"Zhouzhou.

Aunt Zhou called softly, since the emperor took her daughter away, she had not slept well for a night, and her face was much haggard.

Xiao Zhouzhou is the same every day, and now he can stand up with something, and when he heard the call of his mother, he almost fell down when he let go of his hand.

Aunt Zhou hurriedly helped her up, her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse, "My mother is back, my mother is back."

Xiao Zhouzhou hugged Aunt Zhou, grabbed with her little hands, and her face was full of smiles.

Xiao Mianmian came out of the house, and called while smiling: "Grandmother~Grandmother~

" Aunt Zhou hugged Zhouzhou, led Xiao Mianmian, and smiled, "

Our family has grown up a lot."

Xiao Mianmian raised her head and smiled, "My mother said that I can eat and sleep, and I will grow into a big girl in a few years."

Aunt Zhou was amused by the way she spoke, her little fleshy face, every time she spoke, she could show a small dimple, even if she was ruthless, looking at her, she felt warm in her heart.

It's the same as Bang Chun at the beginning.

Du Bangchun walked slowly and whispered to Xiao Mianmian: "Mianmian, you forgot, my mother told you, in the future, you have to call your grandmother to be called the princess, and your grandfather to be called the emperor's uncle."

Xiao Mianmian nodded obediently.

Now that Aunt Zhou is the third princess, Du Bangchun explained to Xiao Mianmian like this in order not to fall into the wrong hands.

Aunt Zhou was a little stunned, and she also needed to take care of it for a while.

Du Bangchun summoned the palace maid to serve tea to Aunt Zhou, and stayed until noon, when the third prince came here to take Aunt Zhou to see the emperor.

Aunt Zhou held the handkerchief tightly, feeling apprehensive and hesitant.

Du Bangchun held her hand, and his eyes showed encouragement.

After Aunt Zhou saw it, her worried heart became calm, she and the emperor wanted to meet after all.

After that, the third prince took Aunt Zhou to the emperor's bedroom.

Now there are Zhou Ruiyuan's people inside and out, and they can walk into the hall without any fear.

The emperor heard footsteps and opened his eyes slightly.

The third prince walked to his bedside and saluted him respectfully: "The courtier heard that the imperial brother was seriously ill, so he specially brought the princess to visit the imperial brother. When

the emperor saw the royal brother who had snatched away his beloved woman, his heart was filled with anger, and he kicked his immobile leg and struggled to get up.

It's a pity that he is no longer able to vent his anger now, so he can only watch as the third prince holds Zhou Damian's hand and comes to him, "Brother Huang, this is the princess I married in Cheng'an County, surnamed Zhou, although she was born in a peasant family, she is gentle and virtuous, and she is a rare good woman." "

Woo! Woo!" the emperor struggled to cry out when he saw the queen he was thinking about, his eyes were red, and he was angry but powerless.

Aunt Zhou looked coldly at the father-killing enemy on the sickbed in front of her, and looked at her husband who had been married to her for more than ten years, and gradually had the freedom to get revenge.

Perhaps this is a punishment that is even more cruel than death.

She smiled.

The smile slashed through the Emperor's heart like a sharp blade, and he frowned as he protested his displeasure with his disastrous body.

There was still no remorse in the red eyes, more hatred.

The third prince grabbed Aunt Zhou's shoulders and said slowly to the emperor: "Brother Huang, don't worry, the younger brother will be in the palace these days, and he will take good care of you with the princess." "

Murder is punishing, but that's it.

The emperor's face was flushed and he was panting, his eyes widened, and his hands were clenched, as if he would be able to die in the next second.

Doctor Xu on the side hurriedly walked over and gave him an injection, "Your Majesty, don't be angry, be angry again, but you really want to die."

With a needle, the emperor's anger eased up, but his face was like pig's liver, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the third prince holding Zhou Damiang's hand, as if to say: "Let go! Don't let me go!"

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