The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Half a month later, Xiao Mu finally entered the capital. Xiao Qitian himself went outside the city to greet him. Looking at his son, Xiao Qitian gave him a hug, and he shot Jomo: “Thank you for your hard work. ”

“Uncle, what are you talking about? Xiao Mu is my brother.” Jomo glanced at the minister beside him and said softly.

With Xuan Xuan, Xuan Ziyun walked over and paid a tribute to a monarch in the desert: “Xuan Ziyun met His Majesty. ”

“Is this the Seven Princes? Don't say anything now, then say it.” Xiao Qitian was quite fond to see this half child.

“Okay.”

Xiao Qitian smiled and embraced the two children. He asked them to leave together: “Go back to the palace. ”

The ministers looked at Xiao Mu's very good relationship with Jomo, and listened to Jomo's call to the Emperor that was the third uncle, not the other way around. A simple name would remind them of a lot of issues they didn't want to believe.

In the royal study, Xiao Qitian looked at his son: "Is Mu ready? ”

“Father, don't worry, the Second Uncle has already told me, I don't think there is any problem.” He has this confidence that his efforts will not be wasted during this period, and he has a brother around.

“Well, I'm relieved to hear you say that. ”

“What does your father mean?” He actually wants to know more about what his father made him do.

“Dad said, I just have to come here and have a good enough relationship with Mu 'er, so they won't dare to do anything easily.” Jomo didn't hide it, he said directly.

Xiao Qitian laughed and it turned out to be smooth.

“Well, in three days' time, the Seven Kingdoms of the Desert will be feasted on. It will be up to you. You will be more familiar with him, and I can only help you beside him.” Xiao Qitian looked at his son and said.

Xiao Mu shook his fists with both hands and hummed: “Father, wait and see how I crush those old things. ”

Xiao Qitian was laughed at with joy by his son like this, but he was still very happy. His son's growth seemed to him to be a kind of surprise.

“Then it's up to me. ”

After Jomo left the palace, he took Qinghuai to the princess's house, and Xiao Orange Ya, who had long been waiting for news.

“Grandma. ”

“You're so sweet, your parents are so sweet, how can you come back alone? What if something happens?” Xiao Orange complained.

Jomo smiled softly: “I didn't come back alone, and Uncle Ryan, and Qinghuai, and Xiaomu, many of them. ”

Xiao Orange glanced at his grandson and said helplessly: "You child know to say good things to your parents. ”

Because this time in the capital will not stay long, Xiao Orange said nothing to let Jomo return to the town general's house, but to leave people directly behind.

Jomo looked at his grandmother helplessly and eventually had to listen to her.

Three days later, at the Palace Banquet, Jomo wore a very formal and somewhat luxurious dress.

The purple gold robe is worn on the body, making Jomo look very precious.

Xiao Orange looked at her grandson and nodded with great satisfaction: "Well, that's what my grandson should look like. ”

“Grandma, are you coming today? ”

“This is definitely gonna happen, but probably not with you.” Xiao Orange frowned, saying that she was going to go with White Mo, that their son Bai Yu would not take either.

Jomo, once you say it, don't say anything more.

“Jill, if those old things dare to bully you and Xiao Mu today, see what I can do about them.” Xiao Orange snorted coldly and said angrily.

Jomo looked at his grandmother, grandmother, without a word. You're a princess. You have to be graceful. How can you do something like this? But he wouldn't dare to say that, save it and get cleaned up by Grandma.

In the evening, Jomo was one step ahead of them. By the time he arrived, many people had arrived. This time, I wonder if it was because Jomo was here. Young master of his age had come from all provinces. The situation made Jomo couldn't help but laugh cold. Does he not know what these people think?

“Is he the son of General Zhenguo? It's not that bad. ”