Minister Ben Hongzhuang: Lord Xiangguo, I am happy!

Chapter 1112
"Princess, stop talking!"

Gao Yinger silenced her voice, she had kept this matter in her heart for many years, and she forgot it if she didn't mention it, even Ye Xiaoxiao.

She thought that Ye Xiaoxiao would be forgotten as time went by.

Of course not, no one has forgotten, on the contrary remember more clearly.

Take Nan Haotian as an example, he paints when he has nothing to do, and paints the person in his heart.

Only then did she remember that back then he was a noble and elegant prince, and Ye Xiaoxiao was Nanxia's number one beauty.

They are a good match, and she is the third party who destroys this good relationship.

At this age, they are still fighting.

"Don't talk, don't talk~ Only when you talk too much, you will realize how many bad things you have done. You will be afraid even in your dreams!"

"Instead of thinking about what you have and what you don't have, the princess might as well think about how to repair the relationship with the prince."

"Mommy, go out! This princess has to think about it!"

Nan Haotian and Mrs. Xu took a carriage to Tongfu Inn. Under the leadership of Xiao Er, Nan Haotian and Mrs. Xu went to Room No. [-] in Tianzi.

Mrs. Xu raised her hand and knocked on the door and said, "Your Majesty, are you here? The slave family brought the prince here."

Suddenly the closed door swung open, and the young master inside said: "Only Nan Haotian is allowed to come in."

Nan Haotian frowned, and stepped into the door without thinking too much.

If you make it mysterious, you must be a person who can't see the light.

Thinking of this, he boldly walked inside.

Nan Haotian passed through the screen and saw the person sitting on the soft chair, the person was dressed in red, holding a teacup in his hand, sipping tea carefully.

He raised his eyes slightly, his twinkling eyes fixed on Nan Haotian.

With just this glance, Nan Haotian seemed to see his wife, the one he misses so much.

"Xiaoxiao~" He couldn't help but read her name, with a dazed look on his face.

The person holding the teacup sneered and shook his head slightly, as if he thought it was funny.

He stretched out his slender hand, picked up the kettle, and refilled a cup of tea for himself.

"The lord remembers my mother's name clearly."

Nan Haotian was taken aback, his heartbeat seemed to jump out of his throat.

He was stunned for a while, then hurriedly said: "You are, it is Shen'er..."

"Nanfengchen, my humble name is taboo."

Nan Haotian was startled, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

The child sent back then was not a girl?

Xiaoxiao gave birth to a son for him!
But this idea was immediately rejected. If it was a son, how could he have children with Su Baichuan.That child did inherit Ye Xiaoxiao's beauty.

"Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

"It's not for anything else, I want to get back what I deserve." Nan Fengchen smiled lightly, and said lightly.

Nan Haotian frowned, and couldn't help blurting out: "What do you deserve?"

"The position of the son of the eldest son."

"..."

Seeing that Nan Haotian was silent, Nan Fengchen said calmly, "My concubine mother is the official wife that the prince is marrying, and you have abandoned her concubine mother on the grounds of infertility in the seven rules. Already have me. My lord, tell me... the title of the eldest son should fall on my head!"

"What do you use to prove that you are indeed Xiaoxiao's child? What do you use to prove that I am related to you by blood. Since you want to inherit the status of the heir, you must convince me."

Nan Fengchen glanced at Nan Haotian, and pulled Linglong Dice from his body.

He shook the dice in his hand, and said lightly: "Your Highness, do you still remember this? This thing is a token of love for the concubine, and the Highness also had it back then."

Nan Haotian looked at the dice in Nan Fengchen's hand, and suddenly his heart shrank, feeling a little numb.

(End of this chapter)