Qiao Jinyou was stunned. She had never seen such a beautiful place.

It seems that the father is deeply in love with his mother.

"This is the mother's favorite thing."

Mo Yuxiao stroked the brightly blooming flowers and said lightly.

The flowers are very bright, and only the father and he can come to this forbidden area.

This flower was cultivated by the father after the death of the mother and the father. It has been like a day and has never changed or delayed.

Even if he wanted to help, his father would not allow him to do so and insisted on cultivating himself.

"Is this...father's seed?"

Qiao Jinyou bent down and stretched out her bare hands to caress the flowers.

It was very fragrant and she smelled a sense of happiness for no reason.

Mother, I guess you are very happy, right? Have a husband who loves you like this.

"Well, it's all my father's own race."

Speaking of this, Mo Yuxiao's lips outlined a very beautiful smile.

There are candles around, illuminating the place clearly.

Qiao Jinyou slowly walked through this flower that could be called the sea of ​​flowers and walked to the center of the hall.

I saw clearly the words written on the upright sign - the Tomb of Concubine Rou, my beloved wife.

The writing is: I love your husband Mo Lingtian.

Concubine Rou, Concubine Rou, when he heard of this title, Qiao Jinyou felt that her mother was a gentle woman.

If so, she really wanted to get in touch with her.

"Youyou, say hello to your mother."

Mo Yuxiao held her hand, stood in front of the tomb sign, smiling slightly.

In fact, he should have brought Qiao Jinyou to see his mother's mother for a long time, but there have been too many things recently, which have made him forget it.

He thought, if he didn't bring Youyou, he would probably not have that opportunity, right?

Mo Yuxiao smiled bitterly silently.

"Okay, hello, Mother, I am Qiao Jinyou, your son's favorite wife in his life, cough cough... Of course, my reputation is very bad, but I am a good boy, is it okay? Haha, Mother's daughter-in-law takes good care of your grandson..."

Qiao Jinyou touched her stomach, and changed from the original hip-hop to the final respect.

"Woman Youyou said this and said that there is no silver here?"

Mo Yuxiao stroked her head and hit her unceremoniously.

This silly girl...

Qiao Jinyou's pretty face turned red and she stared at him.

Prince, the clay case! It’s so unpretentious!

At least let her daughter-in-law establish a good image in front of her mother's mother, okay?

"Youyou, stop glaring. When my mother is alive, she will tell me not to marry a girl like you who runs around."

Mo Yuxiao pursed his lips and looked at her angry cheeks, feeling happy.

Miraculously, the painful heart no longer hurts so much.

"...Prince, don't believe the rumors!"

Qiao Jinyou's face was full of dark lines. Oh my God! How bad was Qiao Jinyou's reputation in the past?

Even the beloved prince said this to her!

"Well, I don't believe it."

Mo Yuxiao nodded and patted her head pamperedly.

"Your Majesty, you're not smart."

Qiao Jinyou brushed away his hand and said dissatisfiedly.

"Prince, let's do the serious business."

After Qiao Jinyou finished speaking, she walked around here, her black eyes carefully without missing any place.

The black eyes narrowed, trying to see the corners clearly, bent down and straightened, squatted down and stood up again.

Very serious.

Mo Yuxiao stood aside and watched her busy appearance, pursed her lips, and an unknown emotion flashed through her phoenix eyes.

He will soon lead his troops to fight, and perhaps he will pass away soon and will never see her again.
Chapter completed!