My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 79 1.079

Seeing that the prince had handled this matter so well, child Qiao looked at the young man in a rare and cheerful manner and said, "Your name is Yusu. Then, go back and thank me, Your Royal Highness, for your sake. Okay, stuff Let go and you can go! "

Take a look, take a look! This little thing without conscience said, it is no wonder that His Royal Highness had previously told him to be careful with this little guy, and the thing turned into a face and refused to recognize the routine.

The boy in black was right in his face, and arched his hand towards classmate Xiao Qiao. "Little Master, Your Highness will follow you next and do the work for you. Also, his subordinate is not called Yu Su! . "

Yusu is Miss Captain Longjin! How blind do you look! Yu Su has always been with His Royal Highness, staying close to the inch, and it stands to reason that you haven't seen him once or twice, so you can admit it? Shouldn't you reflect on it! !!

"Stay up late?" The child looked at the handsome young man in black with a curious look, and whispered, "Did you always stay up late, so your prince gave you such an unreliable name?"

Stay up all night: ha ha! Miss you guessed it, that's not the case!

"Subordinates are members of Yege. Each of our Yege members will have a night character."

"Oh." Child Qiao skimmed his face with a lack of interest, and was not interested in asking him what the night pavilion was. It should be the power in the hands of the tyrant Prince.

"Will you catch a car?"

Stay up all night: ... how can there be a lady who follows the rest of my life and feels very unreliable!

There was some noise outside the yard, and Qiao frowned, "You stay here and look at things. I'll go out and see what's going on."

"Yes." Staying up late archway.

With a pair of small claws, Qiao Mu walked out the door with a serious face, and saw a twelve-three-year-old girl in red who looked familiar, quickly glanced at several wooden boxes, and continued to exclaim with sighs.

"Ma'am, look at this satin, how comfortable and soft it feels. I've never seen such a fine material, you can make me a double dress and cut a few pieces of parchment."

"Yeah, yeah! When we put on this satin in spring, we must be better than Tianxian, giggling." A 30- or 40-year-old woman was drilled aside, picking up the silver silk satin in Qiao Yingchun's hand, Mimi smiled. Repeatedly gestured back and forth on her daughter.

God, is this Qiao Zhongbang's family getting rich? With so many cars and satins, her eyes were flared. It would be better if these could move her back. The woman smiled brightly.

Several fellows carrying boxes looked helplessly at the self-talking mother-daughter, whispering in their mouths, "This is not it, young lady ..."

"Yeah, what's in this little box." Qiao Yingchun saw sharply a blue-green little girl about ten years old on the carriage, and her eyes fell on the rosewood in her arms. On the box.

"Hey?" The little girl was taken aback. When Qiao Yingchun stepped forward, she hurriedly guarded the chest like a food, and clung tightly to the box without letting go. "You and let go, this is not It's for you. This is our little master's thing, let it go. "

"You let go! Show me what it is." Qiao Yingchun's eyes were almost stuck to the box, relying on people taller than the girl, rushed forward and grabbed the box, grabbed the box from the little girl.

(End of this chapter)