The Cultivation of Concubine

Chapter 415 It’s So Easy to Support (5)
Only then did Cui Rou raise her eyes to look at her cousin, and saw that her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, bright and delicate, she was really a rare color in the world.It's no wonder that such a beauty is regarded as a treasure by the mild-tempered Prince Yasukuni, and he loves it very much.Now the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law get along so well, they are as close as mother and daughter, which is really enviable.

Cui Rou showed envious eyes, then looked at Zhizhi in Ajiao's arms, and saw that she was coaxed by her mother to stop crying and making trouble, very well-behaved.

"Little niece is so cute." Cui Rou couldn't help sighing.

A Jiao turned her head and smiled at Cui Rou.

The last time Jiang Xiuyuan married his wife, she did not attend.Looking at this Cui Rou now, I feel that this person has a good face, outstanding appearance, and a generous manner, she is indeed a good girl.

It is also his blessing that Jiang Xiuyuan can marry Cui Rou.

Ajiao smiled and said: "Don't look at her being cute at the moment, if she loses her temper, it will take a long time to coax her." Speaking of this daughter, Ajiao was a little worried. She has such a spoiled temper at a young age. Married, how can this husband bear it?Ajiao knew that she was thinking a little too far, but every time she looked at her daughter, she liked to think about these long-term things, wishing that she would be smooth all her life.

Hearing A Jiao's words, Cui Rou also smiled, but looked at Zhizhi without blinking.Such a cute milk doll, even if he has a bad temper, is still worthy of love.She glanced at Ajiao again, and saw that her face was full of kindness, unusually soft and beautiful, and she was even more envious.This cousin is said to be a year younger than her, and now that she is a mother, she also wants to conceive a child earlier.

Thinking of the husband in her family, Cui Rou's face felt warm.

A group of people entered the palace. This time, the empress's palace was bustling with activity. The lively and active Second Prince was crawling around on the Arhat bed, surrounded by many children, the older one was about eight or nine years old, the younger Some of them were only three or four years old, and they probably looked at their style, probably all the sons and grandsons of all the princes' families in Yancheng had come.

(End of this chapter)