Chapter 1263 Building a City 12

Mrs. Qin took another look at the portrait hanging in the corner and sighed softly.

With a pair of beautiful eyes mixed with very complicated emotions, she slowly walked to the portrait.

"Husband, tell the truth. Do you like this kid Yan Tao?"

Qin Zheng snorted softly, "I hate anyone related to that bastard Qilinzi!"

Mrs. Qin glanced at him speechlessly.

Qin Zheng walked over slowly and put his arm around Mrs. Qin's shoulders, "Okay, okay, I've seen it, let's go?"

Mrs. Qin followed Qin Zheng and climbed to the ground. The two of them were sneaking around like thieves. They walked out for a long distance before they dared to stand up straight.

On the way, Mrs. Qin was silent for a long time.

Gently grabbing Qin Zheng's hand, "Xiao Zong, will you blame me..."

Qin Zhengyun smiled lightly and said, "He knows that you are doing it for his own good. But you just don't use your brain well."

"My son won't blame..."

Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Qin jumped up angrily, and without caring about her own demeanor and imagination, she strangled Qin Zheng by the neck, "Qin Zheng!! You have no brain! I think you want to die!"

Mrs. Qin was completely obsessed with Qin Zheng and had no intention of holding back.

Qin Zheng's temples were beating wildly, "I was wrong..."

Mrs. Qin snorted coldly.

"Since you knew this earlier, why didn't you remind me?!"

"I think you did it on purpose!"

Mrs. Qin let go of her hand angrily, feeling very unfair.

"I'm very unhappy. I don't want to see you these days. You happen to be busy and can stay in the military area for two days."

With that said, Mrs. Qin walked away with big steps.

Qin Zheng...

He touched his nose with an innocent expression: Was I shot while I was lying down?

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Star field, Canglan galaxy.

The silver-white aircraft arrived at the Marshal's Mansion in an instant.

Xuan Ming had already led people to wait at the door.

Seeing the silver-white aircraft from a distance, the smile on Xuan Ming's face almost overflowed.

As bright as a sunflower.

The soldiers behind looked at Lord Xuanming.

Communicate with each other with eyes.

Soldier A: Mr. Xuanming must want the head of the family to grant him a holiday again.

Soldier B: In all these years, I have never seen Master Xuanming’s vacation actually approved.

Although there are times when I go out for a walk.

But that also comes with a mission.

Soldier A pursed his lips: You see, Master Xuanming is so happy, he must have won the promise of the family head again.

Soldier B shook his head silently: This is not the case.

Went to greet him happily.

Devastated, he went back.

According to the Patriarch's behavior, Master Xuanming is so stupid, it is impossible for him to be able to fight against the Patriarch!

Soldier C tilted his head: What's more, Master Yun Kuo is still on the side of the family head.

The soldiers finally looked at Lord Xuanming who was so happy that he was about to fly up, and all shook their heads.

Poor Master Xuanming...

The aircraft slowly landed in front of the Marshal's Mansion.

Xuan Ming walked over quickly and said with a smile on his face, "Master, are you back?"

The young man walked down with a pale face and glanced at him coolly, "What are you doing blocking the gate?"

So much so that she had to stop at the gate.

Xuan Ming was slightly stunned.

This accusation came unexpectedly.

Behind Yan Tao, Yuan Jing came down in a very embarrassed state, with flower petals and various gifts attached to her body.

That little face is three points paler than the marshal's.

Xuan Ming opened his mouth slightly, "Yuan Adjutant, have you walked through that glorious avenue?"