With a "click" sound, Wang Shun cut the scissors down, and a blooming chrysanthemum fell down.

The chrysanthemums fell on the hem of the brocade robe, and then bounced to the ground. A few withered chrysanthemum petals stuck to the black robe, as if they were embroidered, which was very conspicuous.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Jiahui felt a little embarrassed. Her smile froze slightly. She looked back and forth and asked, "Where's Xiaobao?"

"Mother Concubine! I'm here!" A little boy about three years old poked his head out from among the chrysanthemums, his white and tender face smiled innocently and cutely, "I hid it the best, even Mother Concubine was not found.

I!"

After saying that, he ran over and stopped in front of Lin Jiahui. He held his little fist with a small dimple and saluted in a decent manner: "My son pays my respects to my mother and concubine."

Lin Jiahui touched his head and said with a smile: "Good boy, go play."

The little guy ran to King Shun and saw the petals on his robe. He pinched them with his two little fingers, tilted his head and asked worriedly: "Father, why do you want to cut off the flowers? How did the petals fall off?"

When it comes down, will the flower hurt?"

His big black and white eyes were sparkling, full of aura, and he was waiting for the answer with admiration and expectancy.

King Shun touched his son's head and explained patiently: "Because the flowers have stopped blooming and are unsightly, they have to be cut off. Flowers don't hurt. Flowers that have stopped blooming no longer know the pain."

Lin Jiahui also explained: "It's like a small animal that has died and doesn't feel any pain."

Xiaobao rolled his eyes and seemed to understand, feeling a little sad, "Then I'm going to bury the flowers. I buried them last time when my little parrot died."

After saying that, he picked up the chrysanthemums on the ground and took the nanny, maid, and boy to dig a hole to bury the flowers.

With a loving smile, Lin Jiahui said angrily: "This child has so many strange questions."

King Shun had a smile on his face, "Children are all like this."

Lin Jiahui's smile froze slightly. She didn't get pregnant until more than four years after her marriage. Her concubines and concubines had already given birth to children, so Prince Shun was very experienced with children.

She sighed and said with some excitement: "Yes, children are so innocent and cute. Today I met sister Li'er on the street. Her son and daughter are also very sensible. The daughter is eleven years old..."

As she spoke, she secretly observed Prince Shun's expression and said with a smile, "My lord, why are you not surprised at all? Do you know that sister Li'er has returned to Beijing?"

King Shun put the scissors in his hand into the tray in the hands of the servants on the side, and said with a smile: "The little daughter of Shangguan's imperial doctor's family who has been missing for more than ten years is back, and even the father knows about it."

Lin Jiahui said a little lonely: "It's a pity that she doesn't even recognize me anymore. I'm so sad, it feels like a piece of flesh has been pulled away from my heart..."

He even choked and couldn't speak any more, so he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.

King Shun gently held her shoulders and said, "It's good that she can come back. Everything else is not important, is it?"

Lin Jiahui snuggled into his arms and nodded while sobbing, "Well, I am really happy to see that she is living a good life. Her husband is handsome and extraordinary, and her children are sensible and polite. They are not like country farmers at all."

King Shun looked at a Yaotai jade phoenix that was rustling in the wind, patted her back, and said softly: "She is doing well, okay, go back, it's cold outside."

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"Let's go." The couple left hand in hand.

An autumn wind blew by, and precious chrysanthemums such as Yaotai Yufeng, Xuehai, and Xuanmo were gently swaying in the wind, competing for beauty and beauty, each leading the way.

Shangguan Ruoli and Dongming Ziyu also found out Lin Jiahui's identity. She was the original owner's aunt's cousin, and was only more than a month older than the original owner. This woman was also present on the day the original owner disappeared, but she hid under the stall of a small vendor.

Not only did he avoid the crowds and stampedes, but he also avoided the flower-shooting crowd.

Dongming Ziyu said: "This woman is not a good person at first glance, so you should be careful."

Ling Yue snorted coldly and said, "I can see it too. This woman has no good intentions. She pretends to be weak and virtuous in public, and wants to give her power."

Wulang said: "I don't think she's bad, but I don't like people like her. She always cries and becomes miserable. She's very unlucky! Just like that Ke'er."

Shangguan Ruoli hurriedly whispered: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Wulang's little face turned red and he quickly apologized: "Mom, I was wrong. She is an elder after all. I shouldn't talk about elders arbitrarily."

Shangguan Ruoli said: "I want to remind you that that is Princess Shun. If she knew that you were comparing her to a prostitute, she would definitely vomit blood and take revenge. You two, remember that misfortune comes from your mouth. If you are raped by someone,

Listen, if you make a fuss about this sentence, our family will be in big trouble."

Ling Yue and Wu Lang both looked solemn and said, "Yes, I remember it."

In my heart, I have classified Lin Jiahui as someone I don’t like, but I can’t let her bully her mother!

The next day was a holiday, and the Shangguan Mansion held a banquet to invite relatives and friends to greet Shangguan Ruoli and formally introduce her into the Shangguan family's social circle.

The banquet was held in the waterside pavilion in the center of the lake, with flying arches and green trees and flowers reflected in the lake. The scenery was picturesque. The windows of the waterside pavilion were open, and laughter could be heard, slowly rippling with the microwaves of the lake.

A handsome and thin young man stood up, bowed to Shangguan Ruoli and saluted, "Sister, I apologize to you for my brother. It was my brother who protected you that made you go missing."

A handsome young man with a beautiful face also stood up, saluted Shangguan Ruoli and said, "Cousin, I can't help you, nor can I protect you well."

He looked disappointed, looking at Shangguan Ruoli with complicated and unspeakable emotions in his eyes.

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