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sandalwood box

When Xiaohu heard Luo Li's words, she couldn't help but said "Ah" in surprise. What's so important? We had a pleasant chat this morning, and she didn't see her beautiful mother and general father having anything important to talk to her about.

He said that it will happen now. Is it related to Chu Tianxun?

The little fox started to have random thoughts.

Luo Li looked at the confusion in Xiao Hu's eyes, and naturally understood. He shrugged helplessly, "It probably has something to do with the arrival of Prince Chu. The little princess will go and check it out!"

The little fox nodded. Oh my god, Luo Li is indeed a ghost. He and she both thought of each other. He walked a little faster and walked into the hall. He was as busy as a spinning top. There were so many things...

In the hall, Mu Dingtian was getting a glass of honey water for Xi Yueqin, when he saw the little fox coming in, he coughed lightly, stepped back, and pulled the little fox in front of his eyes...

"Dad, what's wrong with mom? Why doesn't mom go down and rest?"

Xiaohu has been chatting with Mu Dingtian and his wife until noon since she returned home. Why is her beautiful mother still here at this moment? She is pregnant with a child...

When Xi Yueqin heard what Xiaohu said, she smiled tenderly, stood up and touched the top of Xiaohu's hair, saying with great affection, "Qier, between you and Prince Chutian...!"

That sentence Xi Yueqin stopped in mid-air and did not continue, but the meaning of the inquiry was obvious. When the little fox left, Chu Tianxun almost turned the general's mansion upside down and vaguely understood that the child seemed to know

Their daughter was a little more persistent, but after all, Mu Yueqi was only five years old at that time. A prince would definitely be the emperor of this country in the future, and the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard would be indispensable. I didn’t think that Chu Tianxun was the same as Mu Yueqi...

It was not until today that Xiaohu stepped into the General's Mansion and found this guy on the back, making these people understand that he never gave up and always found someone to keep an eye on everything in the General's Mansion, just waiting for Xiao Qi'er to appear.

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A trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows...

When the little fox heard Xi Yueqin's question, his exquisite heart understood clearly what the beautiful mother wanted to ask. The mother was concerned about her daughter's life-long affairs.

The little daughter's tenderness could not help but exude inadvertently, and the little fox said, "Mother, there is nothing between me and Chu Tianxun. It's just that he asked me to attend the 'Plum Blossom Festival' five days later!"

Hu mentioned it in an understatement and didn't plan to say more, because she didn't plan to go.

Unexpectedly, after Xiaohu said "Plum Blossom Festival", Xi Yueqin's brows suddenly wrinkled. Mu Dingtian knew what it was for. He had told Xiaohu so many times when he came back, obviously, let Xiaohu go.

The meaning was obvious, and he couldn't help but look at Mu Dingtian next to him, as if he had made some decision.

"Qier, mother, I have something to tell you...!"

Xi Yueqin spoke, her tone involuntarily becoming more cautious. Xiaohu's originally lazy body suddenly became alert, "What's going on?"

I saw Xi Yueqin walking towards the place where the antique vases were placed in the hall, knocking three times, and suddenly a hidden grid appeared. The little fox's eyes lit up, there was a mechanism here.

Then, Xi Yueqin held a dark red sandalwood box with gold rim in his hands, which was cube-shaped. He held it in his hands and walked towards Xiaohu step by step, looking pious and respectful...

The little fox was curious, what was in this box? The expression on the beautiful mother's face was very intriguing...

Xi Yueqin held the box in her hand and placed it on the chair in front of Xiaohu. Then she gave Xiaohu a deep look and said, "Qier, your aunt sent this two years ago. Open it...!"

No more updates... It's 3 o'clock, I go to work at 7:30, I will be updating at night...


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