The old god of Mojie City spoke with some seriousness in his voice: "I have seen it!"
"Say it, tell it!" Ji Wanrong said secretly.
"The deep love between father and son, the affection for licking their calves. Seeing them hugging each other tightly, I suddenly want a child." Mo Jiecheng whispered in her ear.
The corner of Ji Wanrong's mouth twitched suddenly, and he was speechless.
Feeling his warm breath on her ears, Ji Wanrong's hair stood on end. She suddenly turned her head and glared at him: "You can see this?!"
Ji Wanrong's sudden turn of his head caught Mo Jiecheng off guard.
Before Mo Jiecheng's head moved away from her ear, Ji Wanrong felt a wave of warmth brushing across her face.
Both of them were slightly startled, and their eyes met unexpectedly in the air.
Ji Wanrong felt her earlobes feel warm. She was about to speak, but she pursed her lips tightly.
Because the two of them looked like they were secretly hiding in a corner and doing something bad.
When Mo Jiecheng saw that she was silent, he opened his eyes and looked at her not to be outdone.
His expression was very innocent, as if the person whose lips just brushed against her cheek was not him.
Ji Wanrong looked at his face, then remembered what Mo Jiecheng had just said, and uncontrollably looked towards his children's palace.
Mojie City has deep features, tall and straight mountain roots, and a very full children's palace. It looks like it is destined to be full of children and grandchildren, and to be blessed with both wealth and wealth.
Some people are not only born well, but also have a good life, and even their children are good, and they enjoy family happiness in their later years.
As Ji Wanrong watched, she suddenly felt a little jealous and her eyes were hot. She slowly lowered her eyes.
Mrs. Ji's helpless voice was still in my ears: "Chengde, you have taken over someone else's body, and everyone in the capital has known about it, so you plan to make her a maid?"
Ji Chengde looked at Mei Niang's red eye sockets, hesitant in his heart, but when he saw Ji Liangxing holding him tightly, his heart suddenly hardened again.
The eldest son is no longer useful. He only has one younger son. This is his only son!
"Yes, mother. Brother Xing is still young. You see, Wen Rui has raised him so well, without any credit, but with hard work. If he goes to a private school in the future, he will definitely shine on the lintel of our Nanyang Marquis Mansion."
Ji Chengde said lovingly, and then touched Ji Liangxing's little face, "Mei Niang made a cup of tea for the mistress, everyone was happy, and the matter is over."
Since Ji Chengde had said so, it was ultimately a matter of his back house. Even if the old lady had intentions, she was helpless. She sighed silently.
Mei Niang wiped the tears from her eyes and walked to Lin Wenrui's side very obediently. When Lin Wenrui stood up and sat next to the old lady, she held up the tea cup and walked to Lin Wenrui's side. Kneel down in front of you.
Although Ji Chengde said this, he felt sorry for Mei Niang, so he took Ji Liangxing's hand and walked farther away silently.
"Invite the old lady to tea."
Mrs. Ji sighed again, took the tea cup, took off the green jade bracelet on her hand, and gave it to Mei Niang.
"Please drink tea, madam, and atone for your sins."
Mei Niang's gentle and sad voice sounded, and Lin Wenrui was so angry that her hands shook, but she still endured it and took the cup of tea with lowered eyes.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Mei Niang and Lin Wenrui.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Ji Liangxing turned his head and secretly rolled his eyes at Ji Lingxiao beside him.
Ji Lingxiao was still sitting in the wheelchair expressionlessly, with no emotion on his face.
Seeing this, Ji Liangxing spat hard again, all at once on Ji Lingxiao's feet.
Ji Lingxiao slowly closed his eyes, took out the handkerchief, and was about to bend down to wipe the spit off his feet.
But when Zhou Zhiruo screamed, she glared at Ji Liangxing, poking his eyes with her pointed fingers: "You spit?! How can you spit at your brother!!"
Everyone present was stunned and focused their attention on Ji Lingxiao.
Ji Lingxiao's face showed no expression, and he even said that he had no feelings for Ji Chengde's words.
Ji Liangxing was startled by Zhou Zhiruo's fingers, but when Ji Chengde hugged him and helped him talk, his heart returned to his stomach.
"It's just a kid's fight, some trivial things. If you do this, you will scare your brother. Apologize to him quickly!"
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes widened: "But it's also your other son who is being bullied!"
Ji Chengde didn't take it seriously: "What kind of bullying is this?"
Zhou Zhiruo grabbed Ji Liangxing's neck and threw him to Ji Lingxiao's wheelchair.
"It's all children's play. I'll also play with the cute little Liangxing. If you don't play well, I will call the brothers from Duke Zhou's mansion to come and play with you!"
Zhou Zhiruo grinded his teeth, looking like a ferocious hungry wolf at this moment. Ji Liangxing shrank and looked in the direction of Ji Chengde hurriedly.
But who knew that Ji Chengde also shrank when he mentioned several young masters from Duke Zhou's palace, and did not dare to speak.
Ji Liangxing was not a brave person to begin with. With no one to protect him and the she-wolf's eyes staring at him, he was almost scared out of his mind at this moment.
At first, he was afraid of his brother, and secretly envied him for being able to wear brave armor; but later, his father said that he had become a useless person and hid in the yard every day, so he was no longer so afraid; and later, he He secretly bullied his brother, but his father saw him but did not stop him.
He felt that he could bully him at will, because this cripple was his father's son!
Only he is!
"Yes...I'm sorry..."
Ji Liangxing shrank his head and apologized to Ji Lingxiao for the first time.
Ji Lingxiao did not speak, but looked at Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo smiled proudly at him.
At this moment, a soft female voice slowly sounded: "As long as we apologize and untie our knots, we will be a family and there will be no more misunderstandings."
"Brother did not misunderstand Liang Xing, and I hope my sister will not misunderstand me either..."
"Yao'er knows that because of some things in the past, my sister has always misunderstood me. Yao'er is willing to pour tea to my sister today in front of everyone and admit her mistake. I hope that my sister can untie her heart and not because of some things in the past. A misunderstanding occurred.”
Ji Wanrong was putting his hands on his hips and watching the undercurrent between Ji Lingxiao and Zhou Zhiruo with a smile, but who knew that this drama would inexplicably happen to him?
If you think about it with your toes, you will know that there must be some fraud involved!
