"Mother, mother, why are you blushing?" Murong Xin held a beautiful butterfly and dangled it in front of her eyes.
Xia Ziluo scratched his face in embarrassment.
Then she put her hand on Murong Xin's head, rubbed it and said, "That's because I'm tired after playing with you for a long time."
"Mom, did Ze'er fly the kite well?" Murong Ze had already flown the kite in a circle and ran back. She glanced at her sister and her eyes fell on Xia Ziluo's hand touching Murong Xin's head.
She also wants to hold hands with her mother.
But my mother seems to like her sister very much, always pinching her face or touching her head.
Xia Ziluo turned around and saw Murong Ze's pouting look, just like Tiantian who always grabs snacks from her. Just like a cat, he is cute and cute.
She stretched out her hand to pinch Murong Ze's cheek: "Ze'er flies the kite very well, it's awesome!"
Murong Ze felt that Xia Ziluo's hands were warm, and even pinching her face felt very comfortable. Her eyes narrowed unconsciously, like a cat.
The most important thing is that my mother praised her.
After hearing this, Murong Xin pouted in protest and said in a cute voice: "Mom, I always say that Xin'er is stupid. Xin'er is not stupid. Xin'er is the smartest."
"Yes, Xin'er and Ze'er are the same, they are both the smartest." Xia Ziluo tried his best to be impartial and loved both daughters equally.
Murong Ze and Murong Xin each hugged one of her thighs, smiling happily with the most innocent smiles.
Xia Ziluo also laughed softly. This warm moment made her forget her worries and feel deeply happy and happy.
After flying kites with the children for a few days, it was mid-to-late March.
During this period, the relationship between the children and Murong Xitian developed a lot. No matter how busy Murong Xitian was, he would come to see the children, even if it was just to say good night.
And the relationship between her and him seems to have taken a further step.
From time to time, they would even sit and have a meal together, talking and laughing.
Sometimes, Xia Ziluo would feel that he was dreaming, otherwise why would Murong Xitian become so gentle and no longer doubt her. The two of them were like old friends who had known each other for many years.
Of course, there is always a time to wake up from a dream.
He was happy, but Xia Ziluo didn't dare to think about the future, nor did he dare to ask Murong Xitian when he would bring Ye Zixuan back.
At present, all happiness and tenderness are on thin ice.
He and she still cannot see the "light".
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The second day of the second lunar month in the lunar calendar is the Spring Dragon Festival.
On this day, according to custom, everyone from the emperor to the officials will plow the fields for a day, which means that spring plowing begins at the beginning of the year.
When you get home after working hard, you will eat various snacks and pastries, which means welcoming wealth.
In the evening, when Murong Xi rushed home covered with stars and moonlight, the lights in Canghao Residence were brightly lit.
As he watched, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and a smile unconsciously crept up to his brows.
The door creaked open gently.
Xia Ziluo stood up hurriedly when he heard the sound, and saw Murong Xitian's extraordinary handsome face. At the same time, he naturally noticed a hint of fatigue on his face.
"You're back. You're so busy and have to work in the fields. Are you exhausted?"
It just looks good.”
"As a prince, don't you show off to bring bad morals? The lower-level officials have followed suit. In the future, there will be officials working in the fields during the Spring Dragon Festival?" Besides, even His Majesty does it himself, how can others dare to relax? His body is important!
"Mother, mother, why are you blushing?" Murong Xin held a beautiful butterfly and dangled it in front of her eyes.
Xia Ziluo scratched his face in embarrassment.
Then she put her hand on Murong Xin's head, rubbed it and said, "That's because I'm tired after playing with you for a long time."
"Mom, did Ze'er fly the kite well?" Murong Ze had already flown the kite in a circle and ran back. She glanced at her sister and her eyes fell on Xia Ziluo's hand touching Murong Xin's head.
She also wants to hold hands with her mother.
But my mother seems to like her sister very much, always pinching her face or touching her head.
Xia Ziluo turned around and saw Murong Ze's pouting look, just like Tiantian who always grabs snacks from her. Just like a cat, he is cute and cute.
She stretched out her hand to pinch Murong Ze's cheek: "Ze'er flies the kite very well, it's awesome!"
Murong Ze felt that Xia Ziluo's hands were warm, and even pinching her face felt very comfortable. Her eyes narrowed unconsciously, like a cat.
The most important thing is that my mother praised her.
After hearing this, Murong Xin pouted in protest and said in a cute voice: "Mom, I always say that Xin'er is stupid. Xin'er is not stupid. Xin'er is the smartest."
"Yes, Xin'er and Ze'er are the same, they are both the smartest." Xia Ziluo tried his best to be impartial and loved both daughters equally.
Murong Ze and Murong Xin each hugged one of her thighs, smiling happily with the most innocent smiles.
Xia Ziluo also laughed softly. This warm moment made her forget her worries and feel deeply happy and happy.
After flying kites with the children for a few days, it was mid-to-late March.
During this period, the relationship between the children and Murong Xitian developed a lot. No matter how busy Murong Xitian was, he would come to see the children, even if it was just to say good night.
And the relationship between her and him seems to have taken a further step.
From time to time, they would even sit and have a meal together, talking and laughing.
Sometimes, Xia Ziluo would feel that he was dreaming, otherwise why would Murong Xitian become so gentle and no longer doubt her. The two of them were like old friends who had known each other for many years.
Of course, there is always a time to wake up from a dream.
He was happy, but Xia Ziluo didn't dare to think about the future, nor did he dare to ask Murong Xitian when he would bring Ye Zixuan back.
At present, all happiness and tenderness are on thin ice.
He and she still cannot see the "light".
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The second day of the second lunar month in the lunar calendar is the Spring Dragon Festival.
On this day, according to custom, everyone from the emperor to the officials will plow the fields for a day, which means that spring plowing begins at the beginning of the year.
When you get home after working hard, you will eat various snacks and pastries, which means welcoming wealth.
In the evening, when Murong Xi rushed home covered with stars and moonlight, the lights in Canghao Residence were brightly lit.
As he watched, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and a smile unconsciously crept up to his brows.
The door creaked open gently.
Xia Ziluo stood up hurriedly when he heard the sound, and saw Murong Xitian's extraordinary handsome face. At the same time, he naturally noticed a hint of fatigue on his face.
"You're back. You're so busy and have to work in the fields. Are you exhausted?"
It just looks good.”
"As a prince, don't you show off to bring bad morals? The lower-level officials have followed suit. Will there be officials working in the fields during the Spring Dragon Festival in the future?" Besides, even His Majesty does it himself, how can others dare to relax.
