lding her, hugging his waist with both hands, "Ajing, it was so dangerous, so dangerous. I almost fell, luckily you were there."Mo Yunjing twitched the corner of his mouth, but still pushed her away....Every time Feng Ming went out of the mansion and strolled around town, she would bring her gifts.

Over the past six months, An Xue Tang has long become accustomed to it.

And every time Feng Ming came back, she brought unusual and interesting things - things that He had never seen before.

Feng Ming, still holding An An, walked to the table and nudged it with her chin. "Open it and see," she said. need to remind you"However, Mo Yun Jing thought about these things and also considered that he understood one thing. The emperor did indeed deeply love his mother concubine, and unconditionally pampe...