My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 1174: 2.610 Is Dead

Mo Lian laughed, nodded, and left Qiao Mu alone in the training room. "Then we'll make an appointment!"

Arbor nodded a little bit helplessly.

It's strange that this person always prevents her from practicing, why she just doesn't want to, and shoot him ...

"Jojo." Morin poked her head out of the practice room, squinted at her, "see you tomorrow."

Qiaomu raised his small hand and shook his paw subconsciously.

Mo Lian put up with it, so she couldn't help but rushed and hugged her.

The little guy is so cute!

I really want to hug her like this, even if it is nothing, just gossip all night.

Don't want to let go!

What kind of cultivation is it? This little ghost is like joining a cult, and he meditates on cultivation all day long.

Prince Mo left the Chamber of Secrets with a sullen expression, and returned to the dormitory, but looked involuntarily in the direction of the Chamber.

His Jojo is back, so good!

The poor heart that was hanging up and down in disorder, now seemed to fall to the ground and stabilized his mind.

——The dividing line of my lotus——

Annan Palace, Mexico City

The gold-plated plaque on the black background shone with solemn light under the light of the setting sun.

The magnificent door rumbled open in both directions.

A group of women supported a woman with slightly raised cheeks and no fleshy face.

The woman was about 50 years old and in a harsh and tricky face, and now she was filled with a smile of relief.

Supporting the woman's two wives one by one, she twisted her hair and dressed in a blue shirt servant.

Standing next to him was a pentecostal man in a purple gold robe with black hair and black hair, which was several inches long. It was the old King Annam and the concubine Wu Anmo.

The couple glanced at each other, nodded with a smile, and looked forward, with a look of hope.

"Here comes, Prince Ye, and the son is back, back." A Tsing Yi family rushed to the door of the house, shouting cheerfully.

"Hurry, hurry, help me over." Wu Yan Moxi could not help but yelled at the two hands.

"Prince, don't worry, Shizi will come to see you soon." A smirk held her hand.

Sanchen Fast Horse galloped from far and near in the eyes everyone expected.

A shadow in the middle fell off, throwing the spear in his hand to the soldier behind him. King Annan's son Qiu Fu hurried forward, and stood upright before the old King Anna and the princess. My mother greeted her on the go. "

"Fuer, get up, get up quickly." Princess Annan descended a few steps excitedly, and hurriedly helped him up. She was so excited that she touched his son's handsome face with trembling hands, smiling very happily, Fuer, my mother has been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally I hope you return home. Fuer is thin, but it is strong. "

"Mother." King Annan's son Qiu Fu supported Princess Annan with a smile, and looked at King Annan with a smile, "Fuer met his father."

"Just come back, just come back." Old Annan Fu Xu smiled.

Princess Annan nodded and looked at her son tenderly, "Fuer, you have been working hard all along the way. It's hard. Go back and talk."

"Well, your mother is right. Fuer, let's go home and get you the wind today and cook a lot of dishes that you like to eat. Come in." Wang Annan also said with a small smile.

(End of this chapter)