On the street.
"Although Zhan Hu looks a bit fierce, he is a kind and upright person. He is in his thirties and it is time for him to start a family. I would like to introduce two to him. What do you think?" Qin Ye asked Zong Zhengchen.
Zong Zhengchen held her little hand, looked ahead, and walked leisurely:
"You just love to worry about these things. After worrying about Yunying, you worry about Zhanhu. Who are you going to worry about next?"
Qin Ye smiled.
Isn't this a kind thing on her part?
"Life is so boring. Today it's this family, tomorrow it's this family, here's a little talk, there's no such thing as earth-shattering events. Life is just filled with trivialities."
"If you find it boring, I won't talk to you anymore."
bass!
The man stopped walking instantly. He no longer enjoyed shopping after hearing these words.
He pinched her little face and threatened her viciously: "If you don't tell me, who are you going to tell? Tell me everything! Just tell me!"
He likes to be with her, they can talk about family matters or the mountains and rivers.
As long as it's her.
“How detailed should it be?”
"It's as detailed as...how much salt I put in the dishes today, how many bites I ate, and how many glasses of water I drank."
"Hahaha! You're crazy, hahaha!"
Qin Ye laughed so hard that tears were about to come out. He wiped his tears with the corner of his clothes and inadvertently saw a small figure standing in front of a jewelry store.
Her eyes froze instantly.
It's her!
That day, outside the school, there was a little girl who followed her for a distance.
"Zong Zhengchen, look at that..."
Just as she pointed her hand, the next second, she saw a familiar figure walking out of the store - Qin Jiaojiao.
Qin Jiaojiao was arrogant and bought a lot of jewelry. Her maid carried five or six boxes. She came out in a good mood, glanced at the little girl guarding the door, and scolded:
"You silly girl, stop looking so gloomy and ruining my mood!"
snort!
After cursing, I went to the clothing store across the street.
The little girl touched her cheek, raised the corner of her mouth, put on her best smile, and chased after her in small steps, "Mom..."
Not far away.
Qin Ye was shocked.
Zong Zheng Lu Qin!
She asked why the child looked so familiar, until she saw Qin Jiaojiao, then she remembered that this child was Zong Zheng Luqin, whom she had raised!
After four years, when she saw Lu Qin, she felt inexplicably nervous.
Zong Zhengchen said, "I didn't expect Qin Jiaojiao to have brought the child here. Judging from the situation, the Emperor Li didn't come. Ye'er, if you are worried about Lu Qin, I will send someone to invite her later."
Qin Ye really missed her.
How can I not miss you?
She took Zong Zheng Luqin with her on the first day she was born, and the child grew up drinking her milk.
Zong Zhengchen understood her and was efficient. As soon as evening came, he invited the mother and daughter into Prince Chen's mansion.
lobby.
"The Queen has arrived in Jiangnan, but did not come to visit. I just received the news today. People who don't know might think that I didn't treat you well enough. I have ordered people to prepare Yayuan for you two to stay temporarily." Zong Zhengchen kept the people.
Qin Jiaojiao did not refuse, "Thank you."
Qin Ye received the news and rushed to the front hall.
"This is the princess of Nanyuan, right?" Qin Jiaojiao looked over and said with a smile, "Seeing is believing. She is so beautiful. Your Highness Prince Chen is so lucky."
She smiled gently and was not arrogant, completely different from who she was five years ago.
Qin Ye responded politely, and his eyes first fell on Zong Zheng Lu Qin.
Qin Jiaojiao seemed to have noticed it, patted Xiaolu Qin's shoulder, and said gently: "Qin'er, go meet Princess Nanyuan, she is your future aunt."
Lu Qin walked forward obediently, bowed, made a small gesture with her hands, and spoke politely and sensibly:
"Qin'er meets aunt!"
The little girl in the cradle in the past has grown up so much. After all, Zong Zhengchen and Zong Zhengli are brothers. The girl's eyebrows are somewhat similar to Zong Zhengchen.
Qin Ye was moved. He slowly squatted down, looked at the child at eye level, and gently held her little hand.
As soon as my fingertips touched, the child's body trembled slightly.
She paused slightly, pushed aside a corner of her sleeve with her fingers, and saw the purple marks on her wrist, spreading to her forearm.
All are injured.