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Chapter 368

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    Xiang Ziyu called softly, "Rong'er"

    Eyes full of distress.

    Huarong smoothed Xiang Ziyu's brows little by little, "If you can't solve it, just forget it and pretend that nothing happened. Huainan, I love you, and I just want to live with you and Nianrong Nianyu well.  , the rest I would like to forget."

    Xiang Ziyu patted Huarong's head lightly, "Okay, let's forget about it. Nothing can stop us from living together well. After all, the present happiness is hard-won."

    Hua Rong nodded with a smile, lowered her head and rubbed Xiang Ziyu's neck, "What time is it?"

    Xiang Ziyu glanced at the lit candle, "It should be evening, are you hungry?"

    Huarong touched her flat stomach, and nodded pitifully, "I'm hungry, but I'm so sore all over, I don't want to get up."

    Xiang Ziyu smiled fondly, "Then eat it on the bed. I'll ask the servant to bring it over, okay?

    Hua Rong nodded, then pushed Xiang Ziyu to get up and put on some clothes, so he could go down and serve the food.

    "Where are my clothes?"

    Wrapped in a quilt, Hua Rong aimlessly searched for her Confucian clothes among the pile of clothes torn by Xiang Ziyu. Pieces of cloth were mixed together, and she couldn't tell what was what.

    Xiang Ziyu finished ordering all the meals from the outer room in Confucian clothes, walked over slowly, and just opened the curtain, and was thrown a pile of elegant cloth strips in front of him.

    Throwing it right on, Xiang Ziyu was a little dazed, and bent down to pick it up again, "What's wrong?"

    Huarong was wrapped in a quilt, and stared at Xiang Ziyu angrily, "Look, which one can you wear?!"

    Seeing these clothes that had been torn into strips, Huarong couldn't help but resounded about the fierceness of the battle just now, her face flushed immediately, and she was about to lose her temper.

    Xiang Ziyu hugged a ball of cloth strips, picked up the tattered one, couldn't help smiling.

    Tsk-tsk twice, "It seems that these clothes are not good!"

    Huarong curled her lips and yelled dissatisfiedly, "Can't it be them? It's obviously you, it's crazy!"

    After finishing speaking, she blushed and hid under the quilt.

    Xiang Ziyu couldn't help but burst into laughter, and after a while, he barely stopped, "I'm going to help you get a piece of clothing."

    Having said that, he walked to the closet, took a Confucian robe and placed it beside Huarong.

    Huarong didn't move.

    Xiang Ziyu's eyes flickered slightly, and he bent down directly, trapped Huarong with his hands, and teased through the quilt, "Madam, do you want your husband to help you get dressed, and let's recollect it by the way?"

    Huarong rubbed her face, blushing completely, and suddenly pushed Xiang Ziyu across the quilt, then quickly stretched out a hand, and hooked the Confucian clothes on the side into the quilt.

    "You step aside first"

    There was a muffled sound in the bed.

    Xiang Ziyu smiled, "They are all old couples, and the child is seven years old. Madam is still so shy?"

    "you!"

    Huarong poked her head out of the quilt angrily, clutching the quilt tightly, "Rogue!"

    Xiang Ziyu grinned, approached slowly, and lightly kissed Huarong's face, "Mrs. wear it slowly, and my husband will get the food."

    After finishing speaking, he reluctantly got up and left.

    Huarong glared at Xiang Ziyu's back, couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, and quickly put on her clothes.

    When Xiang Ziyu came back with the food, Huarong was already dressed and sitting by the bed waiting, his eyes lit up when he saw the food.

    "What is it? What's for dinner tonight?"

    "Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon."

    Xiang Ziyu set up a small table on the bed, and then placed the meals brought by the servants one by one, and put the excess on the side table first, and if Hua Rong wanted to eat, he would bring it over.

    "Look, it's all your favorite food."

    Huarong looked at the emerald porridge, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, bergamot, glazed balls, spicy chicken, ruyi rolls, and lotus cakes on the small table, all of which filled the table.

    "Huainan! You are so kind!"

    Huarong immediately gave Xiang Ziyu a big smile, her eyes full of love.

    Xiang Ziyu leaned forward and patted Huarong's head, "As long as you like it."

    Huarong nodded, then raised her tired little hands, "I'm tired, you toss about it, you have to take responsibility."

    Xiang Ziyu raised his eyebrows, "How are you responsible?"

    Huarong opened her mouth, pointed to the food, "Feed me."

    Xiang Ziyu smiled helplessly, "?, which one do you want to eat?  "

    Huarong thought for a while, "Let me have a glass ball first."

    As soon as the words were finished, Xiang Ziyu came over with the balls in his mouth, Hua Rong ate them in one bite, and said goodbye, not forgetting to scan the delicious food on the table, "I want lotus flower cakes."

    "Okay, okay. Eat slowly, don't rush, these are all yours."

    "Uh-huh."

    Hua Rong was well-behaved and fed by Xiang Ziyu. After eating for a long time, she remembered the two little ones Nian Rong and Nian Yu, "By the way, I slept for such a long time, did Nian Rong and Nian Yu come to look for me?"

    "coming."

    Xiang Ziyu responded casually, and continued to feed Huarong.

    Huarong blinked her eyes, "Then how did you tell them?"

    Xiang Ziyu said casually, "I asked people to drive them out, saying that the father and the queen have important things to do."

    "Did you drive out?!"

    Huarong's eyes widened in disbelief, "That's your own flesh and blood."

    Xiang Ziyu shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent expression, "So what? I can't wake you up to coax them, can I? The two of them have been occupying you all the time. It's not easy for me to have a chance. I can't get in the way  Are people driven out?"

    (Xiang Nianrong os: Is it my own?! I want to do a blood test!)

    Huarong blushed, "Then have they gone out?"

    "After all, Nian Yu is more mature. He left immediately after hearing it. That's Xiang Nianrong."

    Speaking of this, Xiang Ziyu gritted his teeth, "I didn't agree, I just came to look for you in a fuss, but after Miss Lin came over, she took Nian Rong away."

    Huarong let out an "oh", and slowly let go of her raised heart.

    "After all, Nian Rong is still young, and he cannot do without people. There are no peers in this palace to play with, so it is inevitable that he will be a little lonely."

    "It's already seven years old."

    Xiang Ziyu said sadly, "However, it is true that she should find some friends to play with, but after a while, let her go to school with the master, and let more children of the minister's family go, so that she  There are peers to play with."

    In this way, he doesn't have to pester his wife.

    Huarong nodded in agreement, "It's indeed a good idea. Find more. If possible, it would be the best. They should be good-natured and cheerful, but six or seven-year-olds don't understand these things."

    Xiang Ziyu picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and gave it to Huarong, "Don't worry, your daughter is very noisy and familiar with herself, she can play with anyone."

    Huarong smiled, and took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "That's right. Nianrong has a cheerful personality, but Nianyu has a calm temperament. It would be great if the two could adjust to each other." (Remember the website address of this website:  www.hlnovel.com
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