“Then should I call you grandma?”
In Gu Shiyun’s bedroom, Fang Mingjing’s eyes were as round as chestnuts.
In front of him was a gorgeous mature woman in a palace uniform.
The scarlet palace dress was like flames, lining her plump and graceful figure, the long black hair decorated with gold hairpin and phoenix crown fell like a waterfall, and under the beautiful face of sinking fish and geese, her pink neck and skin were as light as snow.
She smiled reservedly and dignifiedly.
But those long and narrow eyes like peach blossoms were a little bit charming, especially the slightly raised shell teeth like jade, and a little beauty mole under the lips, which made it even more charming and moving.
“Grandma…?”
As if she didn’t expect him to ask such a question, Liu Shimei was surprised, but she couldn’t hold back the smile in her brows.
Looking at the extremely cute child in front of her, she only felt that her heart was fully activated.
How can there be such a lovable child in the world?
Delicate as a poem and painting, she has an incomparably cute young beauty. Under her thick and slender eyelashes, her eyes are clear and pure. Anyone who sees it will feel sweet in the bottom of her heart.
“It’s really cute.”
“Well, since you call Shiyun your aunt, then call Grandma Aijia.”
“Just feel free.”
“Good boy…”
“How cute…”
Liu Shimei’s eyes were full of water, she didn’t hide her love at all, and with a simple gesture, she gently hugged Fang Mingjing.
Sad home?
Her self-proclaimed make Fang Mingjing blink.
In the palace, the self-proclaimed Aijia is not used casually, because the so-called mourning refers to the mourning without a husband, so generally only after the death of the husband, the queen or the queen mother can call themselves “Aijia”.
“Wow, grandma, don’t pinch my face.”
Softly resisted.
After Liu Shimei heard this, her mature and charming face had a touch of sweetness.
“Okay, grandma stopped pinching her face in the mirror.”
“Um~”
“Qing He, go to the pantry to get some pastries.”
“Yes.”
Qing He, who was standing beside him, quickly led the way.
Liu Shimei looked at Fang Mingjing with kindness in her eyes. Like coaxing a child, she touched him with her forehead a little affectionately, and then rubbed it.
Little Saint Son likes this action very much.
Moreover, he felt that Liu Shimei’s body smelled very good, and he sniffed a little more with his small nose.
At this moment,
“Mother?”
Gu Shiyun, who returned to the bedroom, saw the two of them, her face full of surprise.
“You’re back? How’s your talk with your royal brother?”
“…”
Gu Shiyun didn’t answer, obviously she didn’t plan to say these things in front of Fang Mingjing.
She came over and squatted down beside Fang Mingjing, picked him up, smiled and said with gentle eyes:
“I was planning to bring the mirror to greet you later, but I didn’t expect that it was my mother who came first.”
“Ai’s family can’t rest assured, so I’ll come and have a look first.”
Liu Shi said charmingly.
Fang Mingjing has a cute face.
In fact, he had already felt that Gu Shiyun was hiding something from himself, but he didn’t show it on the surface.
Let’s sneak in a little bit later…
“Well, aunt and grandma look alike.”
“yes?”
“Well, they’re all so beautiful.””You kid, you’re being sweet on purpose again.”
“Have it?”
With a concerned look on his face, Fang Mingjing pursed his lips, and in Gu Shiyun’s arms, he stretched out his hand to Liu Shimei: “Grandma, help me taste it?”
Deliberately acting like a spoiled child almost melted the heart of the beautiful woman in the palace skirt.
She took Fang Mingjing from Gu Shiyun’s arms.
Qing He came back with the cakes at this time. The jujube cake in the box was very delicate, but Fang Mingjing didn’t like it. He thought the other osmanthus cakes and taro cakes were good, so Liu Shimei fed him a few more cakes.
“Sister Qinghe, what are we doing this time?”
After taking a walk, Fang Mingjing asked Qing He to take him to the yard.
“Don’t do anything, little saint. It’s just that the princess came back to save her relatives.”
“Oh.”
Qing He’s answer made Fang Mingjing realize that she couldn’t make a statement.
…the main thing is that I don’t want to startle snakes.
He looked at the clean and clear lake in the yard, and couldn’t help but approached to see if there were any fish. As soon as he approached, several fishes in the lake jumped out of the water like a line, jumping and struggling beside him. .
I don’t want to eat it.
After muttering like this for a while, the struggling fish on the shore jumped back into the water with difficulty.
I want to eat fish…
After finally returning to the water, the fish that had not recovered yet automatically jumped to the shore again.
It’s kind of fun, this.
At this moment, Fang Mingjing seemed to have discovered a new continent.
And on the other side,
“Son!?”
Liu Shimei couldn’t hold back her exclamation.
She didn’t know Fang Mingjing’s identity before, she just thought it was her daughter’s junior in the Holy Land, but at this moment, when she heard Fang Mingjing’s identity, she felt shocked and inexplicable.
The name of Chongxiao’s holy son Fang Mingjing is currently spreading in the Zhongruo Continent.
The most enchanting generation of saints in the history of the Holy Land…
Looking at the young figure playing in the yard with great interest, the Empress Dowager couldn’t calm down, but at the same time she loved it even more.
“Then there is a relationship like Jing’er, so you don’t have to be afraid of the Dayan Dynasty.”
“Well… But let’s talk about this with Jing’er in a few days. I want to take him to play for a few days first.”
Actually, if possible, Gu Shiyun still doesn’t want Fang Mingjing to know.
But after thinking about it, it seems that there is no other way.
……
You overestimate yourself, there is still one

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