Chapter 935: The princess has contacts with the underworld?

Faced with Liu Kuoyuan so excited, Wen Mianmian could understand what he thought. A ray of soul penetrated through another world. No matter how good he merged with this world, he would still miss his hometown deep in his heart, and occasionally feel lonely, and his body might be

It is not your own, but emotions are above everything at this time. Children are the support of their own emotions and the continuation of their spirit.

She understood, but the people around her didn't understand. Mrs. Liu, who was standing by, changed her face. She did not treat the Liu family as a person connected by blood.

Of course, even if she is not satisfied, she will not show it at this time, and she still has a decent smile on her face.

Just like Liu Kuoyuan's excitement, Mrs. Songlin almost cried with joy. She carefully took the swagger and looked carefully. Tears fell down her cheeks and fell on the swagger.

For her, this is the continuation of their Leilu bloodline.

The two masters in the mansion were immersed in their own thoughts. The midwife was waiting for the crowd to receive the reward. Wen Mianmian had to interrupt the two and smiled and joked, "I said, cousin, please come back later, this is a full

The people in the house are still waiting to get some joy and get rid of their wealth quickly.”

Liu Kuoyuan then realized that he asked the mother to give the prepared wedding money to the midwife, and then waved his hand to the mansion to reward the three-month moon silver every day.

Everyone congratulated each other, and Mrs. Songlin stopped her tears and gave the child to Liu Kuoyuan, but her eyes were still reluctant to leave. Wen Mianmian said, "It will take a while for me to clean up inside. Auntie will wash away all her fatigue first and wait for her cousin to get better."

I can sleep for a while and then wake up to speak well.”

Mrs. Songlin also had this intention. She rushed back all the way, and she didn't dare to hold her grandson in a clean way.

"Okay." She thanked Wen Mianmian, "I'm glad you are here, thank you."

"Is there really a black and white impermanence to capture the soul?"

Hua Jingyun pinched her hand, "I'm tying my aunt's thoughts to death. According to my aunt's temperament, if no one stops her, she will probably hand over the burden of caring for the people of Leiluo.

Today's little guy without a name."

Wen Mianmian looked up at the sky and smiled, "I am a person who believes in fate. I believe that everything has its own fixed numbers and everything has its own arrangements."

Wen Mianmian could not leave at this time. When the maid moved Lin Ruozhang back to the bedroom, Wen Mianmian followed him to see the child. The little kid was not good-looking. Of course, there was no child who could look good at this time. Liu Kuoyuan was a little worried.

The main reason is that Lin Ruozhang is worried that when he wakes up and sees the child, he should think more.

In some aspects, she is a veteran, and the true and false story is reasonable. Zhang Zhenming is capable, but his mind is not Wen Mianmian's opponent for the time being, so he believed it. He only heard him say, "Everyone said that it is impossible to be strange and powerless. The gods are in trouble.

, but not having encountered it before does not mean it does not exist.”

Liu Kuoyuan smiled and said, "The jewelry on it is fake, so it looks good. As for selling it, there is no need to. Who knows if there are people like Miss Kuang San, what if it hurts me?"

Wen Mianmian raised her eyebrows, but she never expected it to be more and more fantasy.

Madam Fengchun didn't answer the conversation, and I thought it would be impossible. She just said, "I saw that Princess Annan is really capable. As long as she wants, there will be laughter wherever she is. She is very jealous and said she is small, but

That was for the prince, and the people around him were broad-minded and could tolerate others."

"Since you ask, I want to ask, is this true?"

The footsteps sounded, and Zhang Zhenming came. After saying a while, Zhang Zhenming took the initiative to ask Wen Mianmian to speak. Wen Mianmian was thinking that, and the two of them soon arrived in the small garden of Zhang's mansion.

Wen Mianmian didn't expect him to think of this, and smiled as if nothing had happened: "If you inquire about it, you will know that I was once unconscious. At that time, I was not awake, but I knew about it."

A few days ago, the brothers and the princess in the mansion were sick again. None of the royal sisters-in-law who were very good on weekdays came to the door. If Princess Annan is more cautious or ignores the overall situation, this royal wife will be

My sister-in-law may have become so fucked, but she thought nothing happened, and she still talked and laughed when she saw someone, and she could not tell at all.

Madam Fengchun stepped forward to serve her and lie down, thinking that King Annan is just a blessing, and this blessing was asked by General Wen. He didn't even spend any time.

"Auntie should live for herself for some time in her life."

"The current collection of books is barely enough, so there is no hurry."

Zhang Zhenming dismissed the people who served around him and spoke directly, "Does the princess have any contact with the underworld?"

"Auntie was not responsible for them."

"When a person dies, he will really go to the underworld?"

"I'm not hiding the princess, I dreamed of my grandfather for several days. He said he had no money and asked me to burn some for him?"

"In addition, I will take a break this month. I sent someone to keep an eye on the printing house. I haven't told you yet that I have taken two apprentices, which is not bad."

The shackles are put on by yourself and can only be taken down by yourself.

Hua Jingyun, who was half distracted from his mind, took turns to raise his brother and sister for a long time, and finally said that his arms were sore and soft. The game was temporarily over. Xiao Xiurui was still unsatisfied and did not forget to flatter his old father, "Dad, great!"

Mrs. Songlin lowered her head, and after a while, too much raised her head, "I'm tired."

Wen Mianmian joked, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it again, and it will look good when I'm out of confinement."

Seeing that she was going to fight to the death, letting her go down, she would be exhausted to death, Hua Jingyun said bluntly, "There are no Leilu people in this world, and the Leilu people were not Leilu people at the beginning.

Later they became natives from Beixiang, and now they became natives from Dongshu. It was the responsibility of the Dongshu officials to let them survive, not their aunts."

Zhang Zhenming did not hide it, "I have a guess when the princess asked me to burn paper. Ordinary people either burn paper for their ancestors or for the Buddhas all over the sky. They ask for a wish. When worshiping ancestors, they just burn a bunch of paper for the lonely ghosts.

No one specializes in giving two Lords Wuchang less, and they still burn so much."

"I left this matter behind my mind. Later, one night I suddenly dreamed again. After being afraid and worried, I asked Master Yuanwu to help me lose one time."

Hua Jingyun felt that the day when the responsibility was completed, my aunt had done enough for the Leilu people. There were countless people who had lost their country throughout history. Who could be responsible for whom?

"It's time for my aunt to work hard for half her life. My aunt led the people of Leilu to this day. I think she's all worried about food and clothing, so it's time to let go."

Wen Mianmian blinked at her big yellow cow and held back her smile, "Husband, I have to hold it high too."

Mrs. Songlin smiled, "Auntie is a hardworking person and is responsible for the people of Leiluo until the last moment of his revenge."

Mrs. Zhang's spirit is better than before, but it is also much older than the naked eye. Wen Mianmian sat and listened to her, and could see the hope that ignited in her grandson's eyes. Mrs. Zhang

He smiled and sighed again, "I really want to thank you for being able to find Xinyou."

Wen Mianmian thought it made sense, and Liu Kuoyuan smiled and said, "Let me keep the word recognition boards that Xiu Rui doesn't use, and the exquisite toys that we play with now. I'll get them when I'm going to."

Both of them were inexplicably in a heavy mood. Fortunately, when they returned to the mansion, they saw Xiu Rui and Yu Luan calling them, and their mood suddenly improved. They stepped forward and picked up Xiao Yu Luan, "Daughter, follow my brother and aunt today.

After running for so long, are you tired?"

"Where is my aunt saying, I'll help her to wash up."

"I haven't dreamed of anything for a long time, and I don't know how to contact me. To be honest, I forgot if you mentioned it. I didn't believe it very much before, and I always felt it was nonsense."

The Empress Dowager agreed very much, "There are fewer rules in this mansion and more humane feelings. The lower-ranking people also smile on their faces when working, which is very vivid."

The Empress Dowager sat slowly on the edge of the bed and smiled, "This girl is stupid; she is mean to be smart, but she is full of mentality. After all, it is still the blessing of Lao Liu."

Xiao Xiurui was so envious that he raised his arms and said, "Dad, Rui, I want it."

Xiao Yuluan shook her head, smiling with her eyebrows and eyes curled.

Wen Mianmian covered her face and laughed. Xiao Xiurui saw it and made a fuss. The final result was that Wen Mianmian hugged a son and a daughter. Hua Jingyun used the strength of the bull's nose to carry the mother and son.

After walking several steps after two rounds, Nian Xia and others outside the door looked at each other secretly, covering their mouths and laughing. Who would have thought that those who had been using their brains for a day would have to work hard when they came back?

The next afternoon, Wen Mianmian went to Zhang's mansion. Ruan Qingqing was about to be produced. Since the old general Zhang was gone, the whole mansion was full of worries and the emperor gave extra gratitude. Zhang Zhenming entered the training academy organized by the Ministry of War.

He had the opportunity to learn more about the experiences of the major generals and prepare for the reorganization of Zhang Jiajun.

The library was jointly organized by two families, and Liu Kuoyuan has always been responsible for the quality of printing. So far, the printing workshops have not been able to print all the books.

"Why did Grandma Zhang say such things again?"

Liu Kuoyuan was so amused that he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I made a small bed and some toys for the child. See if you have any likes, and take it back for Xiu Rui and Yuluan."

Mrs. Songlin nodded. There was a woman in charge, so there was no need to work hard for the rest. The hot water was ready soon. After Mrs. Songlin entered the bathroom, Wen Mianmian sent someone to tell her the big yellow cow.

"Oh, I don't want to leave if I live there. It would be great if the emperor could come and stay for a few days."

Madam Fengchun nodded and said, "I feel particularly comfortable listening to these laughter and joy every day."

Mrs. Zhang laughed, "There are not many young people like you."

"I also said that someone bullied him, and I had already burned the paper money. I wanted to ask the princess if she had any contact with the people below. If there was one, I could find a way to ask him to take care of my grandfather."

The small room next to him is full of toys he prepared, some of which were made by himself, and some were made by him drawing drawings. One of the rows of dolls was very beautiful, and they were also cartoon faces, sewn with needles and threads, and they were dressed beautifully.

Clothes, hair is a wig twisted with black thread, and various reduced-edition jewelry, "These dolls are no longer useful, you can take them all back."

If she is not smart, who can believe it?

Mrs. Liu did not continue to stay. She suppressed her inner dissatisfaction and reminded Liu Kuoyuan to reply after a few words.

"I will say ugly things first, and I will do bad things, even if it is a gift to my cousin."

Hua Jingyun laughed and couldn't hold him high, but it was still possible to hold him horizontally. He pulled him forward and bent down and hugged him horizontally. "I can't stand the strength of my husband, so I can only

That's it."

"Maybe it will never change in this life."

I don't know how to give birth to a boy or a girl, he prepared for both boys and girls. Now he wants to get a cheaper one. Wen Mianmian took one and looked through it, "I spent a lot of effort to do it. If I make it, I can make a lot of money.

I'm not polite to the money."

Fortunately, his big yellow cow had his own ideas and could understand them clearly. Otherwise, they might have gone to Revive Leiluo together, and then waited for his family property to be confiscated and demoted to the commoner. If it was more serious, she would be a widow.

"At that time, I thought, the princess probably knew them."

Wen Mianmian said when she got on the car, "My aunt just came back. Today, my cousin gave birth. My aunt was happy. What did you do if you say these disappointing words?"
To be continued...