This smile, like the warm spring sun, instantly shone into Jing's heart.

I shivered in my heart. I immediately avoided it, and I felt ashamed that I dared not look directly at the full moon baby.

His heart is complicated.

This is his grandson. He is doing something that only a scumbag can do.

A sense of shame continued to arise in his heart.

However, he also kept comforting himself. It was not the first time he had done this to sell women for honor. Although he did not admit it before, looking back on the years, he could sell and sacrifice what he could sacrifice. How could he be ashamed?

Even a woman like her old friend is willing. What is this?

Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved.

Listening to the sound of horse hooves, he planned to hand over the little glutinous rice and leave the capital immediately.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had heard his daughter's words, he wouldn't have ended up in such a field.

The little glutinous rice dumpling in his arms moved, and his little head turned over and rubbed his swaddled handkerchief. It seemed that he was hungry.

I was afraid that he would cry. I waited to pick him up and patted him gently on the back. "Go to bed quickly, you'll wake up and you'll be there."

Xiao Nuomi didn't cry either. When he said this, he slapped his mouth and turned his tears.

Waiting quietly, he quickly comforted him, shaking and patting his back, but Xiao Nuomi cried louder and louder.

Jinghou was angry, "Why are you so worried? Stop crying, I'm upset."

When the handlebar outside heard it, he said, "Master, if the baby is not hungry, you can just look for it to see if he has urinated? It feels uncomfortable to urinate."

After hearing this, I put the little glutinous rice on my legs, opened the swaddle and looked at it. Sure enough, I saw that the diapers inside were soaked.

He was so melancholy that he was so sad that he was going to find a diaper to change it to him now?

If you don’t put on a diaper and pee again, your entire swaddle will be wet, wouldn’t you cry even more?

"Hold on, I'll hand you over and I'll be fine." I waited and ignored him, but still wrapped the wet diapers back.

Xiao Nuomi refused to rely on her, her face was so purple that she was about to cry until she was desperate.

Hearing that the kid was crying so hard, he stopped, opened the curtain, and waited for him to angrily scold, "Stay going, who told you to stop?"

The handlebar is a young man. He said, "Master, the child is feeling uncomfortable. If you cry, you have to vomit when you get into the wind. You should deal with it first and don't make the child feel uncomfortable."

Waiting for a while, he raised his hand and said angrily: "No matter, just drive the car."

When the handlebar style saw him getting angry, he didn't dare to say that, so he had to continue rushing the car.

Xiao Nuomi actually started to vomit while crying. She vomited all over, and quietly watched her silk clothes dirty by spitting milk. She was so angry that she slapped him in the butt.

The slap was amazing, and Xiao Nuomi cried silently.

Jing Wai panicked, "Okay, okay, grandpa was wrong, he shouldn't have hit you, hey, why are you so cute? It's not that you hit you hard, if you touch you gently, you will cry to death. Just like that, you fall into someone's hands..."

His words stopped all of a sudden. After a while, he slowly opened the swaddle again, threw away his wet diapers and stopped placing them.

Xiao Nuomi's crying came to an abrupt end.

The little face with tears actually started to laugh.

His eyes were covered with crystal clear tears, but he just grinned, revealing his tender and cute gums.

At that moment, I waited for tears to fall.

What the hell is he doing? He has ruined himself and his daughter. Now even his grandson, who is just over a month old, is going to send mermaid meat?

He remembered a sentence that his mother looked at him with grief and hatred, and made him live like a person.

Now, he is not as good as a pig or a dog.

But his life is also in King An's hand. What can he do?

Waiting for a long time, the gods and gods were fighting in their hearts, then looked down at Xiao Nuomi. He sighed heavily, "You said, if something happened to my grandfather, will your father help my grandfather?"

He smiled as ugly as crying, "No, they all look down on your grandfather, and even your mother looks down on you. I can only sell you. You are the nephew of King An, and he will not hurt you."

Xiao Nuomi looked at him with her eyes rolling, and stopped crying, but she seemed very novel.

When he was hesitant, he simply asked the handlebar to stop first and let him think about it carefully.

The handlebar-type carriage was parked by the road.

After a long time, a faint voice came from the curtain, "I won't go to the West Mountain, go back, go to the King of Chu's Mansion."

The handlebar curtain was opened, and he looked at the waiting, and smiled slightly, "Mr. Marquis, go where you should go."

I looked at the handlebar in horror, "You..."

Handle-shaped smile, "Mr. Don't panic, I'm here to be the prince's man."

Waiting to cover my mouth, my eyes were almost broken with panic.

"Mr. Marquis, please listen to the next sentence..."

The carriage was still heading towards the west mountain.

When I arrived at the handover place, I waited to get off the carriage with my cradle in my arms and walked about dozens of feet away, and then I saw a thatched hut by the mountain.

Waiting outside, he knocked on the door, and the door opened, the middle-aged scholar wearing blue clothes opened.

He looked behind Jinghou first, and found that no one followed him, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Marquis, give me the little grandson."

Waiting but not giving it to me, he opened his head and looked inside, "Where is the prince?"

The middle-aged scholar said coldly: "Don't ask so much, just give me the little grandson, and your account with the prince will naturally be written off."

Waiting to hug Xiao Nuomi tightly, "That won't work. I want to see the prince and ask the prince to personally guarantee me that I will never mention those things in the future, otherwise I will not give you the little grandson."

The middle-aged scholar smiled coldly, with a little contempt in his eyes, "Wait, you have no choice."

As soon as he raised his hand, he saw several burly men coming out from the room, wearing strong suits and long swords, and pressing towards Jingwai.

Jinghou was so scared that he quickly retreated and said shrillly: "What do you want to do? Can't you rob it? If you ask the prince to come out, I will give you the child, but ask him to give me a correct word."

The middle-aged scholar was angry and ordered sternly, "Go and grab the little grandson for me."

The burly man approached and reached out to grab the little glutinous rice in Jinghou's arms. Jinghou hugged him tightly, and said angrily: "Do you dare to steal it? This is the little grandson, aren't you afraid of death penalty?"

"Wait," the middle-aged scholar smiled coldly, "This is not a robbery, it was sent to us by you with your own hands. The Crown Princess is really unlucky, with a father like you."

He smiled coldly and said, "After the child is snatched, kill him, so he can only give him a gift to the Crown Princess."

Jing Wa screamed, threw the swaddle over with one hand, turned around and ran away.

The middle-aged scholar hugged the cradle with one hand, and his hand sank. He looked down at the cradle with a soft pillow used in a carriage. He was shocked and angry, "I'm fooled, chase me!"

The ghost guard fell from the sky, holding a long sword in his hand to block the pursuit.
Chapter completed!