For a moment, the whole square was filled with red colors.

Suddenly a red figure flew in from a distance.

Stepping on the veil, the long skirt fluttered in the air, like a red cloud.

Xiaobao recognized it as his mother!

The graceful figure gently fell onto the red gauze.

At this time, Duan Qingkuang took out a jade flute from somewhere, and the melodious song sounded.

Full of ethereal colors, a jade flute, Duan Qingkuang blew it out of its magnificence, its momentum, and its magnificence that people cannot ignore.

At the same time, above the veil, the woman in a big red dress began to dance.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to see that Mu Qianye's dance steps are still full of awkwardness, and her movements are more powerful and not charming enough.

However, this kind of action gives people a different feeling.

The woman on the gauze was swinging, waving her sleeves, and jumping, all full of agility.

Compared with the dancer, Mu Qianye's dance is less tender and more sturdy than the dancer, but it makes many people look straight.

Duan Qingkuang changed Mu Qianye's set of kung fu to use Tian Silk into a veil dance. After changing the tough Tian Silk into the soft veil in his hand, he danced as if it were decent.

Duan Qingkuang's feet moved slightly, and he came to Mu Qianye's side. He played the flute and she danced.

There was an indescribable tacit understanding between the two.

Duan Henshui looked at the two of them and suddenly felt a feeling of tears.

How could he not understand what his son and daughter-in-law really wanted to give to Xiaobao?

They had never been together during Xiaobao's past birthday. This time, they performed for Xiaobao together. They wanted to tell Xiaobao that his father and mother were by his side and loved him very much.

Mu Qianye always thought that the sound of Beitangyu's flute was a unique person in the world. Today I realized that Duan Qingkuang was also a proficient instrument.

He once said that he and Beitangxi were half-brothers, which means that his mother was the woman named "Yunxue". In other words, not only did the woman not die, but also met the old prince, which led to Qingkuang.

I don't know how long it took, but the two stopped at the same time.

The scene was still quiet.

Mu Qianye smiled at Xiaobao, Son, you are still satisfied with my mother's birthday gift. If you are not satisfied, you have to satisfy me. For this dance, I have suffered a lot, but your father has not let him go!

After Mu Qianye had eye contact with Duan Henshui and Xiaobao, Mu Qianye lit his feet and walked away as if he had just arrived.

Like a red glow disappeared into the distance.

Duan Qingkuang also left, "Xiaobao, this gift is quite satisfactory."

Xiaobao nodded heavily, "Xiaobao's birthday will be there in the future!"

Woo woo woo woo, he has a father and a mother! Dad and his mother celebrated his birthday together.

Xiaobao is so happy. It’s over, he’s about to cry.

The few people who had been busy laughing at Xiaobao just now looked at each other. What was going on?

What is the origin of this little prince? Why do they think that the old prince and Prince Rui’s favor for this little prince are beyond the reach of ordinary people?

And, what happened to those who gave gifts just now?

No, not just now.

They also saw people coming to give gifts to the little prince, and the name of the gifts was the little prince's godfather!

Godfather!

Why did King Rui’s adopted son have so many godfathers?

Some things are already accustomed to. For example, after nightfall, a figure that is even more difficult to capture than a ghost will sneak into the residence behind the teahouse and sneak into a room.

Because this is something that has been staged since the day the name Wushang Young Master appeared in Nanyi City.

The princess did not live in the palace.

It was not the princess who served the bed, but the prince!

"Mom." Every morning, I went to the school to report, came to the teahouse to report at noon, and Xiaobao, who returned to the palace to report in the afternoon, suddenly called Mu Qianye.

"What's wrong?" Mu Qianye put down the account book in his hand and turned to look at Xiaobao.

"Today, grandpa asked my father and mother when they had slept in the evening recently." Xiaobao conveyed Duan Henshui's question to Mu Qianye without missing a word.

He hasn't lived with his parents recently, how did he know when his parents slept at night?

Grandpa is really, so why don’t you ask this question yourself? He still has to ask him!

After hearing Xiaobao's question, Mu Qianye shivered and almost shook the account book to her.

Isn’t he a little too idle, my father?

"Xiaobao, instead of discussing this issue, let's discuss the handling of your huge birthday gift, okay?"

"Mom!" As soon as Mu Qianye talked about "financial issues", Xiaobao stamped his feet, "Mom, that's Xiaobao's private money, you can't interfere!"

"Who said that? Children should respect the elderly! Be filial! If you earn money, you must hand over to your mother!"

"Mom is not old yet. Mom has a lot of money, why should I steal Xiaobao's money?"

Xiaobao lowered his head and made this move with both hands.

Mom, don’t pay anything like private money.

"Xiaobao is still young, it's safer for money or something, my mother will help you keep it."

"Mom, you can't covet Xiaobao's private money. And those are given to Xiaobao by godfathers. If they know that the gifts they selected for Xiaobao are not in Xiaobao's hands, they will be very sad."

Bad mother, grab money from him!

"I believe my brothers are happy to hand over the finances to their boss for custody."

Xiao Yang, I don’t think about who gave birth to him. Fighting with me, you are too pink and tender!

"Mom is unreasonable, I'll go find dad!" Xiaobao quickly put oil on the soles of his feet and continued to fight with his mother. Maybe his private money will be really confiscated!

Mu Qianye looked at Xiaobao's figure who was so quick and fast, and smiled treacherously. Jiang was still so hot!

Xiaobao did not notice it. After Mu Qianye mentioned it, he had already thrown the task assigned by Duan Henshui to him!

But then again, her back...

It seems that there is no problem, then she and Qingkuang... should be...

Ding King's Mansion, Duan Qingkuang's study room.

"Prince." He stood respectfully beside Duan Qingkuang with a hunchback.
Chapter completed!