Uncle's First Favorite Concubine

Chapter 1696 Worshiping Hongying
Gently stepped forward, touched her and lay down, hugging her.

"Hmm..." Xiao Liu sniffed, then turned around and hugged him.

"Uncle Emperor..."

"Yeah." Nangong Han touched her cheek.

"I'm back, where is the child? Did you make trouble?"

"No fuss, very obedient in class."

"That's good." Xiao Liu leaned against his chest, rubbed against his chest, and continued to sleep in a comfortable position.

Nangong Han looked at the sky: "Xiao Liu, the children have already gone to class, and you are still so sleepy, isn't it good?"

Xiao Liu covered his mouth: "Don't make noise!"

The helpless Nangong Han had no choice but to hug her and look at her pale sleeping face.

Watching her grow from a baby to such a big size, lying in his arms.

It's a beautiful thing.

Looking at it, he couldn't help lowering his head.

Kissed that pink lip.

"Hmm..." Xiao Liu frowned.

He hurriedly stroked his back soothingly, and patted it lightly.

Afterwards, Xiao Liu obediently held him in his arms, admitting that he wanted whatever he wanted.

After a while, after parting.

Xiao Liu Shuiwu opened his eyes, and his mouth was red, "What are you doing, he's still sleeping."

He chuckled: "You sleep yours, I eat mine, it doesn't matter."

As he spoke, he leaned back and licked her lips.

Xiao Liu was a little annoyed, and stretched out his hand to scratch his back.

It might have hurt him, so he simply took off her clothes and covered her directly.

"Be good, don't make trouble, or I will clean you up."

"uh-huh……"

A symphony sounded in the room, and the servants were ashamed to retreat quickly.

When Xiao Liu woke up, it was already afternoon.

She pouted, her little face flushed.

At first glance, it looks like it has just been moisturized.

Limp in his arms, he fed chicken soup.

"Why does this chicken soup smell like medicine?" Xiao Liu frowned and sniffed carefully.

"Why is it to make up for the body again?"

Nangong Han blew and fed her: "Didn't you just work hard, you should make up for it."

Xiao Liu glared at him coquettishly: "Obviously you are the one who contributed."

"Yes, but you are the one who suffers, dear, finish your drink well, and take you shopping."

Xiao Liu took a sip and raised his eyes: "No shopping."

"Then what do you want?"

"Let's go to pay homage to Hongying, bury it in a hurry, and haven't gone to see it yet."

Nangong Han frowned, he was the one who caused Xiao Liu and the child to almost...

"Okay, let's go, it's all over, let's not worry about so much, okay?"

What Nangong Han could say, he naturally listened to his wife.

The carriage went all the way out of the city.

on a mountain.

Xiao Liu squatted in front of a grave and burned paper money.

"Hongying, no matter what the result is, the two of you are together now, I hope you can be happy down here."

Nangonghan stood behind her boredly, looking at the tombstone without words.

"It's better to die for such a scourge."

After burning the paper, Xiao Liu leaned against the tombstone and picked up the sacrifice she brought.

An apple, just rub it on your clothes, and take a bite.

"Hongying, all your property has been confiscated, I beg you to use all the money to help the victims.

It's to make up for the mistakes you made. "

Nangong Han stretched out his hands, but retracted the corners of his mouth twitchingly, "You are too informal."

"Even if you eat sacrifices, you won't be afraid that ghosts will find you."

"Uncle Huang, where's the wine?" Xiao Liu muttered for a while, then raised his eyes.

Nangong Han took out a jug of wine from the basket and handed it to her.

He took off the cloak on his body again, "Come on, put it on the mat, it's cool on the ground."

Xiao Liu shook his head: "It's fine."

Then he pulled out the jug and poured wine on the ground: "Come on, Hongying, let's drink, you must have no wine down there."

(End of this chapter)