When Su Shiwen just reached out, Su Wanrong's brows frowned.

The two of them are silly here. Su Shiwen can't stand Su Wanrong. Su Wanrong has no choice but to like this half-brother and a legitimate sister who has had various festivals with her.

In fact, according to Su Wanrong's current identity, the Empress, who is the mother of the world, looked over the entire imperial garden. Even those first-rank officials and wives were afraid of her Empress's identity. Don't mention that she was just a concubine in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Su Wanrong was not afraid of Su Shiwen, but she felt that Su Shiwen's self-inflicted appearance was quite childish and even ridiculous.

But as Su Shiwen was talking, she wanted to hug her Xiao Xier.

I didn't want her to touch her girl, but in front of so many people just now, this person shouted affectionately, and she responded.

Although Su Wanrong was the queen, she was indeed a girl from the Grand Tutor's Mansion before she left the house. Her sister-in-law wanted to hold her daughter. If she insisted on not giving her, it would be impossible for people to feel petty.

Just hug me. There are so many people present on the left and right, just keep a close eye on them.

Su Shiwen lost her face because of this soft and harmless Xiao Xier. She felt a little excited and was not convinced.

A baby who has just been fully termed, and it was only by her unfamiliar mother that she developed this unpleasant temperament. But she didn't believe it anymore. Such a small baby, can she just hold it and beat her and scold her to resist? Even her mother should give her some face, after all, she is the future prime minister's wife.

But how could things go so smoothly?

As soon as his hand touched a corner of the cradle, Xiao Xier suddenly opened her watery eyes as if she was frightened by something huge.

Then the mist slowly condensed, and the pink little mouth opened. Under the astonished gaze of everyone, he cried so hard that he was so angry.

Su Shiwen was stunned. After reacting, her face tightened and her face turned darker.

As for Su Wanrong, seeing her delicate and soft girl, she was so angry that she was crying that she was so aggrieved that she was so aggrieved that she was red. She felt so distressed for a moment that she didn't need Yan Qing anymore. She hugged Xiao Xier in her arms and patted her in a gentle voice.

Speaking of which, such a thing is very weird, but it is not the first time.

Last time when Yue Niang approached, Xiao Xier cried as if she had bumped into something, which was exactly the same as the current situation.

Although the girl is young, she is full of energy in her little brain. She can tell whoever she likes or doesn’t like.

Su Wanrong was naturally a little busy at the beginning, slapped and coaxed her, and she wanted to take out her heart and coax her. She wanted to take out her heart and coax her to stop crying.

But it was really strange. The girl who was crying with a little voice that was almost broken, immediately stopped crying as soon as she was brought into Su Wanrong's arms. She nestled in her mother's fragrant soft arms, her fleshy little hands grabbed the collar, blinked her clear and tender eyes, and stared at Su Wanrong curiously.

It seemed that the baby who made the sound of crying in the mountains and rivers was not like her at all. The little guy raised his head and looked innocent on his face.

Seeing this, Su Wanrong breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little funny in her heart.

Xiao Xier is tender and delicate. Because she is well-raised, her small body is tender and tender, which is much more round and moist than ordinary children. She looks like white steamed buns with dough. She is snow-white, and she looks like tender tofu soaked in water.

The best thing to look at is these clear and bright big eyes, big, round, and black. They are 70% or eighty-eight times similar to Su Wanrong when she was a child. But these eyes are clear and bright, and they stare at her without a moment of opening up. Where is there a drop of tears inside?

It was clean and I couldn't hold it out after holding it in for a long time. It was very imposing, as if I was deliberately pretending to cry for adults to see.

Su Wanrong thought about it again and felt it was unlikely.

How old is Xiao Xier? How could she have such thoughts? It's just a coincidence.

"They are not next to you or touching you. You little guy, so why are you crying?"

The thin white fingertips rubbed the little thing's smooth pink cheeks, and Su Wanrong held the corners of her lips, with a gentle expression. She looked down at the little man in her arms and asked with a smile.

Xiao Xier naturally couldn't answer Su Wanrong, but just opened her eyes wide and looked at her mother motionlessly.

My mother is beautiful, with a gentle smile and a gentle voice. Xiao Xier likes it very much. When Su Wanrong gently strokes her little face, the little guy grinned, his little brows relaxed, and he giggled.

Xiao Xier's crying voice not only made Su Wanrong nervous for a while, but Yan Qing and the other girls were also worried and stretched their necks into the empress's arms. They cried so much that they looked like they were just now, for fear that the little princess would touch, rub, or feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that nothing happened now, the little guy was lying in the empress's arms, smiling like a small Buddha statue, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As for those present, only Su Shiwen was left. She stood there in an awkward position from beginning to end, looking at this side with a cold look. She was so ugly on her face.
Chapter completed!