Mrs. General can't be messed with

Chapter 208
Nineteen happily waved his hands at Murong Chong and said, "Father, my son and minister also leave!"

"kindness."

*****,

Murong Xing originally wanted to ask King Qing about Yupei, but as soon as the kid came out the door, he was clamoring for sleep, so she had no choice but to give up!
"Xing'er, when you are free, you are telling Uncle Huang what you want to say." It was already late at night, and it was not suitable for him to stay in the harem.

"—" Murong Xing lowered his head, nodded helplessly, and brought Murong Qianhong back to Yan Pavilion.

"Xing'er, rest early."

"Yes."

Murong Xing took the nineteenth back to rest in the dormitory, and asked curiously: "You—why—follow me?"

The bouncing nineteenth stopped, raised his head, smiled on his chubby face, bowed his head and continued walking.

Murong Xing frowned: "Your boy - took the wrong medicine."

The Shijiu in her impression was not like this, as expected, he stomped on her foot fiercely.

"You need the medicine."

Murong Xing angrily let go, knelt down to caress and touch her right foot, she was really unlucky today, her hand was injured, she was beaten into internal injuries, and then pinched again, this boy stepped on her foot again.

Is today her disaster day?
"Go - go! I won't take you - to sleep." She was so mad, how could there be such an impolite child.

The two stalemate for a while, the little guy took the initiative to walk in front of her, tugged at her dress, Nuonuo said: "Sister, does it still hurt?"

"—" Murong Xing frowned, stood up and looked down at him, before she could speak, she heard him speak lazily again.

"I'm sleepy." Murong Qianhong leaned against her legs like a little puppet.

"—" Murong Xing would not be fooled so easily.

But after standing for a while, the little guy still didn't respond, Murong Xing asked tentatively: "Murong Qianhong, what kind of tricks are you playing?"

Her answer was even breathing.

"Did you really fall asleep?" Murong Xing didn't believe it. He seemed to be full of energy before, but now he fell asleep.

"Murong Qianhong?"

Still no voice answered her, she supported her small body and squatted down, holding his shoulders with both hands, looking at his drooping head.

Murong Xing frowned: "This is too fast!"

She had no choice but to reach out and hug him, but the internal injury was still involved, and she hissed in pain.

Return to Guiyan Pavilion.

"Princess."

"You don't need to follow in, you all go to rest!" Seeing that they wanted to follow in to serve, she directly said no.

She is already very tired, and she doesn't want to see these people who are not afraid of being tired and salute one after another, she just wants to fall asleep now.

Today is really tired, very tired.

"Yes." The palace people opened the door for her and closed it again.

She patted Murong Qianhong's back lightly, and murmured to herself: "If I were also a child, would I be so ignorant of worries?"

But when she thought about it, she was the most troubled when she was a child. She was forced to do this and learn that by her master every day. She thought that only her childhood grew up with learning and reprimanding!
He hugged Murong Qianhong and gently put him on the bed, but he didn't know that the little guy opened his eyes as soon as he put it down.

"Eh?" Murong Xing blinked his eyes and looked at him puzzled. Is this a strange situation?
Murong Qianhong rubbed his eyes with his plump little hands, and Nuonuo said: "Sister, I can't sleep well."

(End of this chapter)