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

Chapter 82 Why can’t he argue with children?

"How dare you touch me? Go back and I'll let daddy skin you!"

Song Xueyue screamed.

When the four slaves heard this, they hesitated and did not dare to move.

After all, in the Song family now, the status of the eldest daughter Song Zhirou is even lower than that of the nun next to Mrs. Song.

Song Zhirou didn't mind, but said coldly: "She has already offended King Ding'an in the following crimes. Fortunately, King Ding'an is kind and doesn't care about it. But if she says something that would lead to beheading again, you will have the entire Song Dynasty buried with her.

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The four slaves suddenly woke up from a dream and no longer hesitated. They stepped forward to control Song Xueyue. In order to prevent her from yelling, one of them took a square handkerchief from the slave girl's hand and blocked her mouth.

Seeing this, Song Zhirou bowed to Su Xuanyan again.

"My daughter Song Zhirou attended His Highness Prince Ding'an. When I was young, I went to visit my grandfather's house. I was lucky enough to meet His Highness Prince Ding'an. I was not sure when I first met him. I hope Your Highness will forgive my sin of ignorance."

When Su Xuanyan heard this, the playfulness in his eyes became even more intense. This little girl really did it one after another.

He was afraid that he would have recognized himself a long time ago, so he was just waiting for that stupid Song Xueyue to come to his door, and then borrow a knife to kill someone.

The last sentence was to remove all the charges from himself, leaving only a minor and insignificant charge. If he punished her for this, it would appear that he was petty.

At such a young age, my thoughts are so deep.

"But the young lady was still young when she saw uncle at that time, so she must not remember it clearly, right uncle?"

The villain who had been silent until now spoke.

Su Xuanyan looked sideways at Su Jiu.

The villain blinked and showed a cute smile.

Su Xuanyan suddenly understood that this little guy wanted to protect this little girl and didn't want to punish her. Inexplicably, he felt a little uncomfortable. How could this little guy fall in love with everyone he met?

"Uncle Huang, you can't argue with children."

Su Jiu saw that her imperial uncle was silent, so she whispered into his ear.

Su Xuanyan's eyes faintly passed over Song Zhirou's body. Why couldn't he argue with the child?

Song Zhirou knelt on the ground and clenched her sleeves tightly with her fingertips, which were slightly white from exerting too much force.

Yes, she knew that her little cleverness would be completely exposed in front of King Ding'an, but what she was betting on was the rumor that King Ding'an was gentle to the people.

"Okay, get up."

I don't know how long it took before Su Xuanyan's voice sounded.

Song Zhirou breathed a heavy sigh of relief in her heart. The clothes on her back were already soaked with cold sweat, and she got up from the ground with weak legs.

Everyone in the cloth shop got up one after another.

"I have long heard that the Minister of Civil Affairs has a good way of teaching girls. When I saw him today, it was indeed extraordinary."

Su Xuanyan didn't know who he was talking about, but it made Song Zhirou and Song Xueyue pale at the same time.

Song Zhirou quickly calmed down and responded obediently: "Yes."

Su Xuanyan didn't look at Song Zhirou anymore, picked up the villain's baggage, and walked away with the villain in his arms.

Su Jiu hugged her imperial uncle's neck, but her eyes still fell on Song Zhirou's face.

This sister... there is a purple mist between her eyebrows.

The little nephew of the temple owner said that purple is auspicious energy, and those who possess purple energy will become rich and powerful.

So will this young lady become very powerful in the future?

Just when the villain was looking at Song Zhirou in a daze, he suddenly felt a weight on his little head, and his little head was turned by an extremely gentle but very domineering force.

Su Jiu came back to her senses and met the somewhat dangerous eyes of her imperial uncle.

"Does it look good?"

The tone was gloomy and resentful, as if Su Jiu was a little scumbag who liked the new and disliked the old.

Su Jiu understood immediately, hugged Uncle Huang's neck with both hands, and said coquettishly: "Uncle Huang is better looking~"

Su Xuanyan carried the little person into the carriage and pinched the tip of her nose gently.

"little things."

The villain chuckled, opened the curtain and glanced at Song Zhirou, who was calmly directing the slaves to push Song Xueyue home, and blinked in confusion, "Uncle Huang, isn't this sister disliked at home?"

Su Xuanyan didn't even look at it, she hugged the villain's waist, put her big palm on her belly, and hummed softly.

He actually remembered this little girl named Song Zhirou.

His maternal ancestor's family guarded the border for generations and could be considered a loyal family. During Song Zhirou's mother's lifetime, the line of descendants declined and Song Zhirou's mother died of illness a few years ago.

Song Zhirou's only living relative is Li Yuli who is still stationed at the border.

He had also heard the rumor that Song Yi, the Minister of Civil Affairs, spoiled his concubine and killed his wife. Now it seems that the rumor is true.

But naturally he would not tell Su Jiu these things. He raised his eyebrows in a sour tone and asked, "What? Jiu'er is very concerned about it?"

The jealousy was completely overturned.

"Uncle Emperor~"

The villain shouted sweetly.

Su Xuanyan snorted coldly. When he just looked at the little girl, he couldn't take his eyes away. Now he knows how to coax her? It's too late!

Su Jiu had been coquettish for a while, but when she saw that her uncle Huang still didn't speak, she sighed softly in her heart. For the first time, she realized that Uncle Huang was also a good kid.

"Candied haws on a stick! Sour and sweet candied haws on a stick!"

Su Jiu's eyes lit up and her attention was immediately attracted. She sat upright from Su Xuanyan's arms and licked her lips.

"Uncle Huang, Jiu'er wants to eat."

Su Xuanyan, who obviously failed with just a little more coaxing: "...?" So, he might as well be a bunch of candied haws, right?

"You heartless little thing!"

Su Xuanyan raised his hand and rubbed the villain's little head hard, but still resigned to his fate and asked the coachman to stop.

Holding the little man in his arms, he came to the vendor selling candied haws.

"Uncle Gourd, I want two bunches of candied haws!"

Su Jiu was like a little young lady at this time, her chubby little face was trying hard to look like a young adult, but her almond-shaped eyes were staring straight at the candied haws, unable to move her eyes away at all.

This little one looks like a little kitten that has seen meat, it is really cute.

So, seeing how cute Su Jiu was, the uncle who sold the gourd made an exception and gave Su Jiu a friendly price.

After returning to the car, the villain opened the wrapping paper of the candied haws and couldn't wait to take a bite. The sweet and sour taste instantly filled the entire mouth, making Su Jiu's little face wrinkle up.

Su Xuanyan looked at the villain's appearance, but he was still angry. However, his eyes glanced at the candied haws wrapped in paper on the table, and asked calmly:

"Jiu'er, do you want to eat this bunch yourself? This is very bad for your teeth."

Su Jiu ate two in a row, not noticing her imperial uncle's 'conspiracy' at all. She shook her head subconsciously, "No, this bunch is for daddy." Well, counting the time, daddy should have seen it.

Your own love letter?

Su Xuanyan:???

(End of chapter)