After being forced to marry by her stepmother, Koi's lovely wife prospers the whole family

Mianmian listened, quickly came back to his senses and rolled over from the bed, strode to the door, and while getting dressed, he opened the door and walked out, "Mama, what's wrong?"

The guest room leaned against the courtyard.

The old lady pointed to the old hen in the yard and said, "I have been raising this chicken for five or six years, and at most it lays one egg a day or two days, and lo and behold, it gave birth to three in one night last night."

Mianmian followed the direction she pointed, and sure enough, there were three eggs in the chicken coop.

She breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there were only three eggs, otherwise there would be no more than that.

Mianmian smiled: "Mama, this is a good thing, you won't have to worry about eating eggs in the future."

The old lady didn't seem to care about this, and after recovering from her surprise, she directly picked up three eggs and said, "Coincidentally, I can also make breakfast for the two of you."

Mianmian persuaded: "Mama, let's just eat some buns, no need to boil eggs." The

old lady shook her head, "That's not good, you are guests, no matter how poor our family is, we can't snub you."

Mianmian still wanted to persuade again, but the old lady bent down and turned around and went to the stove room.

Mianmian stood in the courtyard, looked up at the dilapidated house, rolled his eyes, and smiled at Qing'er who was coming out of the house: "Brother Qing'er, should we write a letter to my father and mother, and then stay here for a few more days?" Qing'er was

overjoyed, if he returned to Beijing, he wouldn't be able to be with Mianmian every day like this, "It's okay, I'll write a letter to Aunt Bang Chun."

Qing'er's letter was delivered to Du Bangchun three days later.

Du Bangchun took it in his hand and looked at it, "I'm afraid these two children are playful again."

Zhou Ruiyuan came over and said: "Where are they playful, they just feel more comfortable outside."

As an old father, Zhou Ruiyuan became more and more displeased with this little Qing'er who was worried about his daughter.

Du Bangchun saw his displeasure and asked in a low voice: "Are you afraid that your daughter will go to Beidi?"

Zhou Ruiyuan was guessed and nodded, "Mianmian grew up in the palm of our hands since she was a child, of course I am reluctant to marry her so far, at the beginning, Mrs. Wu has always wanted to marry us, and it is not because of this that we have always shirked and not agreed."

Du Bangchun showed a smile in his eyes, "Didn't Xiao Qing'er say that he was willing to stay for Mianmian?"

Zhou Ruiyuan said with a straight face: "Then Wei Xun and Wu Niangzi can agree? Xiao Qing'er is their crown prince now."

Du Bangchun thought about it, walked to the window, looked at the flowers and plants outside the window, and turned back and said, "What's so difficult about it, don't be this prince." "

Xiao Qing'er has never liked to be a prince, the reason why he is so diligent and hard-working, firstly, is for his mother, and secondly, for the day when he can match Mianmian.

Du Bangchun continued: "Doesn't Qing'er still have a younger brother? I think he should have thought about giving up this position to his younger brother a long time ago.

Zhou Ruiyuan pondered after hearing this.

Du Bangchun was right, Xiao Qing'er had already proposed to her father and queen mother to give up the crown prince before coming to Xuanyue Kingdom this time, but Wei Xun and Wu Niangzi did not agree.

Qing'er is their eldest son, and he has suffered a lot with them, so they like him more.

But they were afraid that Qing'er would complain about them, so they agreed to let him come to Xuanyue Country to see if he could have a chance to bring Mianmian back.

In fact, their youngest son is also very good, and the relationship with his brother is also very deep, and he is more ambitious.

Du Bangchun slowly walked into the house, and began to have an idea in his head.

That night, in Beidi, Wu Niangzi hadn't slept for several days because of Qing'er's affairs, "I don't know how he is over there?" Bang Chun is afraid that he will not agree to let Mianmian come to Beidi.

Wei Xun's face was dark, "Wait a little longer, if Ruiyuan and they don't want to, let's find another crown princess for Xiao Qing'er."

Wu Niangzi raised her head, "That's not good, I like Mianmian, and your son also likes Mianmian."

Wei Xun hurriedly comforted her and said, "I'm not afraid that Ruiyuan and they won't agree?"

Wu Niangzi said with a straight face: "Bang Chun, they have always liked Xiao Qing'er, why don't you let Yun'er be the prince."

Wei Xun shook his head, "No, Qing'er is the most suitable person, I'll think of a way."

Mrs. Wu sighed and did not speak again.

Wei Xun strode out of her room.

That night, the two lost sleep again.

But it was very strange that they suddenly had a dream when they were in a daze.

I dreamed that Xiao Qing'er died tragically on the dragon chair.

It scared the two of them out of the way.

The two sat up together, sweating coldly, "Ah Xun, we are still..."

Before Wu Niangzi finished speaking, Wei Xun immediately said: "I'll go find someone to calculate it tomorrow." The

next day, the two came to the temple early in the morning and found a master to interpret their dreams.

The master calculated and said, "Your Majesty, this dream is a big murderer.

Wei Xun immediately became anxious, "What is a big murderer, why is a good person a big murderer?!"

The master touched his beard and said slowly: "You listen to me slowly."

Wu Niangzi hurriedly pulled Wei Xun and asked him to listen to the master quietly.