Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 589
The fire bird didn't seem to like Liu Lian very much, but Liu Lian was always in his arms stubbornly. For this, the fire bird could only whine a few times to express his dissatisfaction, but as a bird that couldn't speak The class, no one, would want to hear what the hell she was calling.

Qifeng, on the other hand, stared at the fire bird for a long time with great playfulness, and smiled leisurely for a while.

So Huo Niao heard Qi Feng say: "Master, this Huo Niao looks very sensible, and this subordinate is afraid that Ying Long will not be able to keep his loneliness in the dark forest alone, so I want to send this bird to be his companion." .What do you think, Master?"

Firebird: "#@@%￥%!"

Mu Lingge has no objection, but now that Lianlian likes Huo Niao very much, I am afraid that Qi Feng's proposal will be difficult to implement.

But I don't know what Qifeng said to Na Liulian, Na Liulian actually gave him the fire bird obediently, which made Mu Lingge stunned for a while.

So, a certain sad firebird was easily given to a certain dragon by Qifeng, and became his little partner to relieve loneliness.

It wasn't until a long time later that a cheerful Yinglong appeared leading a shy beauty, that Mu Linge suddenly realized that Qifeng had such a low-level idea!
Bai Qingqian and Lianlian got along very well by being alone and stupid, and Mu Linge was somewhat comforted by this. At least when she was working hard for their affairs, they didn't cause her any other troubles. Because of this, Mu Linge felt that her character was pretty good.

In Ziwei Palace, Yan Ruge went to the place where the wind was chaotic to pay his respects as usual.

"Where is Mu Lingge now? What's going on at Lingtian Palace?" Feng Luan casually played with his nails, and even asked the question casually as if he was interested.

Yan Ruge replied respectfully: "Go back to my lord, that woman is now heading towards the South China Sea. As for Lingtian Palace, there is no other action for now."

"Well, you go down." Feng Luan waved his hands, and suddenly said: "By the way, how are the wedding preparations going?"

"It's almost ready. When the day comes, my daughter can get married." Marrying Yetong as his wife is something she has dreamed about for a long time. She has missed it for 1 years. This time, she must not miss it. .

"It must be arranged well. When I marry my daughter, I must marry in a splendid manner. Geer, being a mother will definitely make you the most beautiful bride in the world!"

"Thank you, mother!" Yan Ruge burst into tears, her mother at this time is her real mother!
In Ling Tiangong, Maomao is as cold as ever, but no matter what she does, her actions are cute. A cute little girl, maybe she will pester the Lord just like her mother when she grows up!
In addition to dealing with necessary official documents, Yetong spends the rest of his time looking at his precious daughter, er, well, although this daughter has never smiled at him, he is happy and happy.

Yan Ruge was jealous, or it could be said that she couldn't stand it anymore, Prince Yetong Ye in her mind should be a person standing on the clouds and pointing the country, not as he is now, regardless of his image. An ordinary man playing with a child!
As if sensing Yan Ruge's hostility, Maomao suddenly raised his head and looked in her direction, then looked again, until Yetong followed suit, the corners of Maomao's mouth twitched, and he burst into tears situation.

(End of this chapter)