Xiaojing looked up at Murong Chi from time to time, but Murong Chi just smiled, with a rare soft color on his face.
Jiang Qingqing came in and was stunned for a moment when she saw the two identical faces, the father and son getting along in harmony.
"Did you sleep well?"
It was Murong Chi who noticed her coming in first, but her expression didn't seem very good.
Seemingly caught peeking, Jiang Qingqing looked away embarrassedly and ignored it, "Xiaojing."
"Mother..."
"Xiaojing has eaten. There is breakfast on the table. After eating, I will take you back."
Jiang Qingqing didn't hesitate. She didn't eat last night and was hungry as soon as possible.
It's just that this breakfast...
Most of the food she likes, did he ask the imperial kitchen to prepare it
Jiang Qingqing had mixed feelings in her heart and said indifferently, "Thank you."
After speaking, he sat down and ate noodles.
When Xiaojing saw Jiang Qingqing, he didn't even need toys. He couldn't get out of the bed by himself, so he simply pulled Murong Chi's sleeve. He looked at him with a pair of black and white eyes, and pointed at Jiang Qingqing with his chubby and thin fingers. And metaphor.
Murong Chi curled her lips into a smile, her eyes seemed to be filled with sunlight, she stretched out her arms and hugged Xiaojing, and sat down.
"Mother..."
"Little Jing, how about letting my mother eat first?" Murong Chi said in a rare gentle tone. After speaking, his slender hand rubbed Xiao Jing's forehead lightly.
Xiao Jing suddenly stopped talking, just looked at Murong Chi.
After watching it for a while, he suddenly laughed out loud, and burrowed into his arms. When he found a comfortable position, he leaned his head and put his small hand in Murong Chi's hand, playing with it.
Even though Xiaoyue has been taking Xiaojing with her, Xiaojing has never been so close to Xiaoyue. Xiaoyue hugged him for a while, but he couldn't sit still and wanted to get down, how could he take the initiative to hug him.
For a while, it was very comfortable to lie down in Murong Chi's arms.
This little guy is really...
Murong Chi looked at Jiang Qingqing and seemed a little angry, and the corner of her lips curled helplessly, and said softly: "Xiaojing, your mother is angry with your father, shall we coax her?"
His tone was soft and gentle. It seemed that this year, the family of three had been together all the time, and the hurtful past between them was just a small quarrel between husband and wife.
An inexplicable fire rose in Jiang Qingqing's heart, and he put the chopsticks down heavily, Murong Chi was stunned for a moment, Xiao Jing was also stunned, and his expressions were in sync.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaojing, mother is not angry with you, mother is angry with father." Murong Chi coaxed in a low voice, Xiaojing was aggrieved, and his pouting mouth was released.
"Bad girl..."
Jiang Qingqing was quite helpless, what son did she raise.
Co-authoring this year's care is not as good as his own father hugging him
Jiang Qingqing simply ignored it and took a few bites of noodles before reaching out to take Xiaojing, "Let's go home."
However, something was pulling her behind her, and the anger that Jiang Qingqing had just suppressed instantly ignited, she almost turned around and said angrily, "What the hell are you trying to do?"
As soon as the voice came out, she regretted it.
It wasn't Murong Chi who was pulling her, it was Xiao Jing who was holding on to his sleeve.
Murong Chi shrugged, quite helpless, "Qingqing, you misunderstood me."
For a moment, Jiang Qingqing seemed to think that she didn't know Murong Chi anymore. Is this grievance Baba in front of her still that Murong Chi who was decisive and invincible
She scolded the wrong person herself, but she couldn't help herself to apologize, she simply shoved Xiaojing into his arms, and said coldly, "Let's go."
The corners of Murong Chi's lips were slightly raised, and she quickly followed with the child in her arms.
The carriage swayed, Jiang Qingqing couldn't sleep all night, she couldn't be sleepy for a long time, she endured it for a long time, trying her best not to let herself fall asleep, but she couldn't resist the tiredness that hit her, so she tilted her head and leaned down.
Murong Chi stretched out his hand at the same time and moved it slowly so that she could lean on his shoulder.
"Yu Qian." Murong Chi whispered, Yu Qian understood, stopped the carriage, opened the curtain, and saw the princess fell asleep, he understood, took the little prince, and hugged him out.
The lord now has a princess, and even the little prince has stepped aside.
In the carriage, Jiang Qingqing leaned into Murong Chi's arms. She slept very deeply.
Murong Chi just looked at her, the light in his eyes rose little by little.
She has lost a lot of weight, and there is almost no flesh on her waist. The small person is just shrunk in his arms, light and almost weightless.
He could almost imagine how much she had suffered this year.
Even under that circumstance, she still had to go up the mountain to collect medicines to maintain her living needs. Murong Chi felt distressed, as if someone had stabbed her with a dagger.
He thought he was good to her. He thought that he had paved the way for her in the future, but he didn't expect that she would endure the hardships on this road, but he almost couldn't make it.
Just thinking about it made his heart suffer.
The carriage stopped, and the people outside didn't dare to make a sound, just waiting quietly.
After a long time, Murong Chi got out of the carriage with the woman in his arms. When the forsythia came out, he was about to say something when he saw the little prince sleeping in Yu Qian's arms, and hurried over.
"Forsythia..."
"Don't make a sound, wake up the little prince." Forsythia glared at him and went in with the child.
Yu Qian pouted in grievance, and followed suit step by step.
Wherever Forsythia went, he followed wherever he went. He didn't take a step down. In the end, Forsythia couldn't help it. He turned around and said angrily, "What are you doing with me?"
"I just want to follow you."
"You don't follow the prince?"
Yu Qian smiled, "The lord is in the princess' house right now, and he won't be able to come out for a while. Forsythia, you seem to have gained some weight these days."
"I can't see you, I eat and sleep well, how can I not get fat."
On the contrary, it's the young lady. She wants to make more nourishing soup. She is thin and monkey-like, and it makes people feel distressed.
"Forsythia..."
"Don't follow me."
"Forsythia, can't you forgive me? I know I'm wrong." Yu Qian was very distressed, she had been angry with him for so long.
He is wrong, but not for the prince.
If it were her, she would also protect the princess, and since the princess came back, this girl seems to have forgotten herself, and he has some taste.
Seeing his aggrieved appearance, Forsythia wanted to laugh, but didn't laugh, "In this way, whenever the miss forgives the prince, I will forgive you."
ah
Yu Qian opened his mouth wide, looking unbelievable.
The prince and the princess are in such a quarrel, when will they be able to reconcile
Besides, the lord doesn't say any action now, but just silently follows the princess, "Forsythia, why don't you think about it again?"
Forsythia smiled, ignored him, and went into the kitchen.
Time passed by, Jiang Qingqing opened his eyes, it was already noon.
She patted her head and overslept, and the hospital didn't know what was going on.
She got up in a hurry and was about to go out. She put on her shoes and suddenly realized that something was wrong.