The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Linglou was not at all polite to Xiao Zixuan, and her expression was also strongly disgusted.

Now he really regrets giving up his lover for such a man.

“Linglo, are you threatening me?” Xiao Zixuan looked at him like this and knew that it was probably her father.

Linglou glanced at Xiao Zixuan and turned away while ordering someone to bring the child to his mother.

“The county master, the prince, he...”

“Come on, let's go to Gradual Father.” Xiao Zixuan interrupted the maid's words and said coldly.

Linglo did not despise her, and she now regrets very much why she had to marry Linglo. Despite regret, there is nothing she can do to know that she still has children.

When Xiao Zixuan came to the front yard, Ling Wuhou was talking to Xiao Yilin.

“Father.” When Xiao Yilin was seen, Xiao Zixuan's eyes became red.

She knew she was in this mess, her brother was beheaded because of her, but her father could come back to support her, how she was not saddened.

Xiao Yilin saw that her daughter was also a little complicated, but she stood up and patted her shoulder: “Are you okay? ”

“Father, I'm fine, don't worry. ”

“Don't worry, Father, you'll have time to go back to the Imperial Palace to see your mother.” Xiao Yilin had a faint smile on his face and his eyes were still a little drowsy.

When Xiao Yilin was seen, Xiao Zixuan had not yet tried to cry, but at this time Xiao Yilin still thought of her so much, which made her tears couldn't help but fall.

“Father, I know it's wrong. I'm sorry, it's all my fault.” Xiao Zixuan fell into Xiao Yilin's arms and kept apologizing.

Xiao Yilin's body was slightly stiff, but quickly relaxed, reaching out and patting his daughter on the shoulder: “Okay, it's okay. ”

“Thank you, Father. ”

Ling Wuhou stood aside and looked at the two of them like that, his eyes flashed a glimmer of unknown spectacle.

Soon the stiff face with a faint smile.

Linglo glanced at his father and immediately understood what he meant.

Xiao Yilin also left Lingwu Hou Mansion after just a few moments of play. After he left, Xiao Zixuan also resigned from his yard, leaving Linglou's father and son behind.

“Lol, what do you think of this?” Ling Wuhou looked back at Xiao Zixuan leaving, his eyes slightly blurred.

Linglo shook his head: “I don't know exactly what they mean.” Linglou also has some doubts about this. Xiao Minglin will die because of Xiao Zixuan. Although this is caused by Xiao Minglin's own misconduct, it is also indirectly Xiao Zixuan's fault, but Xiao Yilin is still facing Xiao Zixuan like this.

Does he love this daughter more?

“Anyway, don't get too far away from Xiao Zixuan. There's still time to use her.” Ling Wuhou said in a profound way.

Ling Lo looked at Ling Wuhou in confusion: "What does father mean? ”

“You'll find out later, now is not the time.” Ling Wuhou shook his head and did not tell Ling Lo about these things.

Linglo frowned slightly, but nodded.

But for Xiao Zixuan he was disgusted.

When Qiao Tianchang returned from the courtyard, Ning Mengyao was sitting in the courtyard with an embroidered basket beside him.

Walk up to her and reach for her shoulder: "Why don't you rest a little longer? ”

“I'm fine. How's it going?” Ning Mengyao reached out and pushed Joe Tianjin, afraid that the needle in his hand would stick to him.

Qiao Tian walked across from Ning Mengyao and sat down and took a sip of the teacup, which only opened the door: “The Princess of Xiao Wangfu went, but it was just a little tune. ”

“That's good.” Ning Mengyao smiled and looked at Joe Tianjin.

Joe Tian looked at Ning Mengyao, she was pulling the line in her hand and cutting it with scissors: “What are you going to do next? ”

“Naturally it's going to continue.” I'd rather not lift Yao's head, "he said.

Joe Tian frowned slightly and the corner of his mouth snapped slightly: “Well, go ahead. ”

“Sure, go and see if it fits.” Ning Mengyao shook the clothes in his hand and handed them to Joe Tianjin.

Joe Tianjin was surprised: “Is this for me? ”