The two black treasures of Tiangui's escaped concubine

Chapter 138
Since the Hua family officially announced the disappearance of the Hua family's grandma, Du Youzhi got the news, and just now remembered that she seemed to be related to the Hua family, so he hurriedly told her the news through the palace people.Holding onto this news, Hua Xiyan thought, it's time to tell him.

For the grandmother of the Hua family, Hua Xiyan has always had an inexplicable gratitude in her heart.

When she came back in the second life, if Mrs. Hua hadn't tried her best to save her life, she would have died long ago.Of course, what Mrs. Hua is thinking of is not her love for her, but her love for the authentic Miss Hua family.But now, the authentic Hua family's young lady was probably lying in her coffin and died for her for a long time.

If I see Mrs. Hua again, I don't know how to explain to the grandmother of the Hua family, so I let out a long sigh.

Du Youzhi thought she was strange, didn't she say that the old lady of the Hua family was missing? Could it be that she was not worried about the safety of the old lady Hua.

What Hua Xiyan thought was, if Mrs. Hua was kidnapped by the bad guys, news would have been sent to her a long time ago. If she dared to kidnap the old lady and thought kidnapping the old lady would be beneficial to her, most likely it was to get her Taijun exchanged terms with the Hua family or her, but there was no such news, which only showed that Hualao Taijun's personal danger gradually decreased.On the contrary, at this time when she was deeply in the crisis of the curse and the curse of the sky, the disappearance of Mrs. Hua was tantamount to hiding. It was not a good thing for the enemy who wanted to catch her, but it was beneficial to her. .

Therefore, she occasionally knows who is hiding Mrs. Hua.

In the evening, a family of four dined in Guangyang Hall.The snack guy didn't say a word, and buried himself in his meal. He ate two bowls less than usual. It is said that it was because the prince opened a small stove for the snack guy in the afternoon, which made the snack guy feel full. Dinner Naturally use less.

After all, Hua Xiyan was worried that her youngest son would accumulate food. Although her son had a big stomach, it was not impossible to accumulate food, so she asked someone to drink some Xiaoshi powder after the meal.

Of course, the snacks obediently drink the medicine given by their mother with the medicine bowl in their hands.Unexpectedly, the little prince's father, that person, would suddenly reach out his hand to his small forehead and stroke it.

"No fever. Eunuch Zhang. Send someone to stay by the bedside of Young Master Hua tonight. If there is any sign of fever, please tell me right away." Li Zimo's voice has always been that kind, lukewarm, always with With a strong sharpness, it symbolizes the might of the dragon.

Perhaps, he was very worried about the snacks, but what can he do with his fixed tone and temper.

Anyway, the snack guy didn't feel his love, but was almost frightened into a cold sweat and a heart attack.

Gulu drank the medicine his mother gave him in one gulp, climbed onto the bed and covered his head with the quilt, so that the man would not reach out to touch him again.

Because the youngest son might be ill, Li Zimo didn't rush back to Yongning Hall to read books and work that night, and stayed in Guangyang Hall to accompany their mother and son.Both the little prince and Hua Xiyan could feel the anxiety in his heart.Li Zimo felt guilty towards his younger son, just like Hua Xiyan felt guilty towards his elder son.Thinking of him as a father, he has basically not fulfilled the responsibility of being a father to his youngest son since he was born.

The clever little prince knew his father's mood, and took his mother to study in the study next door, leaving space for Li Zimo and the snacks.Hua Xiyan originally wanted to stay and take care of the youngest son, but later she also thought about the state of mind of the child's father, so she followed their father and son's wishes.

Unfortunately, after the eldest son reunited with his long-lost mother, there was no pressure to repair their relationship.The truth that blood relationship is more important than anything else has become a goal that is not so easy to achieve for Li Zimo and Xiaohuo.

The snack guy was rolling around in the quilt, Xiangniang and the prince came to accompany him, but the person who lifted his quilt and prevented him from covering his head was neither his mother nor the little prince, but the man he hated and feared the most— — that emperor.

"Don't sleep with your head covered. It's not good for your health. Didn't your mother teach you well? If your mother didn't teach you well, I'll tell her later." Knowing that his youngest son was ill, Li Zimo didn't dare to shoot the cannon directly. Mouth aimed at the younger son.

Xiaohuo heard that he was going to call his mother, and his face became even more unhappy, saying: "A man does one thing and the other does it. It has nothing to do with my mother."

"If you really want to like your mother, you should listen to what your mother says, so that no one will misunderstand your mother." Unknowingly, he revealed the nature of Laozi cheating his son again.

It seems that only when being cheated by him can he listen to what he says and do it. Two little hands let go of the quilt and let him help him cover the quilt again, and said solemnly with his mouth shut: " I did a good job, you can't misunderstand my mother."

The younger son is so cute, compared to the older son who is too sensible, it is like a cool summer breeze, which blows his heart refreshingly and pleasantly, and the smile can't help hanging on the corners of his usually ruthless lips.The cool fingertips helped to brush the hair on the snack man's forehead, and said: "I know all about it."

The two small pupils were rounded on the small breaded face of the snack guy, and he was surprised: This man can actually laugh?Has the sun risen in the west?In other words, when this man smiles, it's so weird, as if the sky is about to fall.

The two little hands immediately raised up, covering their eyes in fear.

The ink eyes were slightly startled, and a hint of helplessness hung on the corners of the solemn lips: Is he so scary?

He took the booklet, sat beside his youngest son's bed, and flipped through it.The emperor has a lot of official duties and needs to work overtime at night.

Seeing that there was no movement, the snack boy turned his two small eyes from the small hands covering his eyes, and when he saw that the man beside him hadn't left, he immediately closed his eyes again.After waiting for a while, I saw that people didn't treat him at all.The small eyes snapped open again, boldly put down the small hand, raised the small eyebrows obliquely, and looked at Long Yan beside him.

Long Yan is solemn, and he is concentrating on looking at the things in his hands.

For snack food, unlike the little prince who has been around this man since he was a child, it is difficult to understand what this man is doing.

"If you don't feel well, just tell me, you know?" This emperor and father, on the one hand, cares about the country and the people of the world, and on the other hand, he must not give some personal affection to his children.

"I'm feeling much better, and I'm not feeling sick." The snack guy was magnanimous and thoughtful, and said, "You can go, it doesn't matter if I sleep alone."

For this reason, Mo Mou raised the corners of his eyes and looked at him: "You want me to go?"

"Yeah." The snack guy nodded his head vigorously.

"If I leave, you will feel uncomfortable and no one will accompany you. Do you think you can do it by yourself?"

Isn't there still a mother and a little prince?The snack guy has a small mouth.

The father saw through the child's mind with a single glance, snapped, closed the book, and said: "Neither your mother nor His Royal Highness will come to accompany you tonight. Only I will accompany you, do you want it?"

(End of this chapter)