As soon as Zhuo heard this, he immediately covered his heart.

Why is it so familiar.

By the way, the last time the prince showed such a look in his eyes and said this.

It didn't take long for the princess who swore not to marry the prince to the throne and agreed to marry into the palace!

Oh, my God!

He shouldn't be worried that the prince will not be able to coax the princess, the prince's heart is black into a sesame ball, and his worries are in vain.

The thanks, no audio-visual, Zhuo's face was full of drama.

Put your eyes back on the fold.

Before Yuan Changhuan entered the Rongyuan Waiting Mansion, he heard the voices of his brother and mother.

"What's wrong with breaking his dog's leg, I'm going to beat him to death!"

"You dead boy, in addition to being rude, you are being rude, you are really angry with me." Mrs. Yuan slapped her face, "Say it quickly, why do you want to beat people?" Otherwise, you just wait to enter the He family, I don't care! ”

Quickly pick up the hem of your skirt and walk briskly inside.

But he saw that his brother's clothes were thin and tied to the pillar, and his father and mother took a rattan stick.

"Yuanyuan, why are you here?"

Rong Yuan waited for the sharp eyes to see his good girl, and strode to usher.

Yuan Changhuan stepped forward to dodge the rattan in his father's hand and threw it to the maid behind him, "Daddy, why are you partnering to bully my brother." ”

"What should I do if I freeze on such a cold day."

Mrs. Yuan said angrily, "You ask your brother yourself, what stupid thing did he do!" We deserve to freeze to death, and we don't have to worry about it. ”

Knowing that what his mother said was angry, after Yuan Changhuan untied Yuan Changqing, he held his father's hand, "Okay, okay, let's go in and say, it's too cold outside." ”

Seeing the slender figure of his own good girl, Yuan Qi took off the big scarf he was wearing and draped it on her, "Don't wear two more pieces when you go out, jade satin, how do you serve Miss?" ”

"My daughter is wearing a very thick winter coat, and it is not cold at all."

Yuan Changqing, who was wearing a thin underwear in the back, clasped his arms with his hands and was shivering.

I heard the voice of a family of three talking in front of me.

Silently blowing into the palm of his hand, warm his heart sadly.

Glancing at the ink painting hiding in the maid of the Royal Prince's Mansion, Ying Ting raised his eyebrows, "Ink, are you kid going to shout round?" ”

"The little ones don't know anything!"

The ink ran away with a puff of smoke.

Yuan Changqing's fist hadn't been raised yet, and the goods were cowardly.

Snort.

Quickly scurry into the main hall.

"Hey, it's cold, it's cold."

Yuan Changhuan sat down with his father and mother at this time.

Looking at her son's appearance, Mrs. Yuan sneered unceremoniously, "A dignified man, I can't stand the cold at all, and I don't have any interest." ”

"I ......"

Yuan Changqing wanted to be defended by himself, but when he saw his mother's slightly narrowed eyes, he immediately raised his chest and said loudly, "My son is not cold at all!" ”

Mrs. Yuan was satisfied, "It's about the same, if it's so unproductive again, let's go to someone else's son." ”

"Mother, I won't marry that fierce woman who is different from the outside!"

"Then you broke someone's brother's leg, and now they are asking to pay off the debt." Mrs. Yuan stared at him, "People are reasonable, when the time comes, if you really come forward to the emperor, you will be rich if you don't get into the money?" Let's not talk about why we hit people! ”

Yuan Changqing stiffened his neck, "If I really get into trouble, I will kill her brother on the first day!" ”

Seeing that she couldn't pry open her son's mouth, Mrs. Yuan was so angry that she wanted to whip him with a rattan again.

Fortunately, Yuan Changhuan stopped in time, his beautiful and delicate peach blossom eyes were raised, and he looked at him intently, "You beat the son of the He family, there is always a reason, right?" Brother, we are a family, what can't we tell our family? ”