The stunning husband has transformed

Chapter 88

And seeing this pink and jade-carved boy jump out of the carriage first, stand at the handle of the carriage, and stretch out his hand towards the carriage: "Lady..."

When the crisp voice sounded, no one heard it as 'lady', but they all heard it as 'mother', it was only due to the child's inaccurate pronunciation.

Ever since, everyone held their breath again, all wanting to see how such an alluring boy's mother would turn out to be such an alluring beauty.

I saw a transparent and slender plain hand of white jade slowly resting on the back of the boy's small hand, a small half of the jade lotus-like wrist was slightly exposed from the sleeve.

nice……

In addition to beauty, it is still beautiful...

This small half of the wrist and that slender white jade-like hand alone have already made people intoxicated.

All around, there was silence.

Perhaps, for an unknown thing, everyone is more able to use their imagination.

Then, a beautiful figure slowly came out of the carriage.

Wearing a light blue tulle dress, without any excessive decoration, it is simple but reveals a kind of elegance and refinement.

Everyone eagerly looked at her face, wanting to see how charming and beautiful this Qingcheng boy's mother is.

However, it is a pity that only a pair of eyes that are as quiet and distant as a green lake can be seen, and the remaining half of the face is covered by a light veil.

But even so, it was already intoxicating.

With such cold and beautiful eyes, such snow-like skin, and such a slender and well-proportioned figure, this woman is definitely looking like a fairy.

And at this moment, Han Zaiyi, the third prince of Yan Han who came down from the Tianxing Tower, happened to witness this scene, his face was full of admiration.

Dressed in brocade clothes, with handsome facial features.

Yan Han's third prince, even has a nickname, Merry Young Master.

Pink is my favorite.

Seeing Feng Beibei's stunning beauty, how could he not be tempted?

"This girl, dare to ask Fang's name?" She was proactive and direct, without any shyness.

Feng Beibei glanced over coldly, her quiet eyes were like a deep sea, without waves, she was not interested in this kind of self-proclaimed flamboyant young man.

And Nangong Qingyue cast a cold glance at Han Zaiyi: "This is my wife, can you just ask her name?"

While speaking, Nangong Qingyue rolled her phoenix eyes, narrowed her eyes slightly, and a lazy but sharp light swept straight towards Han Zaiyi, and she took her own wife's hand in her palm.

"Your wife?" Han Zaiyi had doubts on his face.

His gaze was fixed on Nangong Qingyue.

"Is there a problem?" Nangong Qingyue asked coldly.

Feng Beibei just looked at everything indifferently, and didn't bother to speak. Anyway, with her little husband as the leader, she didn't bother to pay attention to these things.

Han Zaiyi didn't seem to understand the situation yet, smiled lightly, stretched out his hand, and was about to touch Nangong Qingyue's head, and said, "Little friend, is this your mother?"

Everyone in Yan Qin Kingdom knew Nangong Qingyue, but in Yan South Korea, few people knew about it. After all, this kind of thing is not glorious, so naturally they would not deliberately publicize it.

Therefore, when Han Zaiyi saw Nangong Qingyue's appearance, he couldn't think of it as a young man at all.

"Try it with your hands!" Nangong Qingyue's face was ashen, staring straight at Han Zaiyi's hand that was about to fall on his head.

In front of his wife, he can be a child.

But for outsiders, Hugh treats him like a kid.

(End of this chapter)