Xia Luoying smiled mysteriously and did not answer. Instead, she looked at Ming Qiye and said to Ming Yan: "You have to ask your father about this, he will tell you."
Ming Yan shifted his gaze, looked at Ming Qiye, and asked: "Dad, Mom said she wanted to ask you, can you answer Ming Yan?"
Afraid that Ming Qiye wouldn't answer, Ming Yan prayed pitifully.
Ming Qiye looked at Ming Yan dotingly and said, "Women like men who are responsible, but they don't like men who can only avoid themselves."
"oh!"
Ming Yan nodded in understanding, and then continued to say to Xia Luoying coquettishly: "Mom, Ming Yan is going out, can you help Ming Yan get dressed?"
He has never slept with his parents, and has never been put on clothes by his mother. He wants and greedily wants to enjoy that kind of happiness.
"good,"
Xia Luoying was not stingy either. She picked up Ming Yan's clothes and started dressing them for him.
His small body and small clothes made Xia Luoying look a little awkward, and she was careful not to hurt him.
After putting on his clothes, Ming Yan ran out happily, as if he wanted to be a responsible man that Ling'er would like.
Xia Luoying and Ming Qiye changed into the clothes given by Little Pigeon one after another. Ming Qiye looked at Xia Luoying and said tenderly: "Let's go!"
The guests in the palace have almost arrived. As the owners of the palace, it’s time for them to go out and greet them.
However, for the visitors, it was a shock to see Xia Luoying, who had not been seen for three years.
Guests were whispering to each other that in the past three years, she, the princess, had not attended any dinner in the palace or the palace, and there was a lot of discussion that a concubine was required to attend.
Xia Luoying pretended to frown and was led into the hall by Ming Qiye. The two of them looked so loving that many people envied them.
The one who was heartbroken was Chen Ruochu. Her eyes were fixed on Xia Luoying's smiling face, which had not left any trace in three years. She looked angrily at her and Ming Qiye's tight grip, showing that
Very loving hands
Walking into the hall, there are some vital tasks in the hall.
Mo Lingqing, Lan Yan and their son, Linger
Sima Wuxin, Yuwen Lingyan and their daughter
Then there was Chen Ruochu. There was no joy at all on her face, unlike everyone else in the room who was all happy.
Ming Yan was beside Lan Yan, teasing the little baby in her arms, and forcefully holding the little baby, without even caring about his young body.
Xia Luoying stepped forward to stop her and said: "Ming Yan, don't hold Ling'er. You are not much older than Ling'er. If you hold her like this, she will fall."
But Ming Yan was dissatisfied and announced domineeringly: "Mom, I will not hurt Ling'er, she is my woman, and I want to protect my woman."
That manly declaration was like a little adult, making everyone present unable to stop laughing.
The little prince already had a sweetheart when he was only three years old. In the days that followed, he and Ling'er also made an appointment to have a baby.
Xia Luoying looked a little embarrassed. She really didn't expect Ming Yan to say such words in public, but she felt comforted in her heart.
A man who treats emotional transference is a good man. Her son will definitely be a good man when he grows up.
"Luo Ying, long time no see"
Yuwen Lingyan left the child to Sima Wuxin, walked to Xia Luoying and said hello to her