Mrs. General can't be messed with

Chapter 265
"Well, we'll stay here tonight, and we'll make plans tomorrow." Handing the spirit card in his arms to Xiaorou: "Xiaorou is hugging Erniang," and hugged Wuqing out from behind.

On the one hand, she was still reminding Xiaorou: "Call me by my name from now on, don't call me princess anymore, you know? Xiaorou."

"Okay, then I'll call you Miss." It's true that she can't be called Princess any more, and Xiaorou still knows this.

"It's up to you." Murong Xing didn't care about the title, because the title was just a code name, gently showing his ruthless little head, watching him open his eyes, blinking at the strange Xiaorou in front of him, and looking at his mother.

Xiaorou was very surprised: "Sister, this...this is..."

Murong Xing didn't have too many words: "This is ruthless, my son."

"Sister, it's..." Are you and General Leng's child?

But in the end she still didn't ask, she knew that the princess, who hated her so much, would definitely not want to hear about General Leng.

Murong Xing disregarded the relationship indifferently, and said indifferently: "It belongs to me alone, and has nothing to do with others." Yes, Wuqing has nothing to do with others in the future, but only her own son.

"Yes, the little boy is really cute." The little boy is really cute, with big eyes, and now you can see that the little face is very handsome.

When he grows up, he must also be a handsome man, as beautiful as a young lady.

"Come on, eat and chat ruthlessly!" Only when facing ruthless, Murong Xing will show this gentle side.

Only a motherly smile can be seen on the stunning face, Xiao Rou saw Murong Xing lift up her clothes.

"Miss is breastfeeding?" If the young lady is in the general's mansion, these should be done by the wet nurse!But now my sister and sister need to do everything by themselves.

Thinking of Xiao and Sister's grievances, Xiao Rou's distressed eyes were moist.

"Well, it's good for Wuqing's future health." Yes, breastfeeding is very helpful for the child's resistance, not to mention, she doesn't want to ask a nanny to take care of her.

"En" Xiaorou still agrees with this point.

Looking at Wuqing who was sleeping soundly, Murong Xing hugged his small body and put him on the bed that Xiao Rou had made casually long ago. It was very simple, just some clean clothes spread on the dilapidated wooden bed.

"Sleep ruthlessly and obediently."

Turning around, she looked at Xiaorou squarely. There were some things that she had to face sooner or later. She lifted the veil from her head.

Xiaorou covered her mouth, she couldn't believe her eyes, tears flowed down her cheeks: "How could this happen, why did my sister's hair become like this?"

Such a lively person has become so cold now, is this a love affair?

Murong Xing stepped forward and hugged Xiaorou who was crying silently. She knew that she loved her, but it really didn't matter, it didn't matter.

"Xiaorou, I'm fine."

"Sister, why is this happening?" Xiao Rou asked a silly question.

"Because I went to see his wedding procession." Murong Xing's eyes were clouded with tears, his voice choked and sobbed.

Obviously Xiaorou asked such a stupid question, she didn't need to answer it, but for so long, after the incident happened, Murong Xing has always wanted to find a shoulder to lean on, let herself cry, cry to her heart's content.

let me cry!

One last cry, one last cry for my dead love.

cry all my pretense
cry all my loss
Let the tears slide away all the pain, take away all my sorrows, let me vent completely and fiercely for the last time!
(End of this chapter)