The tyrant's daughter is three and a half years old: the whole family is a big villain

Chapter 106 Master’s illegitimate son? (1st update)

Hang Zongzhi thought, how could things become like this?

Today, as soon as he unfolded the chessboard and prepared to play chess with himself, a servant from the Imperial Prefect's Office hurried over and said that the Ninth Princess had sent someone to deliver a message.

Maybe he shouldn't have listened at that time, after all, the little guy definitely didn't have anything good to do with him.

But he still couldn't bear it and hurried into the palace to see the villain. Under the superb acting skills of a certain little guy, he felt soft and took her out.

Shu Garden.

Together with Changchun Tower, it is known as the two famous towers in Beijing. Unlike Changchun Tower, the decoration of Shuyuan is very elegant. From the outside, it looks more like an elegant teahouse.

Of course, it would be more convincing if we ignored the harpist playing the harp on the central stage on the first floor and the male prostitutes dancing to the music.

Hang Zongzhi lowered his eyes and looked at the villain who was almost leaning out. If Jing Yi hadn't been supporting him, he would have fallen from the second floor. He was really a nymphomaniac.

"Does it look good?"

Hang Zongzhi's voice was a little cold, and his cold breath was mixed with a hint of gloom.

Su Jiu sucked the corner of her mouth and nodded subconsciously, "It looks good."

The little brother and the little sister are both very good-looking, and they dance better than the ladies at the palace banquet.

The arms around my waist are a little tighter.

Su Jiu tilted her head and looked at Jing Yi, who was silent, "Brother Jing Yi, you also think the boys downstairs are good-looking, right?"

For the first time, a hint of darkness appeared in Jing Yi's paint-dotted eyes, but when he met the villain's apricot eyes pleading for approval, they all receded.

"Um."

The villain who received the approval immediately raised his head and looked at Hang Zongzhi.

"Brother Hang, look, brother Jingyi feels the same way."

Hang Zongzhi couldn't help but glance at Jing Yi, his eyes narrowed slightly, and it came again. That familiar feeling made him even want to kneel down...

Hang Zongzhi's eyes fell on Jing Yi's hand holding the villain. The young man's hand was slender and slender, but it had an abnormal white color, as if it was coated with white powder. Even the veins on the back of the hand were covered up by this white color, making them look white.

Bloodless.

The young man held the villain's waist and placed his palm against her belly, which was a protective and possessive gesture.

As if aware of Hang Zongzhi's scrutiny, Jing Yi raised his eyes and met him directly with his dark eyes.

It was dark, gloomy, without the slightest emotion, as if it was looking at him, but also as if it didn't bother to look at him at all, without sadness or joy, as if it was looking at an insignificant object.

But it made Hang Zongzhi's body and even his soul shiver subconsciously.

When Hang Zongzhi was shocked and broke into a cold sweat and came to his senses, he looked into the villain's doubtful apricot eyes.

Only then did Hang Zongzhi realize that his posture seemed wrong. He was sitting on the chair just now, but now he was kneeling in front of Su Jiu. No, to be precise, he was kneeling in front of Jing Yi.

Hang Zongzhi:......

Sure enough, you shouldn't go out today.

Su Jiu blinked and moved her lips, "Brother Hang..."

"Hmm." Hang Zongzhi supported his body and was about to get up.

Su Jiu: "The New Year has passed." There is no need to give this big gift.

Hang Zong's hand softened and he almost fell down again. He subconsciously glanced at Jing Yi who was expressionless on the side, and his doubts became even worse. Who is this Jing Yi...?

The performance downstairs had temporarily come to an end. Su Jiu twisted her body, glanced at Jing Yi beside her, and whispered: "Brother Jing Yi, Jiu'er wants to go to the hut."

Jing Yi's dark eyes were glazed for a moment, as if he couldn't move. It wasn't until the villain repeated it again that he came back to his senses.

"Jingyi takes the princess."

Su Jiu nodded and hugged Jing Yi's neck obediently.

Hang Zongzhi himself is also a martial arts practitioner, and since the villain was sitting nearby, he naturally heard the villain's embarrassed voice, glanced at the villain, and then turned his attention to Jing Yi.

The young man is tall and tall, but he looks about ten years old. When he doesn't speak, he seems transparent, but once you notice him, it is difficult to ignore him.

He had only experienced the pressure just now from one person since childhood. Could it be that this Jing Yi... was his master's illegitimate son?

Apart from this possibility, Hang Zongzhi can't think of any other possibility. Could it be that he is really his master?

Hang Zongzhi lay on his side on the soft couch, and the singing and dancing on the first floor sounded again. He changed his position expressionlessly and put this outrageous conjecture behind him.

**

Qinzheng Hall.

Dealing with government affairs in the past few days has made Su Yijun's eyes darker.

"Brother Imperial, why don't we come here today?"

Su Xuanyan's gentle face showed a hint of worry.

Su Yijun waved his hand, and a cold light appeared in his narrow eyes, "The fox's tail hasn't been exposed yet, how can I be willing to rest."

Su Xuanyan shook his folding fan and knew his temper, so he stopped trying to persuade him.

Suddenly there was a breath of air in the hall.

Su Xuanyan's eyebrows were frivolous, and his gaze fell accurately on the corner.

"Say it."

Su Yijun spoke out.

"Back to Your Majesty, the young Imperial Master has brought the Ninth Princess out of the palace."

A hoarse voice came from the corner.

Before Su Yijun could say anything, Su Xuanyan became jealous first and shook the folding fan again, "When did the little girl play so well with that boy?"

"Ninth Princess..." As if he thought of something, the voice in the corner paused, carefully looked at Su Yijun's face, and then said, "I went to the Shu Garden with the young master."

‘Crack!’

The cinnabar pen in Su Yijun's hand was killed again.

Su Xuanyan also stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly, "I didn't expect that boy to be so good at it."

Although there was a smile in the words, there was a bit of gritted teeth.

This time, Su Yijun didn't even need to speak. Su Xuanyan looked at the corner and asked, "Do you know why that little girl wants to go to Shu Garden?"

First there is Changchun Tower and then Shu Garden. The little brain is really thinking about it.

"The Ninth Princess said that she wanted to find a little daddy for Mrs. Zhen."

The secret guard said the words in one breath as if he were dead.

Qinzheng Hall suddenly became extremely quiet.

Su Xuanyan put away the folding fan and tapped his palms one after another. The smile on his gentle face finally disappeared and became a bit gloomy. He looked very similar to Su Yijun.

The aura around Su Yijun was extremely cold, and the bright red cinnabar on the cinnabar pen stained his palms, making it as red as blood.

"Brother Emperor, it seems that you got it out of hand this time."

After a long time, a smile appeared on Su Xuanyan's face again, but this smile looked a little more bitter.

Su Yijun glanced at him lightly, threw away the pen, took the silk handkerchief handed over by the secret guard, and slowly wiped his hands. After wiping his hands clean, Su Yijun turned to look at the corner.

"Protect the princess."

His tone was calm and flat, completely inconsistent with the violent and cold aura around him.

(End of chapter)