The main god of fast wear is playing again

Chapter 832

Last night, the little princess' nanny was snoring, so she couldn't sleep, so she walked around the yard and saw that the light in the study was on, so she ran over to have a look, and when she saw that it was Shangguanlan, she went in to play for a while.

Afterwards, Shangguanlan told her stories, built a windmill and put her to sleep.

Tu Zhimeng couldn't hold back a burst of laughter, and patted the little princess's head: "You like your seventh brother so much, I'll be jealous."

"No, no, you are my favorite." The little princess immediately shook her head in denial.

That cute little appearance has aroused the laughter of many people.

Only Xia Ziyan stood there in embarrassment, his face turned red and purple, purple turned black, so disgraceful.

Her hands hanging on both sides quietly clenched into fists, full of unwillingness.

I think everyone around me is laughing at her, making fun of what she just said.

Tu Zhimeng left after lunch.

Shangguan Lan stood in front of the palace gate, reluctant to let go of her little hand.

"Xiaoyu, when you go back, you must take good care of the princess and let her eat on time." He gave Xiaoyu a lot of instructions.

Tu Zhimeng stood there and listened to his nagging, almost falling asleep.

"Okay, don't blot your ink."

Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer, and interrupted directly.

Shangguan Lan shut his mouth obediently.

Looking at Shangguan Lan's face, she read a little grievance from it, and Tu Zhimeng burst out laughing, and tiptoed to kiss his face.

"I'm leaving, you have a good time."

Shangguan Lan: "...?"

What is a good wave?

Obviously suffering.

"My concubine is better, I'll go back."

Shangguan Lan held Tu Zhimeng's little hand, and gently rubbed her fingertips, really wanting to never let go for the rest of her life.

Tu Zhimeng nodded, said yes, then turned and got into the carriage.

It was already seven days after Concubine He Gui let Shang Guanlan go back.

The wound on Xia Ziyan's face was almost healed, so he went back with him.

Just after leaving the palace, Xia Ziyan suddenly said: "My sister likes the dim sum of Baihelou, why don't you buy some?"

Shangguan Lan was taken aback, surprised that these words came from Xia Zi's cigarette holder.

But it's a good idea.

"Brother Lan, you go back first, Yan'er will buy it for you." As she said that, she turned around and was about to walk in the direction of Baihe Tower.

Shangguan Lan felt that something was wrong.

Wouldn't she put medicine in it and poison her cute son?
Shangguan Lan grew up in the palace, so he is very familiar with women's tricks.

So in order to know Tumeng's safety, Shangguanlan decided to buy it himself.

It's a pity that the pastry chef of Baihelou went out to do the shopping, and he won't be back until the afternoon.

"Brother Lan, why don't we wait?" Xia Ziyan poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and suggested.

No matter what, Shangguan Lan felt that this was not Xia Ziyan's style, so he became more confident in his guess.

You want to poison?

Okay, I'll watch you and see how you play.

Little did he know that he fell into Xia Ziyan's trick.

...

In the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Tu Zhimeng was sitting on a rocking chair, just finished lunch, and now she is very happy.

"Little fish, have I gained weight?"

Tu Zhimeng felt that her face had become round recently.

Xiaoyu snickered, and replied: "No, maybe she's pregnant, and her body is getting heavier."

Tu Zhimeng pursed her lips, thinking that it doesn't matter, anyway, she is good-looking, and she is not afraid of being fat.

As long as it looks good it's ok.

"It's getting cold, why don't you go back to the house and rest?" Xiaoyu suggested.

A gust of cold wind poured into Tu Zhimeng's neckline, and she couldn't help shivering.

(End of this chapter)