People are in Naruto, mother is a time traveler

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I don't know how long it has passed, it was evening, Matsudaira ordered someone to prepare dinner, and invited the mother and son to stay and eat together.

So, the four of them had dinner together in the outer hall in harmony.

Immediately, after a long farewell, Ping Yuanjing and Ping Shengyue left the Daming Mansion with the maid who led the way.

The street lights are just on, and the exotic scenery is very interesting.

Ping Yuanjing took his son's arm and walked leisurely on the street.

Ping Shengyue thought about it silently for a while, and finally asked in confusion: "Mom, didn't we come here today to discuss the commission? Why do I feel that Aunt Nai and Sister Ju are all reminiscing about the past, and they didn't mention the task at all?"

Ping Yuanjing smiled, and asked back: "Son, do you know how old your sister Ju is?"

"24."

Pingshengyue without thinking.After chatting for an afternoon, I still understand the basic situation.

"According to the standards of nobles, this age is not young." Ping Yuanjing said meaningfully.

Ping Shengyue frowned slightly, unable to understand what the commission had to do with Sister Ju's age.

However, after her mother finished speaking, she remained silent, and Ping Shengyue knew that even if she continued to ask, she would not get an answer, so she changed to another question that lingered in her heart.

"Aunt Nai, sister Tachibana, why don't you wear shoes today?"

"What do you think?"

"I do not know."

"Then what is your most intuitive feeling when you see their bare feet?"

"Er...beautiful."

"That's right."

"Just for beauty?"

Pingshengyue felt incredible.

He guessed many possibilities, for example, it is more comfortable to step on the carpet with bare feet, for example, there is a dark spot on the foot that is not suitable for wearing shoes, but he did not think of the most direct one.

Seeing his son's surprised appearance, Ping Yuan could not help but smile and changed the subject.

"Let's not talk about this, go to the mall to buy something. Mom thought of how to make a fuss about the black soil."

"Oh." Ping Shengyue obediently responded.

At the same time, the princess bedroom.

The maids stood guard outside the hall.

Inside the hall, inside the rose red bead curtain.

Songping Nai looked at the full-length mirror, looked at the beautiful woman in the mirror, and said coquettishly: "You girl, it's fine if you want to wear a cheongsam yourself, but you have to take your mother with you! It's really embarrassing!"

Song Pingju stood aside, and said calmly: "I can't mother wear a palace dress and my daughter wear a cheongsam, right? Wouldn't that be neither fish nor fowl, how decent is it?"

"Dignity? Where is the decency!"

Matsudaira snorted, turned around and lightly poked her daughter's forehead.

"You girl, you've been right since you were a child! It doesn't matter if you wear a cheongsam, but you still have to bare your feet, and you have to replace the sandalwood coffee table with a glass one! You have thought layer by layer!"

"I don't understand these things, it's all given by grandma." Matsudaira Tachibana replied lightly.

Chapter 117 Reflection and Improvement

"Of course mom knows that you are asking grandma for advice!" Matsudaira rolled her eyes at her daughter, "If you understand this, it would be so strange!"

Song Pingju leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, and said with a smile: "Grandma's suggestion is okay, and the effect seems to be good."

Songping Nai snorted softly, "Of course, Xiaoyue stared blankly as soon as she entered the curtain."

Song Pingju nodded slightly, then looked down at her white and flawless feet, and reflected: "The effect of bare feet seems not good, Xiaoyue didn't respond."

Evenly painted toes are as delicate and gorgeous as jade.

Matsudaira looked down and didn't care.

"It's just a pair of feet. How can they be beautiful? What's more, rare things are precious. Xiaoyue is married, and it's not like his wife doesn't have beautiful feet."

"Moreover, my mother feels that this is too slutty, even if it has an effect, it will be a negative effect."

Hearing the words, Song Pingju couldn't help but frowned slightly, and retorted: "You're barefoot in the dormitory, and you haven't shown it to outsiders, where's your licentiousness?"

Songpinnai shook his head, "You don't treat Xiaoyue as an outsider, Xiaoyue may not think so."

Matsudaira Tachibana twitched the corners of her mouth, quite disgusted with her mother's unfounded worries.

"Didn't we get angry with Aunt Jing in the letter? She will help us correct our image in Xiaoyue's heart."

Songping Nai raised her eyebrows and emphasized with a smile: "It's for you to correct, not for us. Mom doesn't need to have a good image in Xiaoyue's heart."

"Really?"

Song Pingju imitated her mother and raised her eyebrows, and asked back: "In that case, mother, are you willing to be regarded by Xiaoyue as promiscuous rather than dignified?"

Matsudaira's smile faltered, and then she pretended to be angry, and touched the tip of her daughter's nose.

"You girl!"

Matsudaira Tachibana didn't take it seriously, looked down at her toes, thought for a moment, and suggested: "Next time you won't be naked, try wearing silk stockings."

"If you want to wear it yourself, mom won't accompany you crazy." Matsuhira Nai resolutely refused, "I feel so awkward today, I don't feel comfortable at all!"

While speaking, she turned around and turned to the mirror, her waist was slim, showing her beautiful self.

Songping Tachibana chuckled lightly, and said mercilessly: "Really? I think mom is very comfortable today! She is much more confident in front of Aunt Jing!"

Matsudaira's expression was stagnant, and he couldn't help sighing faintly when he thought of the past.

"Well, before I met Jing, I thought I was the most outstanding woman in the world. In terms of talent, appearance, conduct, family status, no one could beat me. But after seeing Jing, I knew I was not. She So beautiful, so beautiful that I can't hold a candle to her, and I don't have the heart to compare with her."

Songping Tachibana smiled and made another cut: "Actually, before I met Aunt Jing, Mom, you were not the best woman in the world."

"Oh?" Matsudaira couldn't help feeling victorious and curious, "Who else?"

"I am your daughter!" Songping Tachibana smiled and pointed to himself, "In terms of talent, appearance and character, there is not much difference. But in terms of family status, my daughter is slightly better than me."

Matsudaira couldn't help giving her a blank look, and then smiled and said: "Yes! What a high status you are! Who doesn't know that you are the princess of the Iron Country? I am just an ordinary nobleman who has been deprived of the princess' status. Far inferior to you, the next daimyo of the Iron Kingdom!"

Song Pingju giggled, got up and left the concubine's couch, walked to the full-length mirror, gently wrapped her arms around her mother's waist, and looked at the mother and daughter with picturesque eyebrows in the mirror together.

After a while, Matsudaira sighed softly: "Mother's persistence back then, my daughter deeply admires it."

"It's nothing." Matsudaira shook her head and smiled slightly, "It's just being deprived of the princess's position, it's nothing serious. Mom didn't pay any price."

"But it has opened up a path for future generations to learn from!" Matsudaira Tachibana praised.

"It's just a helpless move, you now have a better choice."

Matsudaira Tachibana nodded, "Xiaoyue is fine."

Matsudaira's eyes were lowered, and she suddenly felt emotional: "If I had been born more than 20 years later, my life might have been a different scene."

Songping Tangerine's eyes flickered, and he took over the conversation: "Mom, if you are born 20 years late, Grandpa will probably die of anxiety!"

Song Ping Nai smiled, nodded slightly, skipped this section, and asked instead: "Seeing Xiaoyue today, how do you feel?"

"Pretty cute, almost the same as before."

"Cute? Xiaoyue has grown up and is a married man!"

"That doesn't affect my perception of Xiaoyue, she's just cute and pleasing!"

"You had an inherent impression of Xiaoyue more than ten years ago, which affected your current judgment."

"Anyway, it's just Xiaoyue!" Song Pingju smiled sweetly.

Matsudaira raised her eyebrows slightly and tapped her chin lightly.

After more than ten years, today I finally saw Xiaoyue with my own eyes again.

The cute baby who was in the swaddle had grown into an unparalleled handsome man, perfectly inheriting Jing's appearance.

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At ten o'clock in the evening, Pingshengyue went to the mall with her mother to buy a complete set of photography equipment, then returned to the guest house, went through the formalities at the counter, and went upstairs to check into a double suite.

Before leaving the Daming Mansion, Matsudaira Tachibana mentioned that due to the imminent multilateral economic mutual assistance and cooperation meeting, she was busy with government affairs and could not meet with the mother and son in the short term. She implored the two to stay in Winter City for a while and meet again after the meeting.

In this regard, Ping Shengyue and Ping Yuanjing expressed their understanding and had no objection. On the way back to the Ying Hotel, they discussed the schedule for the next few days.There are many scenic spots in Lindong City, so it needs to be well planned and visited.

As for Ziyuan, there is no need for the mother and son to worry about it.As early as in the afternoon, she invited Heitu to play in the city together.

Traveling is a test of energy and stamina.

Therefore, after the mother and son entered the suite, they quickly took a bath and went to bed without too much delay.

At eight o'clock the next day, the mother and son washed and dressed, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

In the short term, the Iron Country only has the economic meeting as a diplomatic priority, so that the restaurant is basically filled with familiar faces from yesterday - Shizune, Terumi Mei, Temari, Azabui.

Only Black Soil and Ziyuan are absent.The second daughter ran too far yesterday, and it was almost twelve o'clock when she rushed back to the hotel, and she hasn't woken up yet.

After leisurely enjoying the exotic meals, Pingshengyue and his mother left the restaurant hand in hand, preparing to leave the guest house and take a stroll around Lindong City.

When passing the hall, I happened to see Heitu coming downstairs.

Ping Yuanjing's eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly to his son: "Go and hire a carriage first, and mother will go upstairs to find something."

Bingshengyue did not doubt that it was there, nodded in response, walked out of the gate of the guest house, and went to the car dealership.

Ping Yuanjing went straight to Heitu who was about to go to the restaurant, and smiled slightly.

"Little girl Yanyin, do you mind if Auntie chats with you privately?"

Heitu's heart skipped a beat, he felt something bad, just about to say no, but he saw scarlet in Ping Yuanjing's eyes.

Chapter 118 Ingenious despicable evil deeds

When Heitu came back to his senses, he was already in the master bedroom of the mother and son's double suite.

She didn't question Ping Yuanjing without thinking, but calmly looked at the surrounding environment.

The bedroom windows are bright and clean, filled with a faint, nameless fragrance.

The bed was spotless, without the slightest wrinkle, and the bed was neatly folded.

The trash can must have been forgotten to be cleaned, and it was rather sloppy, with a few balls of silk stockings of different colors piled up, and some expired spoiled milk was poured out.It looks very unpleasant, but fortunately it is covered by incense, so it is not disgusting.

Ping Yuanjing was sitting on the rattan chair beside the table, with a calm expression on his face, a smile that was not a smile.

Heitu thought for a while, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Senior Jing, using illusion to influence me for no reason is a bit rude!"

"Is there? Being young doesn't mean you can talk nonsense." Ping Yuanjing raised her eyebrows slightly, "The truth is, I invited you, and you agreed, that's all."

"..."

Heitu sighed, closed his eyes, and said, "No wonder grandpa said that if one-on-one meets Kaleidoscope Sharingan, you must turn your head and run away."

"It's too late to remember this proverb now. Don't do unnecessary little tricks. I've already found everything on you."

Ping Yuanjing pointed to the palm-sized round makeup mirror on the table, which was equipped with a recording function.

Heitu's expression froze and he gave up.

Ping Yuanjing went straight to the point.

"You have already guessed the identity of my son!"

"What identity?" Heitu's heart tightened, and he pretended to be stupid, "I don't understand what you are talking about, Senior Jing."

Ping Yuanjing hooked the corners of his mouth, too lazy to go around in circles, and said bluntly: "My son joined the Ninja Rebellion Organization. He is the masked boy you met at the Yaotu Hotel in the Land of Earth a few months ago. You are a smart person, don't waste it." time."

Heitu's heart sank, he thought for a while, and declared: "Mr. Ping saved my life, and I will not repay my kindness."

Ping Yuanjing shook his head, "If this sentence is said by the granddaughter of the first generation of Hokage, I would like to believe it. However, I cannot believe it from the granddaughter of Liangliang."

"Then Senior Jing is looking for me today, is he trying to silence me?" Kuroto thought that there was no possibility of retaliation in front of Uchiha Net, so he simply confessed.