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Chapter 145 Who can take care of Haitang Garden?

As soon as he walked out of the door of Haitangyuan, he handed over a pair of armor in silence.

"Master, you shouldn't have traveled this sudden rebellion in Binzhou. Now the princess is about to give birth..."

He saw a tooth mark on Ji Shiyan's neck and immediately fell silent.

Ji Shiyan's expression was no longer there, but he had recovered from a cold and ruthless manner: "Hu Bifei is brave and colluded with Shangyang. This matter must be gone in person."

He put on his armor and looked back at the dark Haitangyuan: "You stayed in the palace to take care of her. Now you are probably angry with me. I will buy some small things to coax her tomorrow. Where is Old Man Fu? Let him live in the palace in the past few days. How about Qing Xiuxiu wait until I come back. If you can't wait, you know how to arrange it. Yun Lang... can't be in trouble."

How could I not understand his meaning when I was silent?

But it was a very dangerous thing after all, and he hesitated: "Do you want to tell the princess? You have been hiding it, but now the princess is about to give birth, and it is difficult to decide whether the prince's heart-eating pot succeeds or failure-"

"It can only be done," Ji Shiyan glanced at him: "If it is done, just say it, just treat it as a gift for her."

It can only be... Mr. Fu said that one of these fatal magic will definitely be endangered on both sides.

The prince means that he can only die another one.

He was secretly frightened.

*

The next day, the weather was clear.

There were more cicadas in the trees.

Qing Jiujiu saw her son entering the yard from afar, and he was still holding a box in his hand.

He followed Chen Si and looked carefully, wanting to help him, but Yun Lang slapped him away again.

When I walked in front of her, my head was already covered in sweat.

Qing Jiujiu wiping Yun Lang's face with a veil in a funny way: "What baby is this?"

"It's a cucumber, a grasshopper, a wooden bird and a kite." Yun Lang squatted on the ground and opened the box, with a wide variety of gadgets inside.

Chen Si explained on the side: "I took the prince out for a walk and bought some things, but I just don't know what the princess likes?"

As he was talking, Yun Lang pulled out an exquisite porcelain from the box, colorful, and a piece of glass on the cup.

It's quite eye-catching.

"For mother."

Qing Jiujiu took it and liked it: "Thank you, son."

Looking at her face, the silence slowly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was useful, and I was happy.

"By the way, your prince is away these days, Yun Lang will let me go."

Silence was a little embarrassed. It would be fine if Qing Xiuxiu didn't start it. If it was started, how could he steal Yun Lang from the princess?

"Princess...You are ill, so let him go back to the main courtyard to avoid disturbing your sleep."

Yun Lang stopped doing it, and climbed onto Qingjiujiu's bed with a small box, and put it on as if he was baby: "I want to be with my mother."

“…”

Forget it, the prince is not here, and the prince is so bored in the main courtyard.

And it shouldn't be a big problem. Yun Lang is still a fan of playing, so he can take it out for fun on the excuse.

Chen Si planned so, and retreated without disturbing the mother and the other two again.

The next day, when Zhong Xinxin came over to take Qing Jiujiu's pulse, Qing Jiujiu took out a small box from under the pillow and gave it to her: "See a way to let Qing Xiuxiu eat it."

Zhong Xinxin's hand shook and she didn't dare to reach out to pick it up for a long time.

"Don't worry," Qing Jiujiu said softly: "Although Qing Xiuxiu deserves to die, I will not borrow your hand to kill her. This medicine is just a birth. I only have ten days to wait."

Zhou Tingyue's handsome face was a rare distress: "The Queen Mother ordered the ribbon made by Weichen to enhance the facial skin of the Queen Mother, but Weichen took a nap and ignored it and asked it to be stained with kerosene and burned for a long time."

"If you do another small thing like this, why do you bother the Ai family?"

Qing Lianyi got angry and gave up and said, "Is it burned after being kerosene?"

"Yes, it's not easy to extinguish if you dye kerosene, so-"

Qing Lianyi slapped the handrail and stood up, and her expression had changed: "Go to the small matter."

When Zhou Tingyue left, she slowly recruited the nanny.

"Ji Shiyan has gone to Binzhou, and Qing Xiuxiu is about to give birth again, right?"

The nanny didn't know what she was thinking: "Yes, the Queen Mother."

Qing Lianyi walked in the hall for a while and clapped her palms.
Chapter completed!
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