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

Chapter 50 Your Majesty... Isn’t that impossible?

Youshi.

After dinner, Concubine Shu dressed up and walked back and forth in the palace.

At this time, a young eunuch hurried in from outside the palace.

"How is it? Whose sign did your Majesty turn over today?" The cold wind was blowing outside, and Concubine Shu looked at the little eunuch expectantly with a springy face.

The little eunuch crouched on the ground tremblingly, his voice trembling slightly because of fear.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty did not turn over your cards today."

The smile on Concubine Shu's face froze, and her face turned gloomy, "Get out! Get out of here, everyone!"

The people in the palace hurriedly put down their work and retreated carefully, fearing that they would make the slightest sound and attract Concubine Shu's attention.

Concubine Shu took a few deep breaths and looked at the quiet Aunt Rong beside her, "Auntie, what do you think happened to His Majesty?"

Ever since she climbed onto the dragon's bed by luck, Concubine Shu has never been favored by His Majesty again. His Majesty has not even favored anyone in the harem for four years. Your Majesty...isn't it impossible?

Aunt Rong looked at her eyes, nose and heart, but said nothing.

Concubine Shu is also a woman, and she also has her own emotions that need to be expressed. After being angry for a while, Concubine Shu raised her eyes and looked at Aunt Rong, "Auntie, I'm going to trouble you again this time."

Aunt Rong responded respectfully and withdrew.

At night.

A tall figure pressed against the wall and climbed through the window into the palace.

After a while, a suppressed hum came from the inner hall.

at the same time.

A shadow moved at the foot of the wall and left quickly...

**

It snowed again in the middle of the night.

Occasionally, you can hear the sound of snow falling and breaking dead branches.

The inner hall of Weiyang Palace.

Xiaotuanzi was lying on the bed, pressing his little face on one side, and his buttocks were slightly raised into a ball.

The white and tender cheeks were dyed with two wisps of flying clouds by the warmth of the stove. I clenched my little hand into a fist and placed it on my red lips, and gave it a few clicks.

Jing Yi stood aside, his lacquered eyes looking at the little man on the couch for a moment, and there was a hint of brightness in his dull eyes.

It's... colorful.

Su Jiu fell into a deep sleep and woke up in a daze. She looked into Jing Yi's eyes and blinked in confusion. The next second, she opened her small mouth and revealed a pear-shaped smile.

"Good morning, brother Jingyi~"

The tips of Jing Yi's ears turned red as he picked up the villain's clothes from the shelf.

The little man had not yet woken up. He yawned with his little hands and lips, and his almond-shaped eyes were moist. He stood up from the bed, opened his little hands, and put on his clothes very cooperatively.

"Brother Jingyi, where is sister Huang Ying?"

Jing Yi gently put on the little man's clothes piece by piece, meticulously and tenderly, "Huang Ying went out and said she was bringing milk tofu for you, princess."

Su Jiu's eyes lit up and she touched her belly, feeling happy!

Sitting on the edge of the couch, her short legs swayed excitedly.

After getting dressed, Jing Yi asked Cai Lian to fetch water, clean his face and rinse his mouth...

Jing Yi held the little man and sat in front of the dressing table.

Su Jiu raised her head and looked at Jing Yi in the mirror, "Brother Jing Yi, you are so awesome, you can also do your hair."

Hearing the villain's praise, Jing Yi's eyes flickered, and the tips of his ears turned a faint pink again. His slender white fingertips ran through the villain's hair, and soon it was tied into two buns.

Su Jiu opened her lips slightly, raised her hand and touched the two small balls on her little head, "It looks good! It's even prettier than Sister Huang Ying's! Thank you, Brother Jingyi~"

Jing Yi stuttered: "No, you're welcome."

When Huang Ying came back with the food box, she heard the villain's words and felt inexplicably heartbroken. She regretted her decision to let Jing Yi come on duty more and more.

The villain also saw Huang Ying, his eyes lit up, and he jumped down from the stool.

"Sister Huang Ying, did the beauty queen make milk tofu for Jiu'er?"

Huang Ying looked at the little man standing on tiptoe at the table fondly, opened the food box and took out two small plates of pastries.

"Well, there's also sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

The pastry looks very delicate, with a small piece of milk tofu sprinkled with finely shredded coconut, giving off a rich milky aroma.

The villain picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up, "Uh-huh! It's delicious!"

Huang Ying smiled and said, "Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year is coming in a few days. The Queen Mother and Concubine Liu are also coming back to pay homage to the Buddha."

"The Queen Mother?" Su Jiu blinked, a little confused, "Is the Queen Mother my father's mother?"

"Yes! The princess is so smart!" Huang Ying praised, "Three years ago, in order to pray for Beiyan Kingdom, the Queen Mother went out of the palace to worship the Buddha. Concubine Liu accompanied her, and the third prince also went to the Buddhist temple to practice. This year's New Year should be very lively.

"

Su Jiu was dumbfounded and her little head was buzzing, "Brother Three Emperors? Is Brother Three Emperors beautiful?"

Huang Ying laughed. These days, she finally discovered that her princess likes beauties.

"This servant has never met the Third Prince."

so……

Not all of daddy’s children are beauties, such as Su Yanghao’s little winter melon.

Since she was not sure whether she was a beauty, Su Jiu put it behind her in a blink of an eye, looked at the milk tofu that was still a lot, and looked up at Huang Ying.

"Sister Huang Ying, can I send these pastries to daddy?"

The little nephew of the viewer said that if you like something, you should share it with the people you like.

Huang Ying: "Your Majesty may not have gone to court yet, but the princess can go later."

The villain nodded obediently and ate some more porridge. Seeing that the snow outside had almost stopped, he pulled Jing Yi and walked towards Qinzheng Hall.

It snowed all night, and the snow piled up so deep that a hole would be formed when one stepped on it.

The little eunuchs worked all night to clear a passable passage. The sun came out and shone on the white snow, making the reflection dazzling.

Jing Yi stood by to protect the little person. He saw her almost falling several times before reaching out to help her upright.

When he arrived outside Qinzheng Hall, the tip of the villain's nose was already red from the cold.

Zhou Fuzheng sent Hang Zongzhi out with his waist bent.

"Uncle Zhou Fu!" Su Jiu's voice was sweet.

It instantly attracted the attention of both people.

Zhou Fu saw Su Jiu, smiled at Hang Zongzhi, and walked quickly to Su Jiu, "My little ancestor, the road is slippery in this snowy day, why did you, Ninth Princess, walk here by yourself?"

Su Jiu also saw Hang Zongzhi, subconsciously protected the food box in his hand, glared at him, and then said sweetly to Zhou Fu: "Uncle Zhou Fu, I miss daddy!"

How can this heart bear it?

Zhou Fu sighed, "Your Majesty is still discussing matters with the courtiers. I will take you to the side hall to warm you up first."

Xiao Anzi stepped forward very discerningly.

"Little Imperial Master, I will send you this."

Hang Zongzhi raised his hand, "No need, I want to walk by myself."

Xiao Anzi: "No!"

After walking a few steps, Hang Zongzhi paused, turned around and looked at the villain, and then slowly fell on Jing Yi beside him, his brows frowning slightly.

This little eunuch...

The aura on his body was very strange, with an inexplicable sense of familiarity that even made him subconsciously awed. He had only had this feeling with one person.

After thinking about it, Hang Zongzhi laughed and felt that he was too sensitive. He turned around and was about to leave when he saw a woman sitting on a sedan chair coming towards this side.

(End of chapter)