"Youyou, why are you here?"

The man in white clothes walked over calmly.

"Hehe, Youyou want to find the prince to play."

Qiao Jinyou immediately withdrew her cold expression and changed into a lazy expression.

"Fun? Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day, and my mother-in-law will send someone to pick you up soon."

Mo Yuxiao raised his eyebrows lightly and stretched out his hand to lift the hair on her forehead.

"What? Prince, you don't want to play with me?"

Qiao Jinyou became a little injured. She really wanted to have a Chinese Valentine's Day...

"Youyouguai, I want to train soldiers and prepare to lead troops to the border."

Mo Yuxiao felt sorry for her tears that had not yet fallen, and reached out to hug her into her arms.

"War? Prince, are you going to go to war again?"

Qiao Jinyou tightly grabbed Mo Yuxiao's clothes, afraid that he would lead his troops to fight the next moment.

"Well, Youyou, remember to stay in the mansion and not meet Mo Qingye."

Mo Yuxiao grabbed her shoulder and said juicyly.

What he was worried about was not that Qiao Jinyou ran out to play secretly, but that Qiao Jinyou and Mo Qingye ran away.

"Why do I meet him if I have nothing to do?"

Qiao Jinyou felt a little strange. If it were the former Qiao Jinyou, he would have gone to meet Mo Qingye without saying a word, but she was not the ancient Qiao Jinyou...

"Well, it's good to have Youyou's words. Even if you have something to do, you can't find him!"

Mo Yuxiao said coldly, and he felt unhappy whenever he thought of Mo Qingye’s feelings for her.

"Oh, I know, Prince, you really won't go back to my parents' home with me?"

Qiao Jinyou nodded, her black eyes flashing with tears.

On the rare Chinese Valentine's Day, she would never give up anything!

"Well, I won't go back. When I come back from the war, I will definitely make up for the Chinese Valentine's Day for you."

Mo Yuxiao rubbed her head, bowed her straight waist slightly, and her chin pressed against her neck.

"Oh, forget it, let's talk about it next Chinese Valentine's Day."

Qiao Jinyou sighed deeply.

Her husband is a god of war and she cannot destroy his reputation.

"Yeah, sorry."

Mo Yuxiao's words were filled with a hint of apology.

"No need to be sorry, I know the prince is the God of War."

A faint loss was hidden in the deepest part of the black eyes, and Qiao Jin returned and picked up Mo Yuxiao.

"long……"

In the end, Mrs. Qiao sent someone to pick Qiao Jinyou up.

"Princess, I'm very reluctant to leave?"

Nianshuang, who was sitting at the end of the carriage, smiled secretly.

"Yes, yes, I'm very reluctant to leave."

Qiao Jinyou echoed, stretching out her chin, and the light in her black eyes gradually became dimmed.

"Don't talk to the sad princess."

Chuxia's push to Nianshuang seems to be a reminder, but it is actually teasing Qiao Jinyou.

"What are you saying in Chuxia? I'm not sad!"

Qiao Jinyou curled her lips, dissatisfied with Chu Xia’s statement.

"I'm still saying no, Qian Ning, do you have a mirror? Take it out and take it for the princess to take a look."

Chu Xia covered her mouth, was she joking, and her big eyes flashed with a few hooligan-like lights from time to time?

"Well, it's a pity, I don't have a mirror."

Qian Ning held Xiaobai who was sleeping in one hand and shook his head unfortunately.

"Do you need a mirror? Isn't it better to just look at my beautiful big eyes?"

Nians waved her hands, she had already solved it.

"Well? Nian Shuang is right. Although he is a little narcissistic, he has some truth in his words."

Qian Ning nodded in agreement, and she could ignore Nian Shuang's narcissism.

"Yeah, come on, the princess looks at Nian Shuang's big eyes."

Chu Xia pulled Nian Shuang over and placed her in front of Qiao Jinyou.

"I can die if you don't tease me!"

Qiao Jinyou punched Nian on the shoulder with a punch.

"Oh, am I still being shot while lying down?"

Nian Shuang's big eyes were covered with tears, and she screamed while covering her shoulders that were being beaten.

"Where is it that you are shot while lying down? You are obviously shot while sitting."

Qian Ning said with a poisonous tongue, gently holding Xiaobai in his arms to ensure that it will not fall.

The word "being shot" was taught by the princess. They remembered it all the time when they thought it was interesting.

"Qian Ning, you have no conscience!! Chuxia, you will not save me when I die!"

Nian Shuang shouted in pain, "The princess is too ruthless."

"Does it take you conscience?"

Qiao Jinyou reached out and patted her head, raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Princess, you don't love me anymore?"

Nian Shuang blinked her big eyes and said with a very sad heart.

"It's good that I love the prince, why do I love you?"

Qiao Jinyou curled her lips and opened her eyes lightly.

"Princess, did you hear it? My heart is broken."

Nianshuang's painful hand covering her shoulders changed to a heart.

"puff!!"

"cough!!"

In early summer, Qian Ningfan laughed when he heard Nian Shuang's words.

"Nian Shuang, don't be heard by the prince."

Qiao Jinyou held back her laughter and said seriously as she stood up on the floor.

"Why?"

Nian Shuang stopped making a fuss and asked curiously in blinking.

Why do you want to pull the prince around?

"Nianshuang, the prince's jealousy is so big."

In early summer, Qian Ning answered together.

A fatal blow fell to Nian Shuang's heart.

"Uh, um, the prince probably didn't hear it, right?"

Nianshuang opened the curtain with fear with both hands and looked carefully at everything outside the carriage.

"Ha ha--!!"

The three of them laughed, it was so fun.

Chuxia and Qian Ning looked at each other behind him, then nodded and reached out to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, and finally finished what the prince had handed to them.

"Fortunately the prince is not here."

Nianshuang, who should be the most important thing to wipe sweat, raised her sleeves and wiped it.

"The prince has no time to accompany you!"

Qiao Jinyou said in slander that the prince is the one who needs to accompany her, Qiao Jinyou.
To be continued...