My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 218 1.218 I want her to die

"I'm letting you watch, and my eyes are filled with the word trust." Prince Mo was ridiculous and reached out to hold her small face. "No matter what you do, I believe in you."

"Whatever you want to do, I'll stand by your side." Merlin murmured softly against her little head.

So you are not alone. Don't show the expression "I'm so lonely" next time, because ... it hurts to look at my heart.

"I want her to die." The child pursed his small mouth and clenched his fist subconsciously.

"At most two months, my mother is about to give birth. I! Never let her live through these two months."

Merlin loosened her fingers one by one, took out a bottle of powdered medicine, and smeared her with a small palm wound. "Three days."

As soon as the child looked up at Molian, there was a shock in his eyes.

"The Xihuacheng Wanhua Festival is two days later. This time, the owner of Gu Cheng will surely receive so much food ..." Mo Lian whispered in her ear.

The child looked at him blankly. Was this young and handsome prince too good to her?

There was a strange feeling in my heart. I hadn't seen anyone who had been so receptive to her in two lives.

Even the pervert that she was so much spoiled in her life, when she was petted like an animal, had no trust or respect.

Is this a friend?

Hit the corpse together and collect the granary together. Now it's probably not surprising that we kill individuals or something together.

"You ... don't think I'm cruel and poisonous ..."

Morin reached out and covered her little mouth, put her face together, "You are my Jojo, you are always the best."

Qiaomu blinked and said: I also think I'm good.

...

"Qiao Qiao, can the mother come in?" Wei Ziqin stood outside the door, and heard a whisper from the room, a bit aggressive.

Although the girl is still young, the defense of men and women is not so particular about it, but this young man entered the room and went straight into the boudoir. How did she always feel like an inexplicable son-in-law?

Ah, how old is her Qiao Qiao!

The door opened, and the boy in a white shirt fluttered like a cloud, and said politely to her. "Auntie disturbed me. My name is Mo Lian, and I am the best companion of Qiaoqiao."

"Ah, Xiao Mo." Who doesn't like such a handsome and gentle boy. Wei Ziqin immediately smiled.

Xiao Mo savagely brushed the existence and favorability in front of his future mother-in-law, and for a while, Wei Ziqin almost forgot to see the girl.

Qiao Mu was a little bit square and looked at the two men standing at the door and talking.

It was Prince Mo that reminded Wei Ziqin that he had given up space to the two mothers and daughters. Wei Ziqin smiled and watched him leave.

As soon as he entered the house and held Qiaoqiao's little hand, he was full of praise and praised him.

"I don't know which one is Lang, the young Gaohua, like a pine as a bamboo, is so good to raise."

Seeing her daughter's small face being aggressive, Wei Ziqin remembered the business. "Good boy, my mother just didn't make any mistakes. Can you talk to my mother? My mother knows that my girl is not such a rude person. What happened. "

"Mother." Qiaomu's eyes were sour, and he buried his head in Wei Ziqin's arms.

Although she was angry, she knew why it was, but the mother didn't know it. Perhaps to them, it was really a willful mischief of a child.

They didn't know what had happened before, and what reason did she have to blame someone who knew nothing.

"There is something there. It's a silly child," Wei Ziqin said, holding her daughter, "you, you are too young to worry too much."

(End of this chapter)