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

Chapter 93 Brother Huang and I fell in love with Jiu’er’s mother-in-law at the same time

Although it was getting late, there were many pedestrians on the road.

The shouts of vendors, the chanting of literati, the noise of people gathering around to guess lantern riddles...

It reached Su Yijun's ears through the small window of the carriage.

The villain had been playing outside for a day today and was frightened again. He just admitted his mistake and cried for a while. He huddled pitifully in his arms and fell asleep. His little fleshy hands were still uneasily grabbing the skirt of Su Yijun's chest, full of excitement.

With attachment.

The little body rises and falls with the breathing, a small, soft ball.

Su Yijun looked down at the villain, his narrow eyes were like mist that was so thick that it could not be dissolved. He raised his hand, slightly curled his fingertips, and stroked the villain's cheek.

He is the supreme king of the Northern Yan Kingdom. He is decisive in killing and ruthless...

He has heard these words countless times.

After the Eight Kings seized the throne, his hands were already stained with blood. He stepped on the white bones and climbed to that position step by step. From then on, he ruled the world and never felt cold at high places.

He thought this was what a king should be like.

The purpose of having a concubine is to balance the court; to have children is to continue the bloodline; to go to court is to benefit the people.

However, when the little man who was only less than four years old cried and told him that he did not want to trouble him because he was very busy and was busy serving the people, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be wrong.

Although he is indeed a king, he is also a husband and father.

A king does not have to stand alone at a high place.

The carriage slowly drove into the palace gate.

Su Xuanyan handed Su Jiu's lantern to the casual Zhou Fu and stopped outside the palace gate.

Hang Zongzhi watched the carriage gradually disappear inside the palace wall, then turned to look at Su Xuanyan, who was very silent all the way, "The ninth princess really has a seven-orificed exquisite heart."

Obviously, this age is the most willful and playful, but after getting along with her for this day, Su Jiu has always been very well-behaved, neither crying nor making trouble. Only when she saw the lanterns she wanted most, did she show her willfulness as a child.

But after that, he was very sensible. Even if he was curious, he was just curious and never asked for anything.

So well-behaved that...it makes people feel a little distressed.

Su Xuanyan gently shook the folding fan, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, "Yes, this little appearance is exactly the same as her father's back then."

"His Majesty?"

Hang Zongzhi has a frivolous eyebrow. Although he is a junior national master, he is still young and knows little about the past.

"Yes, back then the Queen Mother's status was only for nobles and she was not qualified to raise the prince, so the late emperor handed over his brother to my mother-in-law to raise him. At that time, he was only ten years old, but he was as mature as an adult. He was strict and strict in everything.

Be thorough and cautious in everything..."

Perhaps the lanterns today were too bright, or maybe I was deeply touched by Su Jiu's words and suddenly started talking.

Su Xuanyan's lips curled up slightly, and he looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, as if he had returned to many years ago.

Back then, Su Yijun was not as bloodthirsty and violent as he is now. Although he had a cold personality, he retained a touch of sincerity towards him and the imperial sister.

Until later...

"What happened next?" Hang Zongzhi asked.

Su Xuanyan came back to his senses and glanced sideways at Hang Zongzhi, "Until, the emperor brother and I fell in love with Jiu'er's mother-in-law at the same time..."

One of the Hang Zong was stunned.

…

The carriage did not stop all the way and arrived in front of the Weiyang Palace.

Zhou Fu raised the curtain of the car and reminded: "Your Majesty, Weiyang Palace has arrived."

"Um."

Su Yijun stepped out of the carriage holding the little man in one hand.

Huang Ying, Cai Lian and others had already received the news and were waiting at the door.

Seeing Su Yijun get off the carriage and seeing the little man in his arms, Huang Ying breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Su Yijun walked straight into the hall with the little man in his arms.

As if feeling the earth dragon in the inner room, the little man moved slightly in his arms, and his breathing became heavier.

Huang Ying hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to take the little man from Su Yijun's hand, but she saw Su Yijun, who had been standing motionless by the couch for a long time, holding the little man and sitting down, gently changing the little man's clothes.

Huang Ying froze on the spot in shock, and then watched Su Yijun's movements in fear, fearing that Su Yijun would accidentally pull the villain's hair or make her uncomfortable.

But fortunately, although Su Yijun's movements were clumsy, they were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting the villain.

Su Yijun had never known how difficult it was to serve someone. It was as difficult as correcting a memorial that lasted an hour.

Then he took the square handkerchief from Huang Ying's hand and wiped the villain's face and hands.

Su Jiu was obviously tired from playing. After all these actions, she showed no sign of waking up.

When Su Yijun put her on the bed, the villain rolled up the quilt and rolled into the couch, sleeping more and more deeply.

Su Yijun stood by the couch and looked at the villain for a while, then turned and left.

**

The next day.

Su Jiu woke up in a daze, looking at the familiar curtain above her head, she seemed a little confused.

"Princess, you are finally awake."

Huang Ying walked in and saw Su Jiu with big, confused eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you don't wake up, I will call the imperial doctor to take a look."

"Sister Huang Ying, have I slept for a long time?" The little man clenched his pink fist tightly and stretched himself under the quilt. However, because of the big movement, a little cold wind flowed into the quilt, and he quickly pressed down, and his body

Shrunk inside.

Huang Ying looked at the cute action of the villain, curled her lips, and said with a smile: "It's been an hour since lunch, what do you think?"

"Well... no wonder I'm so hungry."

Su Jiu touched her withered belly under the quilt, then turned to look at Huang Ying, "Sister Huang Ying, I want to eat!"

She didn't even know how she got back to Weiyang Palace, but since she could sleep so comfortably, her father must not be angry anymore.

Huang Ying bent down and took the little person out of the quilt. While dressing her, she said, "Okay, okay, lunch is always prepared for you, princess."

Su Jiu chuckled and glanced at the lantern hanging beside the bedside with her peripheral vision, like a show off treasure, "Sister Huang Ying, look, the lantern that Brother Hang won for Jiu'er! Is it pretty?"

Huang Ying actually noticed this lantern last night.

"Don't you think, princess, that the woman on this lantern looks very much like my wife?"

Huang Ying was originally Zhen Rao's dowry maid and had been with Zhen Rao for many years.

Back then, the young lady sneaked out of the mansion to visit the lake on the day she was married. She was wearing this gauze dress. Huang Ying was sitting aside and playing with the young lady.

Later, the young lady became more playful and asked the boatman who was punting the boat for a bamboo pole, and then tried to punt the boat herself. As a result, the boat circled in the middle of the lake for a long time.

The person who painted the lanterns seemed to be at the scene at that time, painting the scene from the perspective of a bystander.

Not noticing anything was wrong with Huang Ying's expression, she tilted her head and looked at it carefully for a while.

"Well, Sister Huang Ying, when you put it like that, she really does look like my mother. It's just that this lady has no face. If she put my mother's face on it, she would be exactly the same!"

I finally don’t have to stay up late today~

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Good night!

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