BT Western Han Dynasty Picking Chrysanthemums

Volume 155 Lovely Papa

Mrs. Wei saw that he had put his hands on Wei Qing's lips, and he didn't have any objection as an old man, huh?Mrs. Wei's heart blossomed again. Does this mean there is something going on?Next, do I have to kiss him?Just say that you don't understand, and ask this old man to teach you?

Wei Qing watched Mrs. Wei's face getting closer and closer to her, and suddenly reached out to hug Mrs. Wei's face, and said, "Let me see the wound on your face."

"Ah? What's so interesting about this?" Wei Wei said discouragedly: "It's just the growth of flesh. Dad, you should take a closer look, and take a closer look. How should the flesh grow or grow?"

"Don't move, let me take a good look at it," Wei Qing carefully looked at the wound on Mrs. Wei's face, it was still the same as when he left the house in the morning, Wei Qing said worriedly: "This may really leave a scar;

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"You are raising a son, not a daughter," Mrs. Wei said, "Scars are scars. Dad, do you think the scar on my face looks fierce? When I go out in the future, can I be defeated without a fight?" Soldiers?"

"Nonsense again!" Wei Qing knocked on the head of Mrs. Wei, "Is this how soldiers who surrender without fighting are used?"

Mrs. Wei jumped back and said, "When you are a general, your image is of course important! Father, I have already made up my mind. After I follow you to the battlefield to meet the Huns, I will call like this!"

Wei Qing said, "Do you still want to call for battle?"

"I don't swear. Anyway, when I speak human language, those Huns can't understand it. It's a waste of my saliva."

"Then how do you call it?"

Mrs. Wei took off his clothes and said to his father: "Father, I am going to get some tattoos on my body. I will show the Huns when the time comes. My Mrs. Wei is left green dragon, right white tiger, old man Sit on the chest of the cow! I will let them fight with me!"

Wei Qing looked at Mrs. and Mrs. Wei gesticulating on his body, but he couldn't understand a word of what he was saying, "What did you say?" Wei Qing looked at Mrs. Wei in a daze. His son, could he be really crazy?

"Can't you understand?" Wei Wei stopped and asked.

Wei Qing shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

This time it was Wei Kang's turn to sigh. It seems that Liu'máng culture is not yet developed at this time.

"Did you say you want a tattoo?" Wei Qing asked again at this time.Wei Qing couldn't understand Qinglong, Baihu, etc., but he listened to what the son said, as if he wanted to get tattoos on his body.

"That's right," Mrs. Wei said, "this white flesh can't even get tanned, I'm annoyed just looking at it!"

"Just calm down," Wei Qing looked at Mrs. and Mrs. Wei and said sadly, "There will be scars on your back, and you still want to get tattoos on your body? Mrs. and Dad, I am afraid that you will go on like this now. Who else is a good girl?" I want to marry you."

Mrs. Wei blinked, "Why don't you marry me? Is my reputation bad?"

Wei Qing said, "Do you still think you have a good reputation?"

"I just blew up a stove!" Wei Wei said unconvinced, "I don't have a fish and meat village, bullying men and women! Who is this? Who is ruining my reputation outside?!"

Wei Qing was very angry. As for Mrs. Wei, does anyone need others to tarnish his reputation?In less than half a month, news of his death has been spread twice. How good is the reputation of a person who can beat a few blocks in a fight? "Now you know you won't be able to get a wife and you're afraid?" Wei Qing said to Wei and his wife: "Be more honest in the future, and Dad will find you a good one."

This old man's own wife hasn't settled yet, and he is already worrying about his life-long affairs at the moment, but he still has to look at him so seriously. Let's just qin'shou, I can't handle it anymore!Mrs. Wei pressed his body on Wei Qing's body, and directly threw General Wei down on the bed. With a mouthful of "Baji", the son, who is a son, slammed a kiss on the father's face, "Dad, why are you so patient?!"

Wei Qing was dumbfounded by Mrs. Wei's rush to marry him. Is this what a father and son should do?

"Uncle, wife?" Just when Wei Wei wanted to communicate with his father, a familiar voice came from outside his door;

When Mrs. Wei heard this voice, she lost all energy. Don't people here know that they have to knock on the door before entering a room?Which bastard said that the ancient Chinese paid the most attention to etiquette?Don't let him find this one, or he will kick him to death!

Wei Qing didn't dare to push away Mrs. Wei who was still lying on top of him, for fear of hurting Mrs. Wei again, so he gently helped Mrs. Wei to the side, and Wei Qing sat up from the bed by himself, and called out to Liu Ju: "His Royal Highness."

Liu Ju was anxiously waiting alone in the side hall, so he came to Wei Qing and his son, "Kang, are you okay?" Liu Ju came to the bed, and first looked at Wei Qing's face.

God of death!Mrs. Wei didn't even bother to complain to this fake girl anymore, so he hummed lazily.

Wei Qing casually patted Mrs. Wei's buttocks and said, "Speak well."

"I'm fine," Wei Wei said to Liu Shi, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern," Wei Wei said, and climbed onto his father's lap again.

"Looks like it!" Wei Qing tapped Wei Wei on the back of the head again.

"Uncle," Liu Ju said with a smile to Wei Qing after seeing this scene, "You're such a good couple."

"He's my own father," said Mrs. Wei, "If my father is not nice to me, who else can he be nice to?"

Liu Shi was speechless again by Mrs. Wei, he and his father were not also biological father and son, he did not remember that he had such a relationship with his father.The intimacy between the father and son of the Wei family made Prince Liu Ju jealous.

"His Royal Highness came to see you specially." Wei Qing couldn't push Wei Kuang away, so he had to let Wei Kang lie on his lap, and said, "You have a good talk with His Royal Highness. I have something to do for my father, so I have to go first." Deal with it."

"Come to visit?" Mrs. Wei turned her face to Liu Shi, and said, "Where is Li?"

Now, Wei Qing was rude, and slapped Mrs. Wei's ass hard, "You're talking nonsense again!"

Is this the first time I have been spanked by my father?Mrs. Wei touched his butt, and asked Wei Qing, "Father, isn't my butt very sensual? Is it comfortable to shoot?"

"You," Wei Qing slapped again, and this time he was really merciless.

Mrs. Wei tried not to cry out, this time, his father probably beat him up like a Hun.

"His Royal Highness, excuse me a moment," Wei Qing moved Mrs. and Mrs. Wei aside, got up and saluted Liu Ju, and left without looking back. He said he was leaving, and it was more like running away.

"Father, my butt is swollen!" Mrs. Wei called out from behind Wei Qing.

Wei Qing fled even faster, always feeling that something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

"You, are you okay?" There were only himself and Mrs. Wei left in the room, Liu Ju didn't wait for Mrs. Wei to speak, so he sat down on Mrs. Wei's bed and asked Mrs. Wei.

"Didn't you just ask?" Mrs. Wei looked at Liu Ju with a bad face, and said, "Look at the ground, it's all gifts from your younger brothers."

"It's quite a lot," Liu Ju smiled without any falsehood. ;

BT The Story of Picking Chrysanthemums in the Western Han Dynasty Volume 156 Teaching Fake Girls How to Be a Prince

Seeing Liu Ju's innocent smile, Mrs. Wei didn't think the fake girl's acting skills could surpass him, so he couldn't help asking, "Do you have any objection?"

"If you like it, you can accept it," Liu said, "My mother also prepared a gift for you, and my uncle will bring it to you later."

Thinking that Wei Zifu always had a mi'mi face when he was happy or angry, Mrs. Wei said: "Thank the empress for me when you go back, my injury is actually not serious."

This may be the first conversation Mr. Wei has spoken to him in a friendly manner since Liu Ju could remember. His Royal Highness immediately said boldly, "How can it be so serious? I saw it that day."

"What kind of injury is this?" Mrs. Wei said indifferently, "The skin on my back has been rotten by the sun, and then soaked in sea water, which is called pain. Didn't the young master come back to life?"

Liu Ju heard as if someone was pulling his heart, "When did this happen?"

Mrs. Wei opened his mouth, only to remember that this happened in his last life, when he was a special soldier;

.Thinking about that time, even though I scolded the instructor’s [-]th generation ancestors in my heart, but now I think about the sea, the beach, the blue sky above my head, and the brothers who were crawling and rolling together. I miss it, I can't go back.

"Kang?" Liu Ju sensed the sadness on Wei's body at the moment, so he lightly touched Wei's shoulder and said, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"People who practice martial arts," Mrs. Wei came back to his senses, with a carefree look again, and said to the fake girl in front of him, "It's not like you, who was raised as a flower in the deep palace, and I don't expect anyone to raise it." .”

"Why did I spend it?" Liu Ju said unhappily, he didn't quite understand Mrs. Wei's words, but he could also tell that it was not a good word.

"You are the most honorable flower," Wei Wei said, "You are His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

"I'm your cousin," Liu said.

"Yes, it's my cousin," Wei Wei responded, "Fucking cousin, it's better not to know each other."

"I," Liu Ju looked at Mrs. Wei for a while, and his attitude became cold again, and he didn't know what to say again.

It was cold in the room.

Mrs. Wei waited for Liu Ju for a while, saw that the fake girl didn't speak, and said, "Are you okay? Go back to the palace if you're okay, and go. I'm injured, so I won't send you away."

Liu Ju bit his lip and said, "Kang, don't you want to see me?"

Mrs. Wei said heartily, did you know that I don't want to see you?

"Did I say anything wrong today?" Liu Ju asked.

Mrs. Wei suddenly became angry when Liu Shi asked him, jumped from the bed to the ground, and said to Liu, "I beg you, you are the prince, why are you doing this?!"

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