The wet nurse on the other side took off her face and wanted to say, this is a little brother, not a princess.

How can I use the words "Like Flowers and Jade"? Although this child is indeed a little more beautiful, even the youngest princess seems not as beautiful as him, but she is still the younger brother.

Master Jingkong came over and looked at the child holding in Shen Qingci's arms. The three thousand worries he had slitdled, but when he saw the child who looked seventy percent similar to his elder sister, he still felt a little astringent in his heart.

At this time, the eyes of one big and one small are facing each other. Master Jingkong is noble and elegant, while the children are simple and clean.

He took off a string of Buddhist beads from his bowl and placed them in front of the child.

The child stretched out his little hand and also took the Buddhist beads over. The small one was quite powerful, and the little hand held the Buddhist beads desperately.

Master Jingkong let go of his hand and touched the child's small head.

Master Jingkong still has kind eyes, but he has a little more popularity than before. It is not that he was not a human before, but that he can only say that he has never existed in his eyes. Everything in the world will gather in his eyes, but has never left a single point.

Even if it was Luo Hengli's nephew, it was still all things, but what survived in his heart was such a small child.

"Have you changed your Buddhist beads again?"

Shen Qingci knew that this person was going to give someone Buddhist beads again.

Those who are partially born are also proud of obtaining his Buddhist beads.

“There are different.”

Master Jingkong touched the little guy's little head again, "This was given to me by my master. I don't know what wood is made of. The wood is the second. This is the most powerful mind of the two generations of mages. There is only one string in this world."

"Take it with you, and you will definitely let him grow up safely."

Yes, he will definitely grow up safely.

Shen Qingci didn't ask the reason. She knew that every word Master Jingkong said had his reason. The word "One old monk" could eliminate life and death and know the past and future lives.

Maybe she didn't know what else, but as long as he said, she could know it.

His brother Yi will grow up safely and healthily.

Shen Qingci picked up his son, then kissed his little face, and then stretched out his hand in front of him.

The little guy's little hands were always holding the string of Buddhist beads. At a young age, she was still an ignorant child, but she had already had her own little thoughts. She blinked her peach eyes for a long time, then chewed her mother hard, and then put the Buddhist beads in her hand very generously.

"So well-behaved."

Shen Qingci kissed his son's little head, and then compared his son's little hand with Buddhist beads.

"You can't take care of it now. Mom will help you collect it first. When you can take it, will mom return it to you?"

I don’t know if Brother Yi understood it. He clicked his little head and his pale face. At this time, there seemed to be a little light blush, and it felt much healthier than before.

"Are we going home?"

She pressed her forehead against her son's small forehead.

"Come on, say goodbye to my uncle."

Shen Qingci is going to take Brother Yi back. It has been a long time since he came out, and he is going to sleep well.

Yaozhen, Brother Yi rubbed his eyes with his little hands and leaned his little head against his mother's shoulder.

Shen Qingci asked his son to turn around and then shook his little hand.

Brother Yi grabbed his little claws and shook him obediently at Master Jingkong.

Master Jingkong smiled. It could be said that he had a long-haired and childish face. There was a hint of smile on his face. This was a relative who had bloodlines with him. His sister's bloodline could continue.

Shen Qingci hugged Brother Yi and returned to the mansion. Before he arrived, Brother Yi opened his eyes and rushed inside from time to time. Is this a good thing happening? Why are you so happy?

When Shen Qingci hugged Brother Yi in, he saw Luo Henglu walking out of the inner room and being held in Shen Qingci's arms, dancing and asking his father to hug him.

His sense of smell is indeed not bad.

In fact, Shen Qingci also discovered early in the morning that, except for the little girl with the blood of the Lou family, the other children also had a much better sense of smell than others.

Especially this may also be related to taking medicine since childhood, so as to smell, you can smell a lot of smell by sniffing your nose.

Look, I must have smelled my father just now.

As expected, the little guy stretched out his little arm and asked his father to hug him.

Brother Yi, who had been hugged by Luo Henglu, put his little face over.

This is for dad to kiss.

Luo Henglu smiled and kissed his son's tender face. The child had thick eyebrows and big eyes. It took only a few days to breathe, and it was as beautiful as if he had blown away. Especially the pair of peach blossom eyes, which had never felt before, but at the beginning of this month, the child grew a little, and it can be seen that he had a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes.

If this grows on a woman, it will be fine, but if it grows on a young man, it will really become peach blossom eyes. The eyes are very big, as clear as a spring, and the hairs are thick and dense. When I smile, my eyes are also watery, so beautiful that I can't speak.

This child is also very good-growing.

Luo Hengyou touched his son's face. He had such a beautiful face. What if he grew up?

"Madam," Sanxi was already standing outside.

"Mrs. Qin, Duke Zhengguo, and Mrs. Yao, have come here."

"Aunt Qin and Aunt Yao, why are they here?" Shen Qingci quickly sorted out his clothes and was preparing to go out to meet guests. Since Mrs. Qin and Mrs. Yao left Beijing one after another, they have never met again. She has only sent them spices a few times, and when several sisters of the Chen family made their way, they sent some things over.

Mrs. Qin, Mrs. Yao, was her mother's friend of Runzhong at the time. She took great care of her at the beginning, and was naturally different from others.

Outside, Mrs. Qin really brought Mrs. Yao. They were all out for more than a few years, so they returned to the capital. As a result, they had not yet come to visit relatives and friends, so they came here.

At this time, a series of footsteps came into the outside, and there was a vague sense of fresh lotus dew.

When people come in, the fragrance comes, neither cold nor warm, just right, and then comes the look of autumn flowers. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, there is no change from a few years ago.

There was no trace on her face at all, as time seemed to have treated her preferentially.
Chapter completed!