The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 118 Give this king a few more children (1)
A long song, a good wind, a good moon, a good song and a good artistic conception, as clear as a silver bell, singing softly like a gurgling stream, the lingering sound of the singing is endless, and the hearts of the two are tightly cuddled.

The east is whitish, and the morning dew is faintly shining.

Mo Ziyuan had dragged Prince Rui up early, and when she returned home today, she hadn't seen her family for a long time. Thinking of going home, she instantly revived her spirits.

Inside the carriage, Mo Ziyuan raised her hand and gently massaged Prince Rui's shoulders, "Goldfish, thanks for your hard work, I woke you up so early, and I'll make some delicious food for you when I go back!" A little red.

Once this man tastes the marrow and knows the taste, he will not know how to restrain himself.

Prince Rui waved his sleeves slightly, and Mo Ziyuan slipped into his arms, and the man smiled leisurely, stroked her hair and said, "Yuan'er's cooking skills are getting more and more exquisite, this king will never get tired of eating it!"

The uneasiness that flowed from Mo Ziyuan's heart from time to time crawled across her heart like insects and ants, "You will eat my food all your life, will you get tired of it?"

My husband is so outstanding, I don't know how many famous ladies are fascinated by him. It is hard to guarantee that he will not change his mind when he sees the beauties who are all over the world, and will abandon him when he gets tired of him.

Prince Rui poked her forehead and said with a smile, "Forever? Is Yuan'er going to use cooking skills to make this king never leave you forever?"

"Golden fish, can't you do it?" Mo Ziyuan slightly raised a hopeful smile, and greeted him with a sentence like a breeze, "I just think that one life is too little! At least two lives!"

Mo Ziyuan smelled the man's unique scent of ambergris, and her heart felt rippling. It turned out that the cruel Prince Rui was also unequivocal when he talked about love.

After a long journey of affection, the carriage finally stopped at the gate of the General's Mansion.

The layout of the General's Mansion is exquisite, the courtyard is unique, the mountains are simple and unsophisticated, and the lake is beautiful. Passing through the nine-curved corridor, you can see that everyone in the Xiao Mansion has come out of the main hall to greet them. When they see the two coming, they salute together: "My lord and concubine!"

Mo Ziyuan stretched out her hand to stop the crowd and said: "Where in the world is there a mother who kneels down to her daughter and son-in-law!" Then she said to Prince Rui: "My lord, what do you say!"

Xiao Mu insisted: "Wangfei, this gift cannot be discarded!" Bai Ningzhen also echoed: "Wangfei, don't let people talk about it!"

When Mo Ziyuan heard what she said, she was about to say something, but Prince Rui smiled and said: "Yuan'er is right, they are all in her family, so there is no need to be polite!"

Xiao's mother saw that Prince Rui and Xiao Ling really loved each other very much. It's true that the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her son-in-law, the more she is satisfied. Her daughter can find a good husband, and the husband and wife are singing in harmony. Her heart is settled.

The Xiao Manor had already prepared the meal, the prince was respectful, so she took the seat naturally, Mo Ziyuan originally wanted to be next to Bai Ningzhen, but was pulled by Prince Rui and whispered: "Yuan'er serves the king!"

Mo Ziyuan glared at him angrily, she was always waited on by others, but forget it, she wanted to give face to men when she was outside, so she sat down reluctantly.

"Aunt... Aunt..." A childish voice came, and when Mo Ziyuan turned around, the two little guys had rushed over. Mo Ziyuan hadn't seen the two of them for a long time, but she realized that she had grown a lot taller , lovingly kissed the two of them several times before giving up.

"Yanyi, Jintong, do you miss your aunt?" Mo Ziyuan asked with a smile.

"Yes!" The two replied in unison.

"Do you love aunt or not?" Mo Ziyuan asked again.

"Love!" The two replied in unison.

"How long have you been in love?" Mo Ziyuan asked.

"A long, long time!" The two children answered together as if they had discussed it.

(End of this chapter)