The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

"Brother, tell me quickly, what have you done? Why does Xu Jiayin seem like a different person?" Mingyue was so anxious to eat the melon that she didn't even notice a small spider crawling on her body.

But Liuliu was quick-witted and pounced on the spider, shaking it off.

Spider-Man: Help! I don't want to climb on her!

It was she who hooked me, Zhuzhu!

Spider, I’m also afraid of this ancestor!

Mingyue didn't know why Liuliu suddenly became clingy and ran into her arms, looking so happy. Could it be that she missed me?

Hehe, it seems that she is not in the love brain either. That big fat orange is still not as good as me. Liuliu still loves me the most～～～

Mingyang patted the spot where the spider had crawled and said, "Sister, the corner of your clothes is all dirty from rubbing them against the wall. Go change your clothes first, and I'll talk to you later."

After Mingyang said that, Mingyue looked down and saw, oh, it’s true.

"Okay! I'll go right away!"

After changing clothes and coming back, I saw Minghao who had just returned from the military camp. "Second brother, why are you back at this time?"

Minghao proudly imitated the adults and raised his head to drink. "Dad said it looked like it was going to rain, so we won't practice this afternoon. He told me to go home first so that Mom wouldn't worry."

"Hmm? Is it going to rain? It looks pretty sunny to me."

The bright moon rises, and it looks like the sun is shining brightly.

"pat"

A drop of rain fell on her face.

"Pattern"

The raindrops fell one by one, like pearls that had broken off the string.

The rain was getting heavier, but fortunately the three of them had already run under the eaves.

"It's raining like this."

"Oh my God, Daddy's deputy general is such a genius!" Minghao exclaimed.

He was originally happy because he could be lazy and didn't think about whether it would really rain.

But now the rain was so heavy that he had to admire it.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Mingyue rarely heard him talk about the military camp. When she overheard a deputy general mentioning him, she became curious. "That uncle with the big beard?"

"Yeah, he said he has a leg disease. When it rains, he will feel severe pain. After more than ten years, he can predict when it will rain." Minghao's tone became lower and lower as he spoke.

"I heard that it seems that he was injured during the battle with the Nanman."

This topic seemed even more heavy amid the sound of rain.

Mingyue patted their shoulders and said, "From now on, our Great Zhou will be a great nation. Less war means less death and pain!"

"Don't forget the power of the thing Hua Dexing is researching!"

Thinking of this, Minghao felt very excited.

Some time ago, the power of the weapon called dynamite was demonstrated in the military camp.

Although it is a specially made small explosive, it can still blow a deep pit half a person's height on the ground.

It greatly boosted the morale of the soldiers.

As we chatted, we turned to the topic of Xu Jiayin.

Mingyue tugged at Mingyang's sleeve, "Brother, I almost forgot! You haven't told me why Xu Jiayin suddenly changed his attitude towards Mei Ruoruo."

"Brother, are you doing something behind my back? Huh? Huh?" She just said it, raising her eyebrows awkwardly, like a caterpillar struggling to wriggle.

"Haha, it's nothing." Mingyang didn't want his younger brothers and sisters to think he was scheming, so there were some things he didn't want to tell them.

However, since they kept pursuing me, I could only pick and choose what to say.

"Didn't Xu Jiayin have a miscarriage because of Mei Ruoruo's pushing? I heard that after she had her period, she went to the temple every day to pray for her unborn child."

"So, I asked someone to pretend to be a monk from the temple and talk to Xu Jiayin."

"Tell her that the child she just lost was a boy who will achieve great things in the future, but has always been unlucky because of her eldest daughter."

Therefore, women who want to have children are always good at imagining things.

She had been childless for many years and only had one daughter, and it was only because her elder sister was incompatible with children that she could not get pregnant.

After arriving in the capital, it must have been the capital's feng shui that nurtured her son, who had the ability to be reborn in her womb. However, it was still ruined by her unlucky daughter!

She firmly believed that if her daughter was no longer around, if her daughter was married, her child would not be influenced by her sister.

So she began to take care of her body, preparing to have a child with her husband after marrying Mei Ruoruo.

She had a good plan, but she didn't know that her body would no longer allow her to give birth to a new life.

It was just because she had an affair with Mei Jun when she was unmarried and got pregnant.

The old lady of Ning'an Marquis Mansion had someone give her a bowl of safflower soup to ensure that she would not get married while pregnant.

The medical skills at that time were not very advanced, and safflower soup would cause great harm to women's bodies. Mei Ruoruo was her lucky child.

After this miscarriage, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get pregnant again in the future.

"So this is ah."

No wonder Xu Jiayin lost the little bit of maternal love she had left.

Mingyang stared at Mingyue's expression closely, afraid that a trace of disgust and fear would appear on her face.

He didn't want his sister to think he was a cruel person.

Fortunately, Mingyue didn't say anything.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the sweat from his palms soaked his cuffs.

"But brother, what about Zhang Huai? Is Zhang Huai okay? He's the culprit, a fickle and fickle man!"

Mingyue remembered that Yang Jiaqi had told her a few days ago that Zhang Huai had written to her privately, saying that "my sister is gentle and quiet, and is truly the person admired by scholars like us", and he also sent her small gifts from time to time.

This scumbag is probably trying to have it both ways?

Yes, Yang Jiaqi cannot compare to Mei Ruoruo's gentleness, and Mei Ruoruo does not have Yang Jiaqi's family background, wealth, knowledge, talent, and experience.

Just thinking about it makes Zhang Huai feel conflicted.

The image of Zhang Huai appeared in her mind: a romantic scholar holding a book, standing at the window, looking very dilemma. She wanted to laugh.

Maybe he is not a scumbag by nature, he just wants to give each sister a home. What can he do wrong?

The mistake was that he shouldn't have spread rumors about his brother, an outsider!

Ming Yang lowered his head slightly, his eyes cold as he gently stroked his sister's hand-painted teacup. "Just wait, Zhang Huai, that's all."