Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Chapter 1168: Not quite the same anymore

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"Du Heng isn't even around. No matter how much pregnancy pills you take, what's the point?" Mu Nanzhi was really speechless, and he uttered a rare curse word. As soon as the words came out, both of them were startled. Then the next second, Jing'an County The master then covered Mu Nanzhi’s mouth.

"Anle! You are the queen! Don't say such things again! What's the point of being heard by others?!" Princess Jing'an was so busy that she scolded Mu Nanzhi in a low voice, paused, and then put down her hand, "Understood? "

The corner of Mu Nanzhi's mouth twitched: "... Got it."

"But what you said is not bad," Princess Jing'an sniffed sheepishly, "I'll just take the pregnancy medicine with me and take it on the road. After all, you are all gone, and it's boring for me to be alone in the capital."

"That's right!" Mu Nanzhi suddenly beamed with joy, reaching out to hold Princess Jing'an's arm and chirping to her, "Jing'an, we are on a southern tour! We can go all the way from the capital to southern Xinjiang. Think about it. It's so beautiful. I'm afraid there will never be such a good opportunity in this life. If you just stay in the capital and drink medicinal soup, you will definitely regret it!"

"Yes, yes! Why don't I go?" Princess Jing'an said with a smile, while pinching Mu Nanzhi's nose, "It's just that I don't want so many people to follow, for fear of disturbing your world."

"Hehehehe, I don't care about him!" Mu Nanzhi chuckled, leaning into Princess Jing'an's ear and whispering, "But with Du Heng here, I don't think you have the energy or time to disturb my cousin and I. In the human world, maybe you can have a baby on the way, hehehe!"

"Anle! Stop talking!" Princess Jing'an suddenly looked shy, "Now that she has become a queen, why are her words becoming more and more clueless?"

"Hehehe! What I said are all good things!"

In mid-April of the second year of Tianding

Beidi Capital

Song Mansion.

Ke'er found that her father and her little aunt were not acting normally recently. Well, to be precise, it should be that since their father came back from overseas, the two of them were not the same as before.

Song Tong never left the backyard. He spent all day in the study room in the backyard practicing calligraphy and reading without saying a few words. Since his mother passed away, Song Tong's temperament has become so cold. As a daughter, she didn't dare to make trouble in front of him easily, but now Song Tong's temperament is much better than before, and the frequency of coming to the front yard is obviously higher. In the past, she used to eat alone in the backyard, but now she eats three times a day. But they always come to the front yard to eat with Song Fu, Ke'er and the others.

Kerr was naturally happy about her father's change, but she couldn't be happy. Her father had gotten better, but her little aunt was different from before.

Since Jixiang came to Beidi, Song Fu has cooked three meals a day with her own hands. Song Fu has stayed in Dali all his life. He is not used to the food in Beidi. Naturally, she has to serve the meals. Ke'er After eating a meal cooked by Jixiang once, I never wanted to eat cooked by the cook again, so from then on, Jixiang prepared the meals for both the grandparents and the grandson, and Song Tong’s meals were still prepared by the cook at home. He ate alone in the backyard, while Song Fu and the others ate in the front yard. Ke'er always complained that Song Tong didn't eat with them. Song Fu also heard it and always sighed.

Now Song Tong is finally willing to come to the front yard to eat with them, but Jixiang is not willing to eat at the same table with them. It's not that she is unwilling. Whenever it's meal time, she prepares the family to eat, and then goes to serve it first. Her mother drank soup, and when she came back, Ke'er and the others were already full, so Ji Xiang just ate something in a hurry. Sometimes he didn't even go into the dining room, so he ate directly in the kitchen.