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

Chapter 25 The Ninth Princess Is Sick

Su Lixun's forehead twitched, he took a deep breath, but still couldn't hold it back and gritted his teeth.

"Sujiu!"

"Arrived!" Su Jiu stood at attention.

The tips of Su Lixun's ears were red, but his face turned blue and white, his lips trembled for a long time, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Su Jingqin had rarely seen this lunatic looking so deflated, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was the kind of duck laugh that was unabashedly sarcastic.

Su Jiu also laughed.

Su Lixun looked at the two of them, pursed his lips, and looked squarely at the villain with his fox eyes for the first time, with an almost undetectable smile flashing across his eyes.

[Ding! Su Lixun’s blackening value is -5, current blackening value: 75.]

Not far away, another burst of cheers came from the martial arts training ground.

Su Jiu looked over curiously and saw a young eunuch presenting an exquisite box to Su Yunqing on horseback.

Amid the admiration and admiration of the crowd, Su Yunqing dismounted, took the box, walked through the crowd, and walked step by step in front of Su Jingyi who had been standing aside. He thrust the box into her hand, then turned around and showed no mercy.

to leave.

Su Jingyi was stunned for a moment, with an expression of unconcealable shock, and a trace of tears flashed in her eyes.

"laugh!"

Seeing this scene, Su Lixun snorted, "What an awkward brother and sister."

Another competition started in the crowd, and Su Lixun looked away without interest, looking down at the villain.

"Do you like rabbits?"

Su Jiu was stunned and nodded subconsciously.

"oh."

Su Lixun didn't say anything more, got on his horse and rode away.

Seeing him leaving, Su Jingqin also hugged Su Jiu, but this time she didn't mount her horse again.

The little eunuchs who were waiting not far away trotted over, holding their colts to plead guilty.

Su Jingqin looked at the very docile foal being held, a trace of suspicion flashed in her eyes, "Why did the foal suddenly lose control?"

The eunuch who tamed the horse hesitated and gave the answer that maybe the wild nature has not been completely tamed.

Su Jiu tilted her head and looked at the colt, and was slightly startled when she saw a look of grievance flashing through its eyes.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, Su Jingqin waved her hand, quite impatiently.

"Okay, let's get down."

The eunuch who tamed the horse barely escaped death and did not dare to stay. After thanking him, he took the colt and left. At that speed, if the colt had not restricted him, he would have disappeared long ago.

"Jiujiu, let's go. Fourth sister will take you back to the tent and have a good rest." Su Jingqin raised her hand to gather Su Jiu's cloak and carried her towards the tent.

"Uh-huh."

Su Jiu withdrew her gaze, heard the words, and responded softly. She had just been frightened, and her whole body was weak and she couldn't raise her energy. She buried her head in the shoulder of her fourth sister and slowly closed her eyes.

**

In the middle of the long stretch of white tents, there was a bright yellow tent, with more than three times the number of guards patrolling around it than an ordinary tent.

Su Yijun was wearing a black wide-sleeved python pattern robe, sitting in front of the case, holding a cinnabar pen in his slender fingers, correcting the memorial.

Zhou Fu opened the tent door and walked in with a cup of strong tea. He replaced the already cold tea on the table, raised his eyes and carefully looked at His Majesty, and said: "Your Majesty, the maid just came to report that the Ninth Princess has suffered.

I'm a little frightened and my body feels a little hot."

The cinnabar pen paused in the air, and the bright red ink dropped on the memorial, creating a cloud of red and blurring the writing on it.

Zhou Fu saw this and speculated: "Your Majesty, would you like to go and see the Ninth Princess? The Ninth Princess will definitely be very happy to see you."

Su Yijun's eyes narrowed slightly, he threw the cinnabar pen aside and glanced at Zhou Fu coldly.

"You are getting bolder and bolder."

Zhou Fu quickly knelt down and said, "This slave deserves to die."

Su Yijun was a little irritable. He took a sip of tea and put it heavily on the table. He said in a very impatient tone, "If you feel uncomfortable, go to the imperial doctor. What should you do with me?"

Zhou Fu trembled: "Yes."

His Majesty seems to be having trouble with the Ninth Princess these days, and it seems to be unilateral.

He was obviously very concerned and had to listen to reports every day. Every time he heard that the Ninth Princess was teasing a little palace maid, Zhou Fu would see that His Majesty's face turned a little blue again. After a while, he calmed down and smiled.

He scolded: "That little heartless one."

Just like now, I'm worried to death, but still don't look at it, a typical dead duck with a tough mouth.

However, Zhou Fu naturally did not dare to say these words. He glanced at Su Yijun again, turned around and retreated.

See Zhou Fu and exit.

Su Yijun picked up the pen again, opened another memorial, and read for a long time. He didn't read a word and frowned.

"This word is too ugly."

It's very eye-catching.

After reading several memorials in a row, Su Yijun was stunned and didn't approve any of them. He put down his pen impatiently and looked up at the tent door, "Zhou Fu!"

Zhou Fu came in hurriedly.

Su Yijun stopped talking again. His aura was cold, his narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, and he put his hands behind his back, "How is she?"

Zhou Fu was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and replied: "The imperial doctor has already checked it out. It's a disease caused by wind evil."

Su Yijun stopped talking again.

Zhou Fu looks at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose.

After a long time, Zhou Fu felt that his legs were numb when he stood, and heard his Majesty's extremely awkward voice.

"Then I'd better go see her."

"promise!"

Zhou Fu bowed and responded.

But I was thinking:

Sure enough, I couldn't help it.

**

Caiju stood guard in front of the tent, counting the ants in the ant nest at her feet. When she heard the footsteps, she subconsciously raised her head and met a pair of evil eyes.

Suddenly, he was frightened and fell to his knees on the ground with a thud.

"See Your Majesty!"

Su Yijun responded softly and walked straight into the tent.

Caiju stood up tremblingly, looked inside worriedly, then turned to look at Zhou Fu who was waiting at the door. Still unable to hold back, she said:

"Eunuch Zhou, your majesty... the ninth princess is weak. She was frightened just now, but she can't stand the fright anymore."

Zhou Fu peeked inside through the gap in the door curtain. His Majesty was so fierce and menacing that he almost took a knife to kill the enemy. He didn't look like he was here to visit a sick person. No wonder this little palace lady misunderstood him.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Fu didn't say anything, but just smiled at the little palace maid.

Caiju:……

Fear!

There was no maid waiting in the tent.

The little man was sleeping on the bed and seemed a little uneasy. His brows were slightly furrowed and his little face was pink and sickly red. He looked so pitiful.

Su Yijun stood by the bed and looked at it for a long time. Just as he was about to leave, a snow-white little foot kicked out from the quilt with a pop.

The feet are very small, even less than half the size of his hand, and are pink and tender.

Su Yijun frowned, bent down, held the villain's slender ankles, and stuffed them into the quilt impatiently.

But it didn't take long.

The little feet stretched out from the quilt again, and even dangled in the air a few times, as if provoking Tyrant Su.

"..."

(End of chapter)