She was held by a man. Although she was a baby who couldn't even speak, her mind was 28! Overall, it was still very awkward.

But she could only protest silently, glaring at the young master Lan who was holding him with his eyes, hoping that he could understand that he finally lived up to her expectations. They finally moved and walked into the door.

Ping'er and Mr. Lan were talking about the princess, princesses, and Yuqing was not interested in listening, so she fell asleep again.

Since then, Yuqing and Ping'er have lived in Lanyuan. There are many people in Lanyuan. There are waves of people coming and leaving, and she comes and sleeps most of the time.

But there are probably at least four or five hundred people in Lanyuan! There are difficulties, there are women, old and young, they come and go in a hurry, and they look very busy. She thinks that their lives must be fulfilling and exciting.

Later, people gradually came less and less, except for Mr. Lan, she later learned that his name was Lan Ziyun, and his very good name was at least not bad.

She also knew that her beauty mother was named Xiao Yuxuan, and the people in Lanyuan called her princess. These people in Lanyuan seemed to be her subordinates.

Lan Ziyun came to see Yuqing every now and then, and often brought some fun things to Yuqing.

However, Yuqing always ignored her depressedly, and later she was no longer interested in taking a look. When she looked at those childish little things, he really treated her as a child.

When the peach blossoms faded, the lotus blossomed, the lotus blossomed, the chrysanthemums were about to fade, she thought that the beautiful mother would not come, and even Lan Ziyun and Ping'er's face became worse day by day. Most of the time, the two of them and a baby were silent.

Yuqing thought they were all worried about the beauty mother, including her. Not only them, but also everyone in Lanyuan was also worried about the beauty mother, because Lanyuan’s laughter was obviously getting less and less day by day.

Sometimes she wants to be happy about her beauty mother because so many people really love and care about her, at least she is not lonely.

Finally one day 8 months later, the little mother came. Everyone was very happy, and Lan Ziyun and Ping'er were even more ecstatic. Lan Yuan finally became angry.

Everyone was frowning, with smiles on the corners of their eyebrows and eyes. Especially Lan Ziyun looked at her mother's eyes so gentle. The little mother smiled cutely at everyone, of course Lan Ziyun was no exception.

Damn! Yuqing looked at him, it turned out that the fallen flowers were intentional, and the flowing water was ruthless! It’s a pity that Lan Ziyun is such a great man. She turned to look at her little mother again.

The little mother was wearing a blue dress, with soft and finely made of water silk and fine workmanship. She was wearing a piece of chiffon white gauze on her shoulders, dancing with a slim figure, stunning face, charming the whole country, as sick as the West and as delicate as Chang'e. All the words and sentences cannot be described in the event of this.

The little mother's moo is soaked with a faint sorrow, adding another kind of beauty. This is a person that neither a man nor a woman can dislike. It is not unreasonable for Lan Ziyun to fall in love with her little mother!

The people in Lanyuan came again, like when Yuqing came, and they came and went, and after several days, they finally lost fewer people.

When there was no one, the little mother hugged her and sat quietly. She was immersed in her thoughts, and Yuqing could stay quietly for a day.

When Ping'er looked at them like this, sometimes she was really worried, so she thought of a way to joke with her mother. She also came over to make Yuqing happy like a child. Yuqing looked at her with a dark face, but then she became numb. As soon as Ping'er came over, she immediately closed her eyes.

Later, Lan Ziyun also came here for a while every day, and maybe he also discovered that his mother was unhappy. Yuqing thought that this was related to her princely father who had never met! She thought that no one could help her except her mother.

A year later, Yuqing was finally able to speak, and the sound of "ah ah" in her mouth was no longer the sound. She was so excited that she suddenly realized that she had been here for a year.

It means leaving that world, leaving the 21st century, and leaving Leng Yan for a year. This year she tried not to think about everything in that world, and tried not to think of him as much as possible. She threw him in a corner, a very deep corner.

On this day, Yuqing sat on the bed with a small body. She looked at the little mother sitting next to her embroidered. The little mother looked so beautiful, graceful, intimate, and natural.

She was brave and tried to shout "Mother" in a tender voice. The little mother was shocked, and the embroidery in her hand fell to the ground in shock. She turned her head suddenly and hugged Yuqing, her beautiful face cried happily.

Yuqing was moved and tried to shout a few more times. The little mother agreed, and she hugged Yuqing's shoulders kept shaking.

The little mother looked at Yuqing with a gentle look and a caring face, and she burst into tears. Tears fell silently and hit Yuqing's little face at this time. Yuqing's white and tender little face felt hot.

Alas! Yuqing sighed, but she didn't expect that a few words would cause trouble for her mother. Don't cry! She was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, so she hurriedly reached out to wipe her tears with her little hand.

She is the one who doesn't look down on others crying, especially such a beautiful beauty. It's not right! Why do you wipe more and more? She hurriedly turned to look at Ping'er, and Ping'er also cried.

At this time, Lan Ziyun also pushed the door open and came in. She was stunned when she saw the situation inside the house, and stood there stupidly. She looked at the people in the house with confusion.

When the little mother saw Lan Ziyun, she quickly turned her head to wipe her tears. Ping'er stopped crying and quickly brought a chair over for Lan Ziyun to sit on.

After Lan Ziyun asked about the situation, he quickly comforted his mother. Ping'er also said: "Princess, you have to take care of yourself! You have a little master! The little master is so obedient. If you cry, you will cry."

"Yes! Yuxuan, you have to take care of yourself! Yu'er is really not like a child! I have never seen someone who feels so sorry for others at such a young age. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Yu'er..." Lan Ziyun's warm voice was still like the warm wind in April, blew softly through people's hearts. No matter how comfortable you hear it, your mother is no exception.hf();
Chapter completed!