My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 1: Seventieth

　　 Wei Ziqin grabbed her little hand wherever he would let it go, and wiped tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "My boy, I asked you Master Jiang. It was very early to leave school yesterday, and the other students arrived home early. Where are you going? Up?"

　　 Qiao Mu had already thought about his excuses on the road back to Shi, and adapted the devil's and her group's incident, only to say that he was caught after school and was almost abducted. Fortunately, he met a young knight who rescued him. Fei It took some twists and turns to be able to come back.

　　 About this matter, Wei Ziqin sounded extremely dangerous, so he hurriedly hugged his own child, and kept talking about God's blessing with a pale expression on his face.

　　 Qiaomu comforted her a few words, and the door panel was slapped "boom".

　　 Wei Ziqin hesitated, then he took Qiao Mu's little hand and said, "Your father, he brought people from outside the village to find you for one night. In fact, he does not care about you."

　　 Qiao Mu gave a faint hum. Wei Ziqin looked at her daughter's cold face and couldn't help sighing.

　　 She also noticed that Qiao Qiao has treated her dad in the past few days without being too cold or indifferent, even dad can't even scream.

　　 Since Xu Jiao came and took Qiao Qiao to the inn to apologize to Miss Liu, Qiao Qiao almost didn't even look at her father. Although the child didn't say anything, he must have been hurt by his father. .

　　 "Jojo, are you blaming your father?"

　　"Boom boom boom boom boom boom." The sound of the door flapping vigorously interrupted Wei Ziqin's words.

　　 Wei Ziqin glanced at the door nervously, "Qiao Qiao, you... don't say anything when you go out for a while, just come and deal with it."

　　Looking at the old lady's posture, today it seems that I don’t want to say that she will not let them go.

　　 "Mother." Qiao Mu calmly looked at his mother, her dark eyes were so translucent, and Wei Ziqin could see her reflection in her daughter's clear eyes.

　　 "I have been having a strange dream every day for the past few days." Qiao Mu's tone was quite gentle and gentle, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and said indifferently, "I dreamed that my sister was given away. Go to a rich family, but no one of them really takes her as a human being. They beat her every day, scolded her and enslaved her. By the time she was twelve years old, her sister was dead. She was swept out like a pile of rubbish, without clothes. She lay unconsciously under the heavy rain. Because in their eyes, she was just rubbish, and it was nothing to be a pity to die if she died."

　　 Wei Ziqin's pupils contracted in horror, and he slammed forward to cover his daughter's mouth, shook his head vigorously, and said, "No, Qiaoqiao, how could you have such a terrible dream? This is a dream. , This is just a dream! My mother has decided that no one can take Xiao Lin'er away from us. My mother has decided, that no one can take my child away from my mother. Even your grandmother can’t replace my mother. Decide."

　　 Qiao Mu reached out and pulled his mother's palm, tugging at the corner of his mouth, trying to show a stiff smile, "I think so too, mother. No one can pretend to decide the fate of Xiao Lin'er. Her life, I will be responsible to the end. Mother, this time, I’ll switch to Joe Joe to protect you."

　　Wei Ziqin had already burst into tears. She didn't know why she was crying, but she only felt uncomfortable with the depression in her chest, and her tears flowed uncontrollably.

　　 She is a mother. She cannot be weak. If she retreats, her young daughter will have no retreat. Wei Ziqin held Qiao Mu's hand, squeezed it firmly, stood up firmly with a face, and opened the door sloppily.