Jun Ruoling put the jade pendant into her arms, stepped on the quilt a few times casually, and walked out of Bi Yiwan with a calm expression. Then she left the palace.
Tian Xiangyu sat in the rickety carriage, with a sleepy face, looking at the people beside her, and then raised her fingers at Feng Yuze.
"What to do?" Feng Yuze frowned and looked at Tian Xiangyu in confusion.
"I asked you to come here, what are you writing about?" Tian Xiangyu's tone was a little dissatisfied. She hated riding in a carriage the most, but she had to do it this time.
Xue'er looked at Tian Xiangyu's angry look and couldn't help but shook her head. Her sister must have been dizzy.
Only now did she realize that her sister wanted such a big carriage to make it easier for her to sleep.
Feng Yuze frowned and finally sat next to Tian Xiangyu. Because Tian Xiangyu was originally lying down, Feng Yuze had to sit by Tian Xiangyu's legs.
"Why are you such a messy man?" Tian Xiangyu was dissatisfied, but Xiao Shuishui understood her. This man is nothing, doesn't he just want to be used as a pillow? Why are you chirping, what is it,
She won't eat him.
"Hey, Tian Xiangyu, what are you doing?" Feng Yuze was pulled next to Tian Xiangyu and roared.
"Nonsense, of course, what else can I do if I'm sleeping?" Tian Xiangyu rolled her eyes at Feng Yuze, hugged Feng Yuze, and closed her eyes.
"My lord, I advise you not to resist. My sister has motion sickness, so you can just be her pillow." Xue'er advised kindly.
"What? Let me just give in?" Feng Yuze's face turned green with anger, but he still gave in? When had he, a majestic king, ever felt so aggrieved?
"Then are you still aggrieved? How many people want to hug my sister but can't." Xue'er glanced at Feng Yuze with disdain. In her eyes, this prince was not worthy of being her sister's pillow.
Well, if you ask why, he is too dirty!
Forbearance...I, the king, endure!
Feng Yuze clenched his hands into fists, comforting himself in his heart and being patient.
Yan Xiaotong's eyes stayed on Tian Xiangyu and he didn't know what he was thinking. He only frowned occasionally and occasionally showed sadness on his face.
Is she really not a mother? But why does she have the aura of a mother? And why does she seem to be able to hold love pendants?
She also took it away that time? Even if my mother lost her memory and changed her appearance, it didn't look like her appearance and even her personality had changed?
Yan Xiaotong couldn't figure out what went wrong and why. He kept struggling.
Tian Xiangyu fell asleep beautifully. Does she care about the rest? The answer is no matter. Anyway, she will wait until Feng Yuze's memory recovers and then find his wife. She really wants to see what kind of person her wife is, and then return
Her wings.
But is everything really as simple as she thought?
Feng Yuze turned to look at Tian Xiangyu who was sleeping soundly. He loosened his hand and glanced at the hand on his waist, thinking about how to take that hand away.
"Dad, you should sleep honestly." Yan Xiaotong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly interrupted Feng Yuze's reverie. He glanced at Yan Xiaotong angrily, and lay motionless next to Tian Xiangyu, letting her
Drool dripped on his clothes.
Yan Xiaotong originally thought about it for a long time but still couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Anyway, his mother would definitely come back, so what else was he afraid of?
Moreover, the person in front of him who asked him to call her sister was probably not his mother, because she told him what she said at that time, and he answered fluently.
"Never mind, never mind!" Yan Xiaotong shook his head and looked up to see Feng Yuze trying to get Tian Xiangyu's hand away, but when Yan Xiaotong saw Tian Xiangyu frowning, he couldn't help but say.