Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Chapter 390 Small dumplings fighting with flesh and blood

In Prince Cheng's mansion, there is no one who doesn't like the little dumplings. If you insist that there is something wrong with Long Zhang and the nanny bringing their children, they dote on him too much. He has almost never been alone on a small bed, and it is always held by someone else. Today, when Mrs. Long Zhang said that the child should be able to sit, Ling Jingxuan really realized that he didn’t seem to even be able to turn over. , Ignoring the protests of the others, especially the younger brothers, Ling Jingxuan threw him while he was still awake in the baby room during lunch, and they were not allowed to hold him.

"Uh-huh……"

I don't know if it was the smell of the food or the sound of the bowls colliding that attracted the attention of the little dumpling who was lying on the baby bed alone. The little guy who was lying on the bed and playing with his right index finger twisted his head. But they can only see their figures, and nothing else can be seen. The little guy is obviously a little dissatisfied, and starts to twist his body to turn over, but because there is too much flesh on his body, the little guy can't turn it over. It got stuck halfway through, and her little butt, which was pouted high, swayed forward.

"What happened to him, little boy?"

The big bun, who was about to eat, looked strangely at his brother not far away with his chopsticks in his hands. After he said it, everyone's eyes turned to the same direction. Realizing what he was doing, the chopsticks that Yan Shengrui stretched out froze in the air. In the middle, Sikong Jue opened his mouth slightly and was dumbfounded. Even Xue Wuyang had a weird face, while Ling Jingxuan was helplessly holding his forehead. He knew it would be like this.

"Does the little dumpling want to turn over? I'll go and help him."

Xiao Baozi threw down his chopsticks and wanted to run over, but Ling Jingxuan covered his head and pulled him back: "Help me, don't go, let him turn it over by himself."

Just because they dote on them so much, he can't turn over for six months, and he's almost fat.

"But the little dumpling is uncomfortable!"

The little bun is reluctant, pouting in displeased protest, he also loves his brother a lot, okay? "You have to suffer. Who made him lazy. He ate, slept, ate, and raised a whole body of meat a few months ago. It's time for him to exercise more to lose weight."

The protest was ineffective, Ling Jingxuan was determined not to get used to him anymore, the big bun beside him frowned, Yan Shengrui was obviously dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to resist his daughter-in-law. The little dumpling who was already on the meat bar on his body silently cheered him on, the little dumpling didn't cry, squirmed his buttocks all over his body, his mouth was not idle, and he made strange shouts intermittently.

"Uh-huh……"

"Come on, little dumpling, it's about to turn over!"

"Come on, little group..."

Everyone couldn't care about eating anymore. Everyone's attention was on the little dumpling on the baby's bed. Several little dumplings cheered him up at the same time. Seeing how he was full of energy, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but look on his face. Climbing up a little smile, the face of the little family's white flesh was flushed because of the effort. Hearing the cheers of the brothers, the little guy looked up at them, his mouth was deflated, and he was about to make a gesture. Crying, Yan Shengrui and the steamed buns are so distressed, they all want to rush over and pick him up, but before they can finish feeling distressed, the little dumpling who was about to cry turned his face away again, struggling with the flesh on his body. stand up.

"Ha ha."

Yan Shengrui's father and son suddenly looked like shit, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing all over the place, which made you feel distressed, now you should know how unscrupulous the meat dumplings are?

"Mmmmmm."

After a lot of hard work, the little dumpling was finally about to turn sideways completely, and he was about to turn over. Who knew that he would laugh out of frustration at this time, and then...

"bump"

"Woooo..."

The whole person lay back again, and the previous efforts were instantly declared in vain. It seemed that he realized something. The little guy cried out sadly. The first time he turned over was too much meat and failed.

"Ha ha."

This time, Yan Shengrui and his son didn't dare to easily feel sorry for the little liar. The expressions on their faces were more tangled and tangled. Xue Wuyang, Sikongjue and others laughed exaggeratedly. Ling Jingxuan sighed helplessly, and got up to go over and hug him. Since he comforted and comforted, who knows...

"Uh-huh……"

In the next second, the cry of the little guy disappeared again, and was replaced by the chirping sound of trying to turn over. Ling Jingxuan's face immediately turned dark, saying that he was a little bastard.

"Uh-"

This time, it was Yan Shengrui's and his son's turn to snicker, but because of someone's arrogance, they didn't dare to laugh too exaggeratedly. The father and son all covered their mouths and snickered. Even so, they still got it. Ling Jingxuan's eyes were extremely unconcerned, the father and son quietly changed their eyes, bowed their heads tacitly, only the shoulders shrugged and twitched.

"If you want to laugh, laugh, isn't it uncomfortable to hold back?"

The struggle for the meat dumplings continued, Ling Jingxuan held up the bowls and chopsticks with a sullen look, and the few people who had to endure a smile were very hard, and poked at the white rice in the bowls.

"Ha ha."

The words fell, Yan Shengrui was the leader, the father and son were all laughing, and together, Xue Wuyang, Sikongjue and Fujun Wang, who had managed to restrain themselves, laughed uncontrollably.

"clap clap"

"Ah."

I don't know when, the little dumplings who were struggling with their own flesh on the baby bed also stopped, and they were turning their heads to look at them, their two little hands still clapping their hands happily,

He let out a happy ahhhhh sound, as if he was laughing at his own father with Yan Shengrui and the others, which made Ling Jingxuan laugh and annoyed, wishing he could slap his little ass twice.

"The King of Huajun!"

Just when the family was laughing constantly because of the small dumplings, Yan Xiaohua hurriedly walked in from the outside, and everyone held back their laughter. Ling Jingxuan just wanted to greet him for a meal, but saw him walking towards Sikong Jue without looking sideways, standing. In front of him, he said in a condensed voice, "Je, come back to the palace with me, I have something to tell you."

His expression seemed to be serious, and even the little buns looked at him curiously. Sikong Jue, who was smiling happily, turned to look at him, and subconsciously blurted out, "Why do you have to go back and tell me? If you don’t want to go back, just say it here.”

As soon as he returned to the Prince's Mansion, he would think of the women in the backyard. He used to be able to bear it. He saw Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan's one-on-one love. Under one roof.

"It's very important, in short, you come with me."

After that, Yan Xiaohua grabbed his hand and pulled him up. Sikong Jue frowned, struggling to shake him off: "Let go, I won't go back!"

"Jue!"

Yan Xiaohua couldn't help raising his voice, his handsome face couldn't hide the pain, but as long as he thought about the hardships he suffered for him over the years, he didn't dare to be too aggressive, Sikong Jue was also a stubborn temper, the more he was like this, the more he would The more they didn't want to follow him obediently, the two stared at each other fiercely, neither letting anyone else. Yan Shangqing looked at him left and right, his round eyes filled with a little fear, just as he was about to slide down the stool and call out to them.

"Feel sorry!"

"Ah... Yan Xiaohua, what are you doing? Put me down, Yan Xiaohua, you damned soul..."

Can't wait for him to follow him obediently, Yan Xiaohua simply rushed over, carried him on his shoulders and turned to leave. Everyone couldn't help but stare dumbfounded. The one who rescued him before was glared back by Xue Wuyang with a cold look, and everyone could only watch and let them disappear from their sight.

"Father, Father"

Yan Shangqing's choked throat slid down and chased after two steps, with crystal tears gathering in his eyes, no matter how young he was, he knew that normal couples should not be like fathers, fathers, and concubines.

"Shang Qing, don't worry, brother Hua is playing with brother Jue."

The big bun ran over to comfort him, and the little bun and Tie Wazi followed closely behind: "Yes, Shang Qing, I have seen the father and the king carry daddy into the house before. They said that it is a good relationship. Brother Hua and Brother Jue must be too."

Although the posture of their hug seems to be a bit wrong, the little bun decisively ignored it. Isn't it also a hug? It's almost enough!

"Really?"

Looking at them with tears in their eyes, Yan Shangqing asked with choked sob, his eyes were a little red, he knew that his father and concubine were different, at least not the same as Uncle Huang and Uncle Ling, but the king said he loved his father Concubine's, my father and concubine always hugged him and told him how much he liked his father. Before he knew Uncle Ling and the others, he thought that husband and wife were like that, but after knowing Uncle Ling and them, he felt it was wrong, although he I don't know what's wrong. Anyway, he just thinks that the father and the concubine should be like the uncle and the uncle Ling, instead of bickering at every turn. Now that he sees the father and the concubine walking away, he is undoubtedly more worried.