378. Chapter 378 The Most Unbearable Beauty's Grace 3
At the corner of the street, Chen Xi leaned against the wall, laughing so hard.
"Hehehe..."
Feng Qingyang looked at the girl's smiling face, her empty eyes filled with an imperceptible hint of endearment.
"Xi'er, Grandma Rong is so angry with you!"
"That's not true. The person who made her angry to death was Nishang!"
Chen Xi pointed at the pink-faced boy who stumbled over. He didn't know whether the girl was doing it on purpose or unintentionally. Her hair was disheveled. At first glance, it was hard to distinguish her from the girl who was always well-groomed and tidy.
The girls are connected.
Feng Qingyang looked along Chen Xi's finger and exclaimed in surprise: "They didn't even recognize Nishang!"
"Yeah, so stupid!"
However, no matter how stupid a person is, he will realize that something was wrong just now when he comes back to his senses.
Chen Xi took Feng Qingyang's hand and said preparedly: "Your Majesty, you performed so well just now! But we really should go back! Don't let Aunt Rong run ahead of us."
The sun set in the west and fell on the girl's black eyes as bright as pearls. Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay! Let's go back!"
A few people took advantage of the break in the shift of the guards guarding the gate to sneak back to Prince Gong's Mansion. They had just changed their clothes when the sound of hurried footsteps came from the door of Xiaolin Garden again.
With an old and nervous voice: "What's going on? Aunt Rong, didn't the Ai family ask you to watch them carefully? What did you do, an old slave? You lost sight of everyone..."
"The Queen Mother is useless as a slave! But this sixteenth princess is a bit too cunning. She..."
"What? You didn't take good care of people and you blamed them for being cunning, right?"
"I don't dare, slave."
…
The anxious voice got closer and closer, and suddenly, the door of the main house of Xiaolin Garden was pushed open.
An old lady with gray hair on her temples walked in solemnly, leaning on a majestic and solemn dragon-headed crutch, supported by two palace maids.
"Mother Rong, the Ai family asked you to come to Prince Gong's Mansion to help the Ai family take good care of them..."
"Royal Grandmother, are you here?"
A crisp and sweet voice suddenly interrupted the Queen Mother's reprimand.
I saw, behind the eight-sided screen embroidered with pictures of gorgeous ladies, a pale girl slowly walked out with the support of an elegant man.
When the man saw the Queen Mother, he beamed with joy and said, "Hello, Queen Mother!"
"Xi'er? Yang'er? Are you all here?" the imperial grandmother was surprised.
Chen Xi blinked innocently: "Yes! Imperial Grandma, Xi'er just had a miscarriage, where can she go if she doesn't stay in the room?"
As she spoke, she wiped the corners of her eyes weakly, seeming to think of her "son whom she had never met". Her voice choked with sobs, "Poor Xi'er's unborn child..."
Aunt Rong's eyes widened, and her eyelashes blinked uncertainly, blinking again and again: "Princess?"
"Huh?" Chen Xi responded feebly.
The "weak" look in her eyes said, "Old woman, I'm excited! I'm excited!"
But my little hand touched the small black mole on the chin that was deliberately pasted on it. It was innocent and evil at the same time...
Aunt Rong’s forehead buzzed!
Then it suddenly dawned on me that the hateful romantic man I met on the road just now was the woman in front of me who was so weak that she seemed to collapse at the slightest blow from the wind.
Looking at Feng Qingyang's innocent and romantic eyes again, Aunt Rong felt a mouthful of old blood welling up in her chest and she was so sick!
God, my lord, is he that... enchanting... prostitute? At the corner of the street, Chen Xi leaned against the wall, laughing so hard.
"Hehehe..."
Feng Qingyang looked at the girl's smiling face, her empty eyes filled with an imperceptible hint of endearment.
"Xi'er, Grandma Rong is so angry with you!"
"That's not true. The person who made her angry to death was Nishang!"
Chen Xi pointed at the pink-faced boy who stumbled over. He didn't know whether the girl was doing it on purpose or unintentionally. Her hair was disheveled. At first glance, it was hard to distinguish her from the girl who was always well-groomed and tidy.
The girls are connected.
Feng Qingyang looked along Chen Xi's finger and exclaimed in surprise: "They didn't even recognize Nishang!"
"Yeah, so stupid!"
However, no matter how stupid a person is, he will realize that something was wrong just now when he comes back to his senses.
Chen Xi took Feng Qingyang's hand and said preparedly: "Your Majesty, you performed so well just now! But we really should go back! Don't let Aunt Rong run ahead of us."
The sun set in the west and fell on the girl's black eyes as bright as pearls. Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay! Let's go back!"
A few people took advantage of the break in the shift of the guards guarding the gate to sneak back to Prince Gong's Mansion. They had just changed their clothes when the sound of hurried footsteps came from the door of Xiaolin Garden again.
With an old and nervous voice: "What's going on? Aunt Rong, didn't the Ai family ask you to watch them carefully? What did you do, an old slave? You lost sight of everyone..."
"The Queen Mother is useless as a slave! But this sixteenth princess is a bit too cunning. She..."
"What? You didn't take good care of people and you blamed them for being cunning, right?"
"I don't dare, slave."
…
The anxious voice got closer and closer, and suddenly, the door of the main house of Xiaolin Garden was pushed open.
An old lady with gray hair on her temples walked in solemnly, leaning on a majestic and solemn dragon-headed crutch, supported by two palace maids.
"Mother Rong, the Ai family asked you to come to Prince Gong's Mansion to help the Ai family take good care of them..."
"Royal Grandmother, are you here?"
A crisp and sweet voice suddenly interrupted the Queen Mother's reprimand.
I saw, behind the eight-sided screen embroidered with pictures of gorgeous ladies, a pale girl slowly walked out with the support of an elegant man.
When the man saw the Queen Mother, he beamed with joy and said, "Hello, Queen Mother!"
"Xi'er? Yang'er? Are you all here?" the imperial grandmother was surprised.
Chen Xi blinked innocently: "Yes! Imperial Grandma, Xi'er just had a miscarriage, where can she go if she doesn't stay in the room?"
As she spoke, she wiped the corners of her eyes weakly, seeming to think of her "son whom she had never met". Her voice choked with sobs, "Poor Xi'er's unborn child..."
Aunt Rong's eyes widened, and her eyelashes blinked uncertainly, blinking again and again: "Princess?"
"Huh?" Chen Xi responded feebly.
The "weak" look in her eyes said, "Old woman, I'm excited! I'm excited!"
But my little hand touched the small black mole on the chin that was deliberately pasted on it. It was innocent and evil at the same time...
Aunt Rong’s forehead buzzed!
Then it suddenly dawned on me that the hateful romantic man I met on the road just now was the woman in front of me who was so weak that she seemed to collapse at the slightest blow from the wind.
Looking at Feng Qingyang's innocent and romantic eyes again, Aunt Rong felt a mouthful of old blood welling up in her chest and she was so sick!
God, your lord, is he that... enchanting... promiscuous woman?