My princess is black

Chapter 1187 1222. The Pearl Strikes (2)

"You are... Pearl?" Qifujin looked at the smart little guy in front of him in surprise, and suddenly had the urge to cry, "Sister, she? What's going on?"

Mingzhu lowered her eyes, her eyes were full of sadness, "Auntie, my mother... was killed by someone."

"Who? Such a bold person?" If she remembers correctly, her elder sister is the mistress of Lingyu, how could she be killed so easily?
"Yes..." Mingzhu's voice trembled, "It's my father's new vixen." I'm sorry, Mrs. Empress, you should die for now, otherwise I really can't find a reason to stay by my aunt's side!

If I don't stay with my aunt, how can I get close to Di Juechen?

"There's no reason for that." Qifujin's chest heaved up and down in anger, "Which little bitch? So lawless?"

"Auntie...I'm so tired." Mingzhu pretended to be weak and began to change the subject, "Auntie, can I rest for one night and talk about it tomorrow?"

Seeing her sad and exhausted appearance, Qi Fujin couldn't help feeling distressed, "Let's sleep with my aunt tonight." Because of the loss of her daughter, Qi Fujin very much hoped that someone would be by her side. She couldn't help feeling sorry for the child.

Being able to kill her sister, one can imagine how powerful this opponent is. It is not easy for Zhu'er to come to her safely!

Qi Fujin has no doubts, because Zhu Er's appearance is [-]% similar to her deceased enchantment, and the familiarity of family affection is innate.

The corner of Mingzhu's mouth evoked a gloomy smile, Su Wangchuan!I heard you're coming!Then I'm here too!Do you still recognize me now?

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In the next few days, Su Wangchuan would accompany Mo Yaner to stroll around the pear garden from time to time. Although it was boring, it was also quite comfortable and she exercised a lot. The main reason was that her current physical condition was not suitable for seeking trouble, otherwise she would It won't be so peaceful.

"Mother, don't you come here to prune pear flowers every day, isn't it boring?" Su Wangchuan held his chin and looked at Mo Yan'er, who was carefully pruning pear flowers beside him. This pear tree is already very beautiful, why does she insist on pruning every day? ?

"No." Mo Yan'er didn't stop moving her hands, "This is my interest."

The corner of Su Wangchuan's mouth twitched inexplicably, "My mother likes pear blossoms?"

"No." Kacha, Mo Yan'er cut off a branch, "I like the feeling of pear trees being trimmed neatly."

The corners of Su Wangchuan's mouth twitched even more. Are you sure it's not obsessive-compulsive disorder?She thought she was boring!
Seeing that Su Wangchuan had nothing to say, Mo Yan'er continued: "Pruning pear trees is similar to being a human being. Some people, the more they don't prune them, the more chaotic they will be. But when pruning, you must be calm, otherwise It won't do you any good."

Su Wangchuan: "..." That's amazing, my mother, you can comprehend such a powerful principle of life even when pruning a pear tree?Very tough.

"Mother, I think you are still too good-tempered." Now that the topic of repairing people has been brought up, Su Wangchuan has no reason not to continue.

"Okay?" Mo Yan'er suddenly stopped what she was doing, and turned to look at her, "Chuan'er, don't be deceived by the appearance, in fact, the mother's temper is not bad at all, the mother has just learned to endure!"

Meeting her gaze, Su Wangchuan frowned, "Mother, do we have to talk about such a heavy topic?"

　【Ask for a ticket, ask for a monthly pass...】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)