Abandoned Concubine: Kidnapping a Cute Baby to Break Out Into the World

Liu Xinmei looked at this gentle man, and he sighed in his heart: The two brothers looked like seven or eight points, but their temperament was so different.

"Will Cheng Wang only say a good word?" Liu Xin frowned.

Murong Yining's words are not many, most of them are listening with a smile, and the occasional response is this "good" word. This should be a young prince who does not recognize sadness. Life has treated him kindly, and he has also treated life with a generous and kind heart.

Murong Yining was a little embarrassed. I don't know why. For these brilliant eyes, the word "no" could not be said anyway. Even the child, he could not bear to refuse. He is not so kind. He grew up in the royal family. That is the place where he can improve his mind. The children who can grow up normally are either smart or have a strong foreigner or have a spoiled mother. Of course, those who do not pose a threat to the throne are excluded.

"Sister-in-law, aren't your second brother angry?" He asked carefully.

It didn't take long for her to go in, so it was easy to calm down An'an's anger? The scene I witnessed just now made Murong Yining decide that Liu Xinmei would not disdain to use the "beauty plan". How did she do it when she walked out of the door unharmed?

"I don't know." Liu Xinmei said honestly.

She has no time and no mood to look at his face!

"Mother." A small furry head was found over the shadow wall. Perhaps she was too long, and the little baby dared to run over to her.

?? Looking back at the half-open study, Liu Xinmei quickly greeted him. Squatted down and rubbed his soft hair intimately with his chin. The little guy stretched his hand and hugged her by the neck, smiling "hee hee".

"Your four uncles have invited you to your husband!" Liu Xinmei pointed his finger at the direction of Murong Yining's standing.

He just wanted to run over, but looking at the door, he gave up, but raised his hand and waved at Murong Yining gently.

Murong Yining walked over in strides and smiled spoiledly.

"Four Emperors, are you here?" The extraordinary polite greeting rushed at him.

In this world, except Liu Xinmei and Liu Ye'er, this person is the best for him. Although the child is not very sensible, but who is good to him is like a tree rooted in his heart.

"Four Emperors invited you to sir, thank you sooner?" Liu Xinmei made a reminder.

"Thank you Uncle Four. But my mother and father also found me a sir, so I would be exhausted." It is good to have one more person to hurt myself, but is this also a price to pay? He wished he could become another one to deal with so many gentlemen.

"So who do you like to hire for you?" Liu Xinmei guided by the situation, people must learn to be responsible for themselves, starting with the right choice.

"I haven't seen them." The villain is fair.

"Well, tomorrow, you and your mother will choose your favorite husband." Liu Xinmei is very keen to rub his neatly combed hair into a mess.

"Is it okay?" He asked eagerly. Ah, it is still the mother who loves him, thinking that all four will stay!

"Of course." Liu Xinmei didn't feel anything wrong with this.

This is his future, why can't he participate? ? Life is not subject to rebellion.

"Sister-in-law, he is still a child." Murong Yining shook his head unconsciously.

The second brother was indifferent to the child, but the sister-in-law seemed to be too fond of him. At his age, he still obeyed his parents' arrangements, so what would a child like Douding know?

"Well." Liu Xinmei just nodded, not explaining too much.

She can slowly integrate into the ancient society, but they may never be able to accept her advanced ideas. If the five-year-old age difference is enough to create a generation gap, then the distance between them will probably be the height of Mount Everest.

A few people chatted hotly, and the extraordinary suddenly pulled them one by one, their little bodies hanging on their arms, playing swings back and forth, and a sweet smile spread far away. When he lived in Lengyuan, he saw a son of a servant playing like this, and he was envious at that time because the faces of the three people were all smiling. But when faced with his father, he always lacked the courage. Will he throw him out impatiently? But he knew that the Four Uncles would definitely not.

The laughter disturbed Murong Yifei, who was at the desk, and put down the brush in his hand and raised his head. Laughter is pleasant, but it has nothing to do with him. Liu Xin's eyebrows were graceful, and Murong Yining was tall and upright. The little naughty boy was naive and innocent. This picture looked so beautiful. He heard something "cracked" ...

He withdrew his eyes, but he couldn't adjust his mood. Why isn't the person who can bring laughter around them not him? This originally belonged to his happiness, why now he has become an outsider.

He stepped out of the door a few steps, and as soon as his figure moved, he wanted to fly past. In the end, he snorted and re-closed himself into the study, and sat down desolately. Perhaps Liu Xinmei was right. He would n’t have time to do things. He shook his head slightly, obviously the one he didn't care about the most, how suddenly he hoped to accompany them to walk together for a long time. A person who is so cold-faced and cold-hearted will have a day when he can't control his emotions. Could it be that he is emotional?

This sudden idea made Murong Yifei's heartbeat miss a shot, right? This kind of thing will not happen to him.

The laughter faded away, and those people finally came out of his sight. His heart also calmed down slowly. Seeing is not upsetting, some things have nothing to do with feelings, but they are obstructing his eyes.

Talking and laughing came to the door of Ruyan Pavilion, and asked beyond his will: "Four Emperors, will you play with me for a while?"

Liu Xinmei reached out and patted the top of his head. He lowered his head and said softly, "Good boy, there are still many things to be done by Uncle Four. Come on to accompany you, don't you bother?

There was a trace of reluctance in Liang Jingjing's eyes, and the extraordinary still let go of Murong Yining's hand.

"Four uncles, goodbye. If you have time, you must come to see me often!" The little one followed Liu Xinmei's footsteps, but shouted back three times.

There is no hot temperature in the palm of your hand, and Murong Yining's heart is also cold. The original feeling of being dependent can also make your heart warm.