bowl. "No matter who she is, she is still your mother. But my father hopes that you will not be fettered by family ties in the face of big rights and wrongs."

"My son understands." He grabbed the meat in the bowl and ate it.

The prince reached out and patted his shoulder and stopped talking.

After eating and drinking, Mumu finally remembered the three "children".

"Dad, mother, dear, I'm going to find Baibai and them."

"Go ahead, it's getting dark. If they're not in the tent, tell others to find them. Just wait in the tent and don't run around."

"Okay, mother." After saying that, she left happily.

Kongkong said, "Master, I feel like a mother now."

"I've never been a mother when it comes to relationships? I'm not telling you, your eyes as a Nazgul are really not that good." He spoke with consciousness.

Empty... It's unfair. In these days, people who praise people also get scolded. It’s unfair, I’m just a shadow, I don’t have eyes at all, so where do my eyes come from?

It hasn't been long since I proposed to show off my talents, but many rich people on the field have already changed their outfits.

After Gu Nianyu finished eating the last piece of barbecue, he burped and held his belly with satisfaction.

After seeing the scene around him, he sighed, "Tianchen's speed cannot be underestimated."

He raised his hand and pointed at a few people in the distance, "I just ate a few pieces of meat, the makeup, and the clothes. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don't know who they are attracted to?"

Shangguan Jiuyou didn't say anything, but just turned his eyes towards His Highness the Eighth Prince.

The people who were thinking of ways to escape winked for a while.

Can......

Changfeng walked towards him and said, "Your Majesty the Eighth Prince, the Queen has invited you."

He looked at Shangguan Jiuyou resentfully and left after a few breaths.

The look in her eyes looked like that of a wronged little daughter-in-law. Gu Nianyu laughed and leaned on his shoulder.

The hot breath from his mouth fell on his neck, feeling a little distracted.

"Brother You, is your mother going to force you into marriage again?"

Shangguan Jiuyou turned his head, put his arms around her waist, which was as thin as a willow and as light as the wind, and hummed lightly.

Just as he was about to suggest returning to camp, His Highness the Eighth Prince came over with a depressed look.

"Brother and sister, I want to file a complaint. Ninth brother is unkind. It's all because he looked at me just now, otherwise my mother would never remember me. Now, let me choose one now."

"Choose, this one, the daughter of Shangshu Mansion, this...that..." He raised his hand and gestured, "I have whatever I want, and I will give birth to a son at a glance."

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

His Highness the Eighth Prince choked and coughed due to this operation. After I stopped, I didn't know whether it was because of coughing or something else, but my face was very red anyway.

Shangguan Jiuyou felt helpless and called softly, "Yu'er, it's time for us to go back."

"Brother You, you have a wife, but Brother Ba doesn't. We can't just be happy for ourselves and let him die alone, right? One day, he faints in bed alone and no one will know."

"Cough cough cough..."

This time I was coughing.

"Brothers and sisters, thank you. I think I won't faint for a while, so I won't bother you."

Smelling the signs that he would be angry to death, he quickly implemented self-rescue.

"Don't bother, it's just a matter of course. Even if you don't faint, myna, you still have to think about your hair."

She reached out to his clothes and was caught by Shangguan Jiuyou.

She chuckled and looked at Shangguan Jiuyou with a flattering look, "I just picked up a few hairs on his shirt. If you are unhappy, I won't pick it up."

He continued to look at His Highness the Eighth Prince, "Look at your hair loss. Many people think that they are getting older."

His Highness the Eighth Prince... stabbed me in the heart again.

"Not really."

His Highness the Eighth Prince...it turns out that he misunderstood his younger siblings.

"It's because you haven't had a partner for so long that your hair mistakenly thought you were a monk."

Your Highness... If you continue at this speed, you will be seriously injured, so you'd better run away.

But as soon as he turned around, he met Changfeng's eyes.

Without saying anything, His Highness the Eighth Prince sat down obediently, ate barbecue and chose a wife.

"Myna..."

He still wanted to continue his education, but Keren was pulled up by Shangguan Jiuyou and walked towards the emperor and queen.

"Father, Emperor and Mother, Yu'er is tired, I will take her back to rest."

Before the emperor could speak, the queen smiled and said, "Go quickly, go quickly, don't waste time."

Gu Nianyu... So what big thing is he going to do that will shock the world and make people cry?

Can’t delay yet! ! !

She didn't have time to ask clearly, as she was already picked up by Shangguan Jiuyou.

Having experienced becoming "disabled" in public many times, I can now honestly enjoy the exclusive care of "Rickshaw".

Leave in full view.

Your Majesty, "Humph, that brat's etiquette is so bad."

"Okay, I'll ask him to follow the process for you, but don't blame anyone for not being able to hold your granddaughter."

"No, no matter how old he is, he is still my son, and I don't care about him."

In front of my granddaughter, everything gave way.

"Eunuch Xi, go and send some venison and deer blood to Lao Jiu."

After the happy father-in-law agreed, he was miserable.

He gives away deer at every turn, so his father is so worried about his son?

After Mumu returned to the camp, he saw three little ones squatting in the corner. He approached them and said, "What's wrong? They look listless."

He stretched out his hand to comb his hair, his head drooping in vain.

Mumu felt sticky liquid on her hands, and when she lowered her head, she saw that it was blood.

"Bai Bai, my good son, are you injured?"

In vain...thinking that I, the majestic cat god, can be so weak?

He shook his head and then looked at the little silver dragon.

Mumu cleverly picked up the little silver dragon and turned it over and over.

Little silver dragon...God, the innocence of my dragon body.

A struggle.

Mumu said very fierce words in a cute voice.

"If you don't obey me, daddy will beat you."

Little silver dragon...it's over, the dragon is disgraced.

This is not a little master, he is obviously a little devil.

The struggle is fruitless, and there is no way to escape. We can only cope with the changes by remaining unchanged.

With a glance, he pretended to be dead.

"Your tail is injured, why are you so stupid? You bite whoever hits you until death, see if it dares."

Little Silver Dragon...your other son, I wonder if he can still be bitten to death? In the final analysis, I am still soft-hearted. I am afraid that you will be sad, so I don’t dare to tell you anything.

But the tiger is unethical and has its claws of hatred.

The tail was scratched to pieces by it.

Bai Bai ran around violently, howling:

"Sure enough, love will disappear. Then you don't love me anymore. You want to kill me."