Chapter 1138 Your Majesty washes her feet

  Lulu's eyebrows softened instantly.

  Looking at Xia with a smile, he had never noticed before, but today he has discovered some clues.

  In the past, the Xia family took a pair of sons and daughters with him, and always liked to wear dark gray or the color that was old, and he had the style of being the mistress of the house.

  Lulu understands.

  This is because she is afraid that outsiders will bully her. A woman can’t stand up and despise Jiang’s family.

  Now his brother Jiang Huaian is an extremely human minister, and he has entered the central palace again.

  My brother even has two sons and a daughter, and he is also pregnant.

  Niangqin is already a grandmother, but instead...

  Instead, the makeup has become a little younger.

  Lulu slightly curled his eyebrows, glanced at it without a trace, and the color of the clothes he was wearing became a lot brighter. And because Lulu often used aura to nourish her body secretly, this also made Xia much younger than ordinary ladies.

  At least ten years younger.

   "Mother, my daughter suddenly felt that it was indeed too hard for my brother to support the entire Jiang family alone. If possible, let Master Fang be a brother of the opposite sex, right?" Lulu smiled and looked at the Xia family.

  I saw Xia’s holding up a cup of tea in a little embarrassment, drinking the tea with her eyebrows down, but she couldn’t see her expression clearly.

  Lulu immediately said: "Speaking of which, my mother only gave birth to one son. If multiple Master Fang worships him, Master Fang will have to call you a **** mother in the future..."

   "Puff..."

  Xia’s sip of tea came out directly.

  The whole person's eyes widened, and his face was shocked.

  "This, this, this, isn't it?" Xia's words were all stammering in shock.

   "Master Fang Fang is a member of the First Grade of the Korean Middle School at any rate, and he is about the same age as me. He can talk to Huai'an, and there is no need to bow." Xia's hand trembled, and the water in the tea cup swayed out.

  Piansheng didn't even notice it by herself.

  Lulu glanced, and said: "Since my mother feels bad, then forget it. My daughter is just pitiful, Master Fang, alone, a little pitiful."

   "Everyone in the Fang family is gone except Father Fang. The old man takes him in to prop up the Fang family door, but he doesn't want to leave him alone for a lifetime."

  Lulu sighed as he spoke, but he thought of Jiang Jiang.

   Both mother and daughter were a little absent-minded. When the palace gate was about to be closed at night, Xia got up to leave.

  At dinner, Lu Huaijiang pushed the affairs of the state and drove all the old officials out of the imperial study room.

  Go back to the Tibetan Deer Palace by himself.

  All the ministers sighed, since your majesty has a queen, he seems to be not very concerned about the affairs of the country.

   "Lulu, did the little guy bother you today?" Lu Huaijiang also took a detour to the Imperial Study Room and made some food for her himself.

  Lulu didn’t have much appetite for dinner, but I used a bowl to smell the scent.

  "It's only been more than two months, and I haven't been pregnant yet, where can I toss me." I don't know if it is because of pregnancy, she always feels warm in her belly.

   "That's fine." Lu Huaijiang personally waited on his queen to wash, and the palace people looked at each other and backed away.

   "Your Majesty actually washes her feet personally..."

  The whole palace knows that your majesty pet the queen, but it is still shocking to see the ninety-five supreme bend down to wash the feet of the empress.

  At night, Lulu lay on the dragon bed.

  I always felt like a fire in my belly, hot and hot, which made her feel more warm when she thought that her hands and feet were cold after she was stripped of her supernatural power.

  Bewildered, as if seeing a fire.

  It was hot, but it never burned her, but it brought her a little warmth.

  Nine heavens.

  Ziwei Emperor Qingsi flies, his face is serious.

  Mingming looks like an immortal, and under such majesty, I dare not let people have the slightest reverie.

  (End of this chapter)