"Guoguo, it's just a dream. Things in dreams aren't real." Princess Consort Luling pulled her into her arms.
Li Jing blinked, "Guoguo, what is this Qian Hong Lou?"
Guoguo glanced at him without speaking.
"What Qian Hong Lou?" Li Yuzhu walked to the door and happened to hear this, she asked, puzzled.
Princess Consort Luling said, "We don't understand either. Your elder brother was scolding the children, reminding them not to run around and be careful not to encounter bad people again. Suddenly, Guoguo said this, claiming it was from a dream. What this child says, she becomes more articulate, even better than Jingjing."
"Qian Hong Lou..." Li Xingmao muttered these three words, looking at Guoguo with suspicion.
Is his daughter really only one and a half years old?
Can she speak such complex words?
Guoguo suddenly said this, interrupting Li Xingmao's train of thought, and he forgot to scold the children.
