Chapter 3 The big tyrant, the dog man

Standing on the stone bench in front of her was a shabby child who was not taller than her. Her cheeks were flushed red, her eyes were round and fluttering. When her little mouth was talking, two small pear dimples could be vaguely seen on her cheeks. Her clothes were shabby and her hair was messy.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and he looked embarrassed and sloppy.

But it didn't smell bad, instead there was a strong milky fragrance lingering on my body.

Su Jingqin held the whip, her fingertips turned white. When she was learning to walk, her mother-in-law had given such gentle instructions, but since she knew that her brother could not walk, she had never been with her mother-in-law again.

So close.

But this little kid in front of me...

"It's none of your business! Get your dirty hands off!" Looking at Su Jiu's moist and ignorant eyes, Su Jingqin only felt more and more irritated and brushed Su Jiu's hand away.

The distance between the rockery and the pavilion was not short, but it took up almost all Su Jiu's strength. Standing on the stone bench, her body was already unstable. Su Jiu was pushed so hard that her little body fell to the ground.

[Jiujiu!]

The little puppy rushed out from the corner and stood in front of Su Jiu. The hair on his body exploded and he grinned at Su Jingqin.

No matter how naughty Su Jiu is, he is still a child, and he will not allow his children to be bullied like this!

"Your Highness Princess." Cuizhu took a step forward and looked at 66 warily.

Su Jingqin, who was blocked behind her, looked at the little dumpling who huddled up with red eyes, and pursed her lips.

"Hiss!" The foot seemed to be twisted.

This body is most afraid of pain. If it hurts a little bit, golden beans will start to fall out of the eyes. Su Jiu thinks this is a very bad habit.

Feeling that her eyes were astringent, Su Jiu wiped the corners of her eyes. She was thirteen and a half years old in her past and present lives combined. She was a woman and a man, so she couldn't cry casually.

Su Jiu got up from the ground, held the little puppy in her arms, looked up at Su Jingqin, "I'm sorry, sister, I soiled your clothes."

Su Jingqin was stunned.

[Jiujiu, why are you apologizing to her? She pushed you!] 66 was both distressed and angry, communicating with Su Jiu in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Su Jiu lowered her head and glanced at her little fleshy hands, which were sweaty and stained with a little mud. She then looked at the small fingerprints on Su Jingqin's cloak, [but my hands are indeed very dirty...]

The little nephew of the master of the temple once said, don't treat the person right, and admit it when you do something wrong. This is a polite child.

Su Jingqin squeezed the whip, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in her heart. This feeling was very unfamiliar, and Su Jingqin was a little at a loss.

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice sounded from behind.

Su Jingqin was shocked, dropped the whip in her hand, turned around and said, "Father, Wan'an."

"Your Majesty, be safe!" Everyone present also saluted quickly, with their heads lowered and their voices trembling.

Father?

Su Jiu held the little puppy and imitated Su Jingqin's movements. Grandma said: "Father, safe and sound!" She raised her head and looked at the visitor curiously.

The man was wearing a black robe with densely woven gold threads and dragon patterns, the hem of the clothes was stained with a little dust and moss, his hair was tied up in a green hairpin, his face was like a crown of jade, his phoenix eyes were as deep as ink, and his whole body had an extremely cold aura.

A flash of surprise flashed in Su Jiu's eyes, and then an inexplicable sourness surged into her heart. This emotion was so fierce that Su Jiu couldn't control it, and her eyes instantly filled with tears.

Su Jiu pushed back hard, but the feeling was so strange that she forgot to lower her head.

Su Jingqin was shocked when she saw Su Jiu's silly appearance from the corner of her eye. She looked at the emperor while saluting. This was extremely disrespectful. Once, a minister forgot the rules and his body was hung in the Hall of Supreme Harmony for three days.

Thinking about it, Su Jingqin raised her hand and pressed Su Jiu's little head: "Father, Jiu'er doesn't understand the rules. I hope my father will forgive me."

Su Yijun looked down at a certain person who was kneeling in a ball and tried to raise his head but was pressed down by Su Jingqin. A bloodthirsty coldness flashed in his eyes and he sneered:

"Father? Who is her father?"

When Su Jingqin heard this, she was so shocked that she even forgot to use her hands. Did her father mean that she didn't even recognize Su Jiu?

Hearing this, the sour feeling could no longer be suppressed. Su Jiu raised her head suddenly, looked at Su Yijun, clenched her little hands, blinked, and the tears that had been unable to fall fell from the corners of her eyes, and her eyelashes were stained with tears.

It trembled, which made me feel very distressed.

But obviously, the great tyrant is a man who has no feelings.

The little guy's little shoulders were shrugging as he cried, and his milky voice was trembling.

"Uncle..." Dog man!

"...?"

"What are you calling me for?" Su Yijun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the air pressure around his body dropped a bit.

Eunuch Zhou on the side was secretly worried about Su Jiu. His Majesty was already angry and his temper was on fire.

Su Jiu raised her hand and wiped away her tears carelessly. Her eyes were red and she got up from the ground. She straightened her back and her breasts sounded loud and clear.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle..."

Xiao Jiujiu didn't even see Su Yijun before she died. Now this man even doesn't recognize Xiao Jiujiu. Su Jiu said that she was really angry!

When Su Yijun heard this, his face instantly sank, and he looked at Su Jiu's pair of apricot eyes that were very similar to that person's, with convex forehead corners.

Everyone present was shocked, and Eunuch Zhou even broke out in a cold sweat.

Those who once spoke to His Majesty in this way now have grass on their graves ten meters high.

Just when Eunuch Zhou thought that His Majesty would be unable to control the poison of tigers and food, His Majesty only heard his Majesty snort coldly and walk away.

"childish!"

Su Jiu wrinkled the tip of her red nose, mumbled something, and limped away with the puppy in her arms.

Zhou Fu looked at Xiaotuanzi's angrily leaving figure with a confused look on his face, flicked his fly whisk, and hurriedly followed his Majesty.

"Your Majesty~"

It wasn't until Su Yijun's figure disappeared at the end of the red wall that Su Jingqin breathed a sigh of relief and was helped up by Cuizhu.

"Your Highness, these two servants..."

Su Jingqin watched Xiaotuanzi dragging his injured leg away, becoming even more irritated and stamping her feet, "I'm so annoyed, go back to the palace!"

After that, he strode out of the pavilion, letting the cloak hang around him without taking it off...

"Your Highness Princess!" Cuizhu picked up the whip on the ground and quickly followed with the palace maid.

for a long time.

One of the little eunuchs slowly got up from the ground. His body hurt whenever he moved, and Zhao Bao grimaced in pain.

"I'm a mother, but I love my father-in-law so much. If it hadn't been for the Ninth Princess today, our lives would have been ruined here."

Zhao Bao complained for several times but received no response. When he lowered his head, he found that his companion was still kneeling and quickly pulled him up from the ground.

"You idiot, if the fourth princess is gone, it means that we are no longer to blame. You are still stuck here like a wooden stake."

The little eunuch was pulled up, and his eyes were staring blankly in the direction Su Jiu left.

"Jing Yi, let's leave quickly. If we come back late, I'm afraid we'll be punished again."

Zhao Bao looked at Jing Yi like this and felt inexplicably cautious. He was originally a cleaning eunuch, but he became the eunuch of the Imperial Kitchen through the appreciation of Eunuch Gao of the Imperial Kitchen. Jing Yi was three years younger than him and less than ten years old. He heard that in the Imperial Kitchen

It's been a long time.

He is fair and clean, but he doesn't like to talk, his eyes are dark, and he looks like a dummy when he doesn't speak or move. Several times Zhao Bao got up in the middle of the night and was startled by Jing Yi sitting on the bed.

Now that we have been together for so long, we are used to it. Zhao Bao took Jing Yi and walked towards the imperial kitchen, mumbling.

"I heard that your Majesty has a bad temper and is quick to kill people. But this time the Ninth Princess was so angry that he didn't punish him and instead made himself angry..."

Zhao Bao climbed up from the lowest eunuch level, and his mind suddenly became active. He tugged on the corner of Jing Yi's clothes and said, "Jing Yi, I think the ninth princess must have a bright future!"

Although the Ninth Princess has been raised by His Majesty in the cold palace and ignored, she is treated as a princess and a nanny is assigned to take care of her. Now that I think about it, maybe there is some special reason?

For people like them, as long as they follow the right master, they will enjoy endless glory and wealth throughout their lives.

"Ninth Princess?"

The dummy that had been being dragged away suddenly made a sound, and Zhao Bao looked at Jing Yi in surprise.

"That's right! But we'd better be careful. I heard from the small table that was originally being cleaned that a little divination master recently came to the corner of the cold palace next to the west side hall. Let's go and do the math tomorrow."

Jing Yi's dark and glazed eyes flashed with sparkle, and he nodded dully.

"good."

(End of chapter)

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