Princess, be nice

Chapter 1151 It is not safe to beat him in private

I couldn't help but close my eyes, trying to suppress all my thoughts.

Listening to what my mother said, Yuan Miao really didn't understand.

"Miaomiao, you are a kind child. Don't listen to what your father said just now. Apart from your parents, there are also grandparents, mother and uncle, and many relatives."

"You have to value them all."

"Like them."

"Because they like you too."

Yuan Miao frowned, and it took a long time before she replied, "But mother, Miao Miao has so many relatives who like it, but Dad only likes Miao Miao."

"Papa is very poor."

"..." Yuan Changhuan pursed his lips slightly.

She also remembered what Xie Ci said to Miao Miao before, her eyes gradually narrowed, she rubbed his little head, and said softly, "Some people like him."

"Okay." Although he answered his mother's words, Yuan Miao didn't think so in his heart. He felt that there must be a misunderstanding between his father and mother, because his father was really pitiful. He had been to his father's house before. The place where only dad lived alone, it was very desolate.

Yuan Changhuan squeezed his small face, "Why are you pretending to be deep, you are young, you look like seven or eighty, when you go back, I will find you a gentleman to enlighten you first."

Yuan Miaoxiao's face wrinkled even more, "Mother, can I not find Mr...."

"No."

Yuan Changhuan resolutely carried him to the case, "Seeing that you have nothing to do, I came here to practice calligraphy."

"Mother, your own handwriting is so ugly, and you let Miaomiao practice it."

Being complained by his son, Yuan Changhuan was very calm, "It's because my mother's writing is ugly, so I let you write well, so that you won't be like my mother in the future, and you can't write well."

Ok.

Mother is quite right.

Yuan Miao lay down on the desk and began to practice calligraphy stroke by stroke.

Although it is not very stable to hold the brush.

But it may be inherited from his father's talent, and the first time he writes, he writes better than Yuan Changhuan.

outside the tent.

Xie Ci leaned against the tent.

The slender fingers covered Ruyu's face.

Unpredictable.

"My lord, the marshal is here to invite you."

The soldiers around Mr. Jiang came to thank him.

Xie Ci finally raised his head slowly, looked at him, and responded with a faint brow and eyes.

Then he stepped up and walked towards the big tent.

The soldier's knees almost went limp when he received Xie Ci's glance.

He really deserves to be the emperor who has the power over the world, just looking at him can scare him to death.

The soldiers did not dare to stay for long, so they hurriedly followed.

A large account of the agenda.

Everyone arrives.

Except Xie Ci and Qin Lancang.

Mr. Jiang stood with his hands behind his back, and waited for the words of thanks to come before he asked, "Young General Qin, why haven't you come here yet?"

Missing at critical moments.

Su He immediately said, "Report to Marshal, Young General Qin..."

Just about to find an excuse for Qin Lancang, heavy footsteps came from outside.

"Hula..."

The tent door was pulled open, "Thank you, you bastard..."

The voice did not fall.

Everyone looked at Qin Lancang together.

Only then did Qin Lancang realize that it was full of people.

With a light cough, he swallowed the words.

"What did you just say?" Elder Jiang looked at him with bright eyes.

Qin Lancang smiled, "It's nothing, I just have something to do with the emperor."

There's something shit.

He wanted to beat Xie Ci to death.

Damn it, I couldn't beat him on the surface, yet I found someone to beat him in private.

Fortunately, he was well prepared, otherwise he would be beaten to the ground now.

Xie Ci, this cruel and vengeful bastard, just punched him, and revenged him like this!

　There are two more chapters today, more tonight, okay~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)