The queen fell out of favor: male concubine, spoil me quickly

Luo Lao San stood in front of Luo Morong without saying a word. Although he didn't remember all the things his mother said, it was probably like this.His name is Luo Laosan, because there are two older sisters on him, but he still can't remember what the two older sisters look like, and although he really wants to have a younger brother or younger sister, he really doesn't have one.So he thought that he was sorry for his mother, and he should be more filial to his mother in order to make up for the grief in her heart.

Luo Morong looked at the somewhat dull son in front of him, and the anger in his heart was three feet high. He was not as sweet as the eldest son, and not as good-looking as the second son. He was as rigid as his dead father, and he would make himself angry. Neither will.

She raised her hand angrily, but when she was about to wave it down, she froze suddenly.

She stopped not because she was soft-hearted or distressed, but because she remembered what the "man of God" said in the Puji Temple.

"Your son is Ziwei's destiny to break through the army. As long as he is properly trained and induced, he can achieve great things."

"What a great cause it is?"

"Secrets must not be leaked!"

All the glory and wealth of her life rested on her son, so she should treat him better in the future.

So, she took the padded coat from the stool beside her and covered her son, and said softly, "Third son! Don't be afraid of mother, mother has treated you badly these few years, and it's only because I miss you so much Two sisters, and your father, that's why..."

"From now on! Only our mother and I will depend on each other for life, and mother will definitely treat you well."

Luo Lao San was a little surprised at first, but how could he put so much thought into doubting his closest relatives?

He threw himself into Luo Morong's arms, calling "Mother" sobbing.

The next day, Luo Morong took Lao San Luo southward to Rongcheng, the imperial city in Jiashang, because the "man of God" said that Rongcheng would be the blessed land of Lao San.

Afterwards, Luo Lao San had an official name - Luo Xingshu.

"Xing Shu, mother tells you that the best thing in this world is money. With money, I can ask Mr. to teach you how to read and write. With money, I can buy you a lot of beautiful clothes and let you dress up like a baby." My son, with money, we can eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day..."

"All the good life you have now is all earned by my mother and me. If my mother loses money, you...you have to go to the men's hall to be a son..."

"Mom, you're drunk again, I'll help you go to the room to rest early."

Luo Morong lay crookedly on Luo Xingshu's shoulders, and staggered forward with him.

Her money-losing son has finally grown up, and his appearance is much more handsome than both her and that dead man.He was only 15 years old, and he was already about the size of a seventeen or eight-year-old man, and the heroism between his brows became more and more compelling, and his pair of autumn water apricot pupils, his smile was not a smile, tactful and affectionate.The day before yesterday, he just went to the street market to buy an onion, but unexpectedly attracted a prodigal son from someone who followed him, lingering at the door and refusing to leave, or she took a broom and beat the man hard, That's all.

It's just that the more beautiful he is, the more confused she is. Is he really her son?

She was not so confident, a pheasant could really give birth to a phoenix!However, she had to believe it, because he was indeed her son who was born in October of her pregnancy.