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Chapter 217: Mumu's Affection (14)

Concubine Yao Yue immediately greeted her with a sweet smile, Xu held Qin Zhaotian's arm,

"Your Majesty, please don't start being aggressive as soon as you enter the house. It was my concubine who summoned him. A few days ago, Qin Lang went to the capital for business. After he came back, King Zhennan followed him. He followed me non-stop to take care of it. My concubine

I haven’t seen my son for a long time.”

"Humph, you know how to pamper him!" Qin Zhaotian sat down and took the tea bowl personally offered by the imperial concubine, but did not drink it and put it on the small table beside him, "The prince has been away for so long, so

I didn’t see you mentioning or reciting a word, Lingyue, you are so... Oh, forget it, let’s not talk about this.”

Anyway, it's all in vain.

So many years have passed, and Qin Shi has grown from a little boy to an outstanding man who is upright and upright.[

The relationship between mother and son does not seem to have improved much.

Every time he thought about it, he felt a headache.

I read "Yao Yue Guifei" many times, and she agreed every time. However, when she turned to face Qin Shi, everything was still the same, unchanged.

I really don’t know what the prince did to displease his mother.

Such an excellent child doesn't favor others over others. What is she thinking?

"Father, please leave." Qin Lang stood up knowingly and was about to leave. He didn't want to embarrass his mother and concubine by staying.

Qin Zhaotian waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down first.

"Lang'er, I'm not targeting you. In fact, I have a very troublesome thing today that makes me uneasy."

"Don't leave in a hurry. In fact, this matter has something to do with you. It doesn't matter if you listen on the sidelines."

Qin Lang bowed respectfully, nodded in agreement, and sat back obediently, his expression far less relaxed than when Qin Zhaotian entered the door just now.

There was even a faint feeling of guilt in his eyes, for fear of being seen through by Qin Zhaotian, he kept his head lowered and held the tea bowl with his fingers. Even though there was still scalding tea in it, he still didn't feel any pain.


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