The little princess tames the prince

Chapter 1022 Divorce (4)
Seeing his wife's happy face when she came back, King Bao Jing made fun of her: "Ma'am, your son-in-law hasn't won yet, but you just like it so much. If you win, how can you show any more liking?"

Rou Zhuang poked his head out from behind his mother, his clothes were soaked in sweat and dirty, when he saw his father's herbal tea, he cheered and ran over to hold it: "Qingcheng, come and drink tea."

Princess Baojing complained: "Put it down, go back to your room and have a good drink. I really don't change my words. I went to see your mother-in-law and played like this again." Rouzhuang put down the teapot resentfully, and went back with Qingcheng.

"I tell you, the princess said, this marriage will not be broken." Princess Baojing happily shared the good news with King Baojing. Tell your family?"

These words were only King Bao Jing's guesses.Right or wrong, he knew he was a man of paper, so he didn't dare to judge.

Princess Baojing liked herself: "This marriage will definitely come true, how wonderful, your cousin's family and your niece Liangyue, you can be sad."

"I said how Rouzhuang was born with such a temperament, so it's up to you." Baojing Wang looked at his wife angrily and funny: "So it's up to you!" Princess Baojing still smiled happily, such a smile looks like a young man At the age of [-], the golden step on the hair rang softly: "Don't you like it, this marriage is a boiled duck, and it can't fly away from now on."

Then she went to change clothes, facing the setting sun outside the window, said: "The weather is still hot during the day and cold at night. I have pity for my son-in-law staying in the examination room. How can we come here?"

"You are so distressed," King Bao Jing wanted to laugh at her.When Princess Baojing went into the room, he himself smiled for no reason: "Is it really possible?" Many worries always come from the fact that Rouzhuang and the prince are not a good match.

The evening wind blew into Prince Anping's mansion, and Zhao She was not happy when he heard these words. He didn't have the temperament of the real sister, and the prince raised his eyebrows: "You should say a few words to her, and go to coax her!"

He sat on the bed, and Minghua stood with his shoulders supported. Seeing his father frowning uncomfortably, he stretched out his small hand to caress his brow.The twins have a sympathetic heart, and Baohua, who is in the arms of the real sister, also goes to touch the mother's beautiful eyebrows.

Zhao She smiled because of this, and took off his daughter's little hand. Seeing him smile, Minghua turned his little face to his father's, and smiled heartily.

"Troubleshooting," Zhao She's expression darkened, Ming Hua looked at him seriously, and then suddenly gave a giggle.Zhenjie also hugged Baohua to sleep well, and said with a smile: "Your daughter is here, cousin, you can't be angry."

Ask Zhao She again: "What should I say about her, cousin, she is worried." Ignoring Sister Zhen's earnest words, Zhao She hugged Minghua in his arms and frowned again: "What she should think about now is How to teach her daughter. In my opinion, they can't teach this child well."

"I agree with what my cousin said." Sister Zhen wanted to laugh thinking of today's Rouzhuang: "She almost took apart the bird cage." Zhao She also wanted to laugh, and brought Sister Zhen with her again: "With you About the same time."

Sister Zhen refused to admit it, pouted and said: "You found me again, I was under the hands of my cousin back then, but I was an honest person." Zhao She wanted to laugh but held back, stretched out his hand to grab the little pout: "Again Duh, here you go."

"Here you go," Minghua and Baohua learned immediately, and sister Zhen went to pinch Zhao She: "If this is not good, it is all taught by my cousin."

Zhao She patted Minghua's body, and fell asleep leisurely: "It seems that I can't be too soft-hearted towards this in-law. They will come during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I will come and talk to him when the time comes."

When the sweet-scented osmanthus was thicker, Shizi came out and entered again. This was the second exam.Zuo Geer has already studied, and after studying, he just goes to play with others.

On this day in the Marquis of Weiyuan, a few people were playing war, halfway through the game, the young master of the Jiang family and the young master of the You family met head to head and started muttering.

The two snickered from time to time, looking very happy.Brother Zuo also leaned over: "What are you talking about?" Young Master Jiang pouted at him: "It's nothing to do with you, it's useless for you to learn this."

Zhou Qi also came over: "Tell me and listen." Young Master You frowned in style: "Tell them, Brother Zuo can actually use it."

Young Master Jiang curled his lips even more: "He will need it, he talks about his big brother every day." Brother Zuo frowned: "Are you talking about my big brother?"

Under the green leaves of the osmanthus tree, Young Master You frowned even harder than Brother Zuo: "Who wants to talk about your elder brother. We are talking about our brother." On his small face, he was more confident than Brother Zuo.

With the wind blowing, Brother Zuo suddenly realized, pointing his little finger at them and laughing: "You are playing tricks!" Young Master Jiang and Young Master You wrinkled their noses and eyes, showing expressions of whether it is tolerable or unbearable, and they stretched out their hands to push Zuo. Brother grabbed him, causing him to take a few steps back, almost sitting on the ground.

"This isn't called playing tricks!" The two little boys put their hips on their hips and glared together. Just as they glared, their legs hurt. Amid Zuoge'er's loud laughter, the two of them fell to the ground and fell down. Son.

Cycle in the back, squat down and give them a leg sweep.Sweeping and proud: "This is the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves." Zuo Geer clapped his hands and laughed: "Good sweep!"

"Say!" At this time, the situation was reversed, Zuo Geer was in front, Zhou Qi was behind, the two of them each took a step forward, with their calves arched in front and calves in the back, bowing their bodies and pretending to be fierce: "Don't move, I'll wait for you!"

This is the back garden of the Marquis of Weiyuan, with the oily green leaves of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree above the head, and the red leaves falling not far away on the ground, which have not been swept out in time.

The ground was soft with fallen leaves, Young Master Jiang simply didn't stand up, just sat and patted the mud on his hands, and asked Brother Zuo mysteriously: "Does your father love your elder brother or you?"

Zuo Geer frowned a few times: "Of course it hurts." Young Master You didn't get up, and pointed at Zuo Geerle with his yellow muddy finger: "You are stupid, so we won't tell you."

"Am I stupid?" Zuo Geer himself felt quite smart, looked at Young Master You's hand covered in yellow mud, and asked Zhou Zhou again: "Am I smart?"

Zhou Zhou hesitated: "I should be the smartest. You forgot, my uncle taught us martial arts yesterday and said I was smart." Zuo Ge'er widened his eyes: "That's just casual boasting, don't you Seriously!" Zhou Qi was overjoyed, patted his protruding fat belly: "And said I was sincere."

(End of this chapter)