The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

Hearing here, Xi Xia Xiu Xiu also twisted into a ball, I heard that this Muzi River is also very rigid.

"Want to come, it was our fault at the beginning, neglecting to guide, otherwise there would be no tragedy behind..."

When I talked about this thing in the south of the country, the whole person was not calm. The old eyes were also immersed in an unspeakable pain and struggle. "This thing has always been a thorn in your grandmother's heart. You are in your grandmother forever. Don't mention it. Summer night, you are a sensible child. It's good to keep the dust. Don't think about these old things, you can live as calm as you are now, and there is nothing wrong with them. Things, knowing too much is also a burden."

"Dust as a big brother, has always maintained Ling Tian and Ling Shi, but Ling Tian... This thing, everyone knows, can't blame him... because..."

"What are you talking about? Summer night, how come back today?"

A sudden laugh came and cut off the words of Munan. The two quickly turned their heads and found that Wang Huizheng came over to them.

"grandmother!"

Xi Xia night quickly stood up.

"Sit down, I hope you have been better for a few days. I heard that the butler said that you are coming back. There are still some accidents. Is this time busy? Want to eat something? Grandparents are waiting for you."

"Grandpa and grandma don't have to be busy, we just come back to see you."

Xi Xia night smiled happily. "I will go back and sort out the things of the poem. She asked me to give her a few books."

"Go, go back tonight and go back tonight."

"okay."

Xi Xia night should have a voice, then turned and left.

......

"What did you say to her? What is Lingtian, what do you say to her with her? Is it a matter of adding heart to her?"

Wang Hui just faintly heard what ‘Lingtian’ said. At this moment, there was some warning that he had a look at Nannan.

"Nothing, Ah Dian has not forgotten Ling Tian's things in these years. Today is Ling Tian's birthday. They just went to Qingshan Mausoleum... Hey, I always feel it, this thing may be said to be good, you think we If you don’t mention it, will the children be willing to run aground?”

Mu Nan sighed and got up, and some irritated hands went to the other side of the cloister.

Wang Hui’s face was a bit gloomy and he followed it up.

"It’s been like this for a few years... The children have grown up to be sensible, and we can’t interfere with them. I’ve got news a few days ago, knowing that Ling Shi is inquiring about Zixi’s original What is it, you have a number in your own heart."

The south of Mu is low.

"Hey, what if you find that person? People are dead! What is the meaning of finding it? The biggest failure of my life in Wang Hui is to give birth to a daughter who disappoints me! I am sorry for you!"

Wang Hui took a deep breath and the pain in her chest made her feel a little difficult to breathe, with a sigh of pain.

"Well, what are you talking about? The child is not your life, you have to blame, you can only blame us for giving too little care to her, too much to condone her."

"I just feel uncomfortable... I..."

"Okay, don't say it, it's all gone, what do you do? Add stuff!"

Mu Nan turned and looked at Wang Hui, and sighed with a long sigh. "These things let the children toss themselves. We don't have to pay attention. Children and grandchildren have their own children, and we are watching."

......

On the summer night of this head, after listening to the words of Munan, I couldn’t get any useful information. I felt a little disappointed at the bottom of my heart. She knew very well that in fact, Mu Nan did not want her to know too much. In the past, as the admiration of Mu Chenchen, this topic can almost be regarded as a taboo in Mujia.

Xi Xia night pushed the door of Mu Lingshi, according to the phone call from Mu Lingshi, she began to take things that she had to bring.

It's nothing more than a few books, and a box in the drawer.

The book is about music, a lot of music, Xi Xia night naturally can not understand.

In the box, it is a very special pen, white, blue and white porcelain pen, with fine blue gems on it, which can be seen as expensive.

"That was the gift that my aunt gave him when Ling Tian’s first birthday was arrested. I hope he can be a knowledgeable scholar in the future."

Just as I watched the pen in the box in the summer night, when the pen in the box was a little fascinating, the man’s voice was low and calm, and he turned his eyes on the summer night. Only then did he realize that he did not know when he was standing behind her. Not far away.

"This pen is very beautiful."

Xi Xia night praised a sentence, and then handed him the box.

"Well, this is the only gift that my aunt left for Ling Tian. Ling Tian has always been treasured. After he passed away, he was kept by Ling Shi. This thing is a special meaning for their brothers and sisters. Ling Tian didn't even touch anyone at the beginning."

Mu Yanchen reached out and took the pen to look at it carefully. The gleaming cool light of the gemstone reflected the faint brilliance, reflecting his handsome face and watching some lonely sorrow.

"As you said, Ling Tian should be a very good aunt."

When Xi Xia night said, he directly reached out and held the pen, and looked at it in detail.

"Well? What do these two letters mean?"

Capricorn for a while, Xi Xia night suddenly found that the gold line inside the cap seems to be marked with two small letters ‘ZX’...

"Zixi?"

After pondering it, Xi Xi night handed the pen to Mu Xiaochen.

Mu Chenchen came over and looked at a few eyes. Junmei tightened slightly and thought about it before he put it back.

"Hurry up and pack."

He closed the box and handed it to her.

"It’s almost gone, there are not many things in Ashi."

Xi Xia night looked around the empty bedroom, Mu Ling Shi's entire room is a dark brown style, but it is very suitable for her temper, such a person...

"I remember that in this room, I used to be full of all kinds of dolls, Ling Shi loves Barbie, and likes to collect all kinds of music boxes, now..."

"Probably grow up, I don't like to play with those things. I used to like to fold small stars. Now I think it's old-fashioned, so don't think too much."

Realizing that he might say something down, she immediately raised a smile on her beautiful face and quickly cut off his words.

"little stars?"

He was stunned and seemed to think of something, and he stared at her with some interest. "At that time, your little girl liked to play with it, especially for the boys who liked them. Would you do it? Have you ever done this?"