"Xin'er accidentally twisted her feet." Feng Muxin looked at him pitifully, with tears in her eyes.

If it were someone else, I would have felt very distressed after seeing it.

Unfortunately, King An had no affection for her, only disgust.

"Where is Xiao Cui," said King An unhappy.

When Feng Muxin heard this, she felt even more angry. That bastard almost became the prince's wife, how could she spare her?

I was tortured by her last night, all of which were pinched by her, so I naturally couldn't take it out of the mansion. At this moment, she was locked in the woodshed in the An Prince's Mansion.

"She was not in good health, and Xin'er had never let her accompany her." Feng Muxin said, lowering her head.

She always likes to pretend to be delicate, and being so squeamish now is her way of causing pity for life.

But King An doesn't like her.

If it were Li'er, it might be different.

Li'er, I'm afraid he won't be like this in his life.

Jun Anyan looked aside, and Jun Mobai was already holding Li'er and landing on the shore.

Looking at their affectionate relationship, he let out a sigh of relief. In this life, he and Li'er were no longer possible.

"Uncle Jiuhuang, Aunt Jiuhuang, are you okay?" King An smiled and said hello. Although he was bitter in his heart, his face was gentle and polite.

"It's okay, go and see your concubine." Jun Mobai glanced at him, then looked at Feng Muxin on the ground, and said.

King An nodded and then helped Feng Muxin up.

There were already stone benches by the lake, so four of them sat down.

Mrs. Feng saw Mu Li from afar and ordered the mansion to bring them pastries and tea.

The mansion poured tea and prepared pastries.

Mu Li took a look and was full of joy. She was all her favorite pastries, but her grandmother was very considerate.

She tasted it and her eyes lit up, "Is this my grandmother's handmade?"

Jun Mobai was stunned and picked up a piece, took a bite, chewed it, and chewed it. It tasted good.

He has no interest in pastries and other things, and it is sweet and can't be happy.

However, Li'er did a good job and he liked it.

"The sweetness of this pastry is always very delicate." Jun Mobai commented pertinently.

Mu Li was stunned. Can he even say this?

He was so picky that he thought he must be sarcastic, but he didn't expect that he... was beyond her expectations.

"If the prince likes it, let grandma pretend for us later and eat on the way." Mu Li smiled and handed him another piece.

Jun Mobai took it with a smile, and looked at King An inadvertently.

With joy, and with a hint of provocation.

King An smiled bitterly, looked at Mu and said, "Aunt Jiuhuang is outrageously biased, and he didn't even give me the king and his concubine."

Mu Li was stunned, looked at him, took another piece from the plate and handed it to Feng Muxin.

I handed over this piece and turned my head over.

Feng Muxin looked at the pastry in her hand, turned to King An and smiled softly, "Prince, you can eat this one."

She didn't move, just wanted to watch King An eat.

"Xin'er accidentally twisted her feet." Feng Muxin looked at him pitifully, with tears in her eyes.

If it were someone else, I would have felt very distressed after seeing it.

Unfortunately, King An had no affection for her, only disgust.

"Where is Xiao Cui," said King An unhappy.

When Feng Muxin heard this, she felt even more angry. That bastard almost became the prince's wife, how could she spare her?

I was tortured by her last night, all of which were pinched by her, so I naturally couldn't take it out of the mansion. At this moment, she was locked in the woodshed in the An Prince's Mansion.

"She was not in good health, and Xin'er had never let her accompany her." Feng Muxin said, lowering her head.

She always likes to pretend to be delicate, and being so squeamish now is her way of causing pity for life.

But King An doesn't like her.

If it were Li'er, it might be different.

Li'er, I'm afraid he won't be like this in his life.

Jun Anyan looked aside, and Jun Mobai was already holding Li'er and landing on the shore.

Looking at their affectionate relationship, he let out a sigh of relief. In this life, he and Li'er were no longer possible.

"Uncle Jiuhuang, Aunt Jiuhuang, are you okay?" King An smiled and said hello. Although he was bitter in his heart, his face was gentle and polite.

"It's okay, go and see your concubine." Jun Mobai glanced at him, then looked at Feng Muxin on the ground, and said.

King An nodded and then helped Feng Muxin up.

There were already stone benches by the lake, so four of them sat down.

Mrs. Feng saw Mu Li from afar and ordered the mansion to bring them pastries and tea.

The mansion poured tea and prepared pastries.

Mu Li took a look and was full of joy. She was all her favorite pastries, but her grandmother was very considerate.

She tasted it and her eyes lit up, "Is this my grandmother's handmade?"

Jun Mobai was stunned and picked up a piece, took a bite, chewed it, and chewed it. It tasted good.

He has no interest in pastries and other things, and it is sweet and can't be happy.

However, Li'er did a good job and he liked it.

"The sweetness of this pastry is always very delicate." Jun Mobai commented pertinently.

Mu Li was stunned. Can he even say this?

He was so picky that he thought he must be sarcastic, but he didn't expect that he... was beyond her expectations.

"If the prince likes it, let grandma pretend for us later and eat on the way." Mu Li smiled and handed him another piece.

Jun Mobai took it with a smile, and looked at King An inadvertently.

With joy, and with a hint of provocation.

King An smiled bitterly, looked at Mu and said, "Aunt Jiuhuang is outrageously biased, and he didn't even give me the king and his concubine."

Mu Li was stunned, looked at him, took another piece from the plate and handed it to Feng Muxin.

I handed over this piece and turned my head over.

Feng Muxin looked at the pastry in her hand, turned to King An and smiled softly, "Prince, you can eat this one."

She didn't move, just wanted to watch King An eat.

"Brother, why are you here?" Bu Qingqing was embroidering a brocade handkerchief with a mandarin duck pattern on it, which was very lively and as if he was alive.

"Qing'er, do you want to marry the King of War?" Bu Qingchen asked directly without hesitation.

"King of War, that devil who kills without blinking?" Bu Qingqing said in panic.

Bu Qingchen was stunned. My sister described him like this. "The emperor wants to give you a marriage. Everyone in the court knows that it is known to everyone. It is probably spread all over the street, and you are still in the dark?"

"Ah," Bu Qingqing shivered, and the needle was pierced on his hand, and blood stains were oozing, dyeing the brocade handkerchief red, just reddening the eyes of the mandarin ducks.

Bu Qingchen quickly pressed the wound for her, "Don't move, press it, it will be fine in a while."

"Brother, I won't marry, I won't marry the King of War, I have people who are happy." Bu Qingqing's eyes were red, and crystal tears fell down, dripping on the back of Bu Qingchen's hand.

What, my sister has someone she likes?

"Do you have a lover?" Bu Qingchen's face showed a slight difference, unbelievable.

"Yes." Bu Qingqing didn't care about crying, and nodded vigorously with his eyes red.

The eldest brother loves her, and she can't take it seriously.

Bu Qingchen suddenly let go of her hand and took a step back, "Sister, who do you mean?"

"It's the owner of the newly opened Lifeng winery, Mr. Lifeng." Bu Qingqing thought that his elder brother didn't hear it clearly, so he repeated it again, and his previous shyness had been reduced a lot.
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