There is Room For the Poor Daughter

On the first floor of Wanbao Pavilion, compared to the usual lively and noisy, today is extraordinarily quiet.

In the hall, some of the most distinguished people in the capital are accompanying the four children to choose things!

Although the venue was not cleared, no one dared to disturb it.

The owner of Wanbao Pavilion, who hurried over after receiving the news, was like an ordinary servant at the moment, standing respectfully behind the counter and serving several little ancestors in person with a smile on his face.

"This bead flower is so beautiful, will Grandpa Emperor put it on for you?" The emperor gestured with a red bead flower on the two small daggers on Daomang's head.

Daomang glanced at Zhuhua with a look of disgust: "No, the color of your Zhuhua doesn't match the clothes I'm wearing today."

Being ruthlessly rejected, the emperor was not unhappy at all, but praised with a smile: "We Daomang are so smart, knowing that buying jewelry needs to match clothes at such a young age is amazing."

Daomang was praised, showing a smug little expression.

When the emperor picked up a bead flower again, the little girl held the emperor's hand decisively: "Aiya, the emperor, you let me choose my own, you are not a child, you don't know a child at all What do you like?"

The emperor: "...Okay, you choose, Grandpa Huang is watching from the side, don't disturb you."

The eldest prince on the side of Hou looked at the usually aloof, wise and martial father and emperor so indulge a little baby, their eyes widened in shock, and at the same time they were a little at a loss.

If it is not certain that the person in front of them is their father emperor, they will feel that someone is pretending to be the emperor!

Only Xiao Yeyang was the calmest person present. Having seen the uncle's love for his daughter, he said that it was nothing.

The daughter was taken care of by the emperor, so Xiao Yeyang focused his attention on Daomiao and Daozi.

Seeing that the two sons wanted this and the other, they pulled a lot of things into their arms, Xiao Yeyang couldn't help but reminded: "Everything in the store is for money, think about it for yourself, Do you have the money to buy so many things?"

Hearing this, Daozi was dumbfounded: "Didn't we just choose whatever you want?"

Xiao Yeyang: "I let you choose, but I didn't say that I wouldn't give you money."

Daozi touched the shriveled purse around his waist and couldn't help but look at the emperor.

Grandpa Huang asked them to choose at will, meaning he wanted to help them out with money, right?

The emperor heard the conversation between the father and son. Seeing that Daozi looked at him eagerly, he just smiled and didn't say anything. He wanted to see Daozi's reaction.

Seeing that the emperor didn't talk to him, Daozi had a premonition that it would be bad, and looked at the selected objects with a sullen face...

At this moment, Daomang said domineeringly: "Brother, don't be afraid, I have money."

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the little girl thought that everyone didn't believe it, and immediately patted the small satchel on her body: "It's not bad money!"

The arrogant look of the little girl not only amused the emperor, but even the eldest prince was so cute that she couldn't help laughing.

Only Xiao Yeyang, the corners of his mouth twitched.

There are only a few gold and silver nudes in the girl's bag. She can't afford a single bead flower by herself, and she is very confident everywhere.

After picking and picking, the three Daozi brothers and sisters chose what they liked, but Xiao Moren didn't intend to choose one, but Daozi forced one.

It's time to pay...

The emperor and the eldest prince looked at Daomang in their spare time. They didn't believe how much money the little girl really had. If the money was not enough later, what would she do?

Daomang slowly opened his small satchel.

The small satchel was sewed by Daohua herself for her daughter, so it is convenient for the little girl to bring some small items when she goes out.

After groping for a while, everyone saw that the little girl took out two thumb-sized gold and silver ingots.

Daomang held the gold and silver ingots for a while and thought for a while, and finally put the silver ingots in front of the boss very generously: "Is it enough?"

Uh……

Boss Mu looked at the small silver ingot in a daze, even if he was able to speak well at ordinary times, he didn't know how to answer at this moment.

The emperor and the eldest prince were also a little confused.

After a brief silence, the emperor burst into a cheerful laughter.

Seeing that the emperor was so happy, the boss immediately put away the small silver ingot, and said to Daomang with a smile on his face: "Enough is enough."

Daomang nodded with a smile, lowered his head and put the gold ingot into the small satchel, and fastened it again.

The emperor fondly touched Daomang's head: "You are really a bargaining expert!"

Thousands of taels of things were directly cut for a few coins.

Daomang heard that Grandpa Huang was praising himself again, and a proud and smug smile appeared on his face immediately.

At this moment, the eldest prince and the others don't know what to do with their expressions. Seeing that the emperor loves the little girl so much, they all guess in their hearts, does the emperor like his granddaughter more?

Otherwise, they will bring more daughters into the palace in the future?

After shopping, the emperor and his party left Wanbao Pavilion.

Xiao Yeyang walked at the end and supplied the boss with the money that his daughter cut down.

What the boss didn't want, this was the best time for the Prince of Peace's residence to pull in the relationship, but unfortunately Xiao Yeyang didn't give him a chance to refuse.

...

"I'm really happy today, Grandpa Huang, are you happy?" Daomang, who bought the new pearl flower, was in a very beautiful mood. He led the emperor to walk down the street, jumping all the way, showing his innocence.

There was a smile in the emperor's eyes: "Grandpa Huang is also very happy."

Seeing Xiao Yeyang following, Daomang immediately said loudly: "Daddy, I like Grandpa Huang so much. Grandpa Huang is so good. If I had known, I would have come back to see him earlier."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yeyang couldn't help but let out a light cough, and looked at his daughter with some shame. The daughter just said similar words to her grandfather a few days ago...

The corner of Eunuch An's mouth, who was walking behind, couldn't help but twitch a few times. This little girl from the Wang family of Weiyuan is really a wonderful person. Did she forget that not long ago she regarded them as thieves and wanted to arrest them? Get up and play the board?

This face-changing speed he is convinced!

...

After shopping, it was getting late. Seeing that the emperor had no plans to return to the palace, Xiao Yeyang proposed to invite everyone to Prince Ping's mansion for lunch.

The emperor nodded in agreement, and several princes naturally followed, even the eldest prince who had a grudge in the Prince of Peace's mansion also followed cheekily.

Prince Ping's Mansion.

Prince Ping had just picked up the parrot that his grandchildren liked from outside, when he heard someone report that the emperor and several princes were here.

Hearing that the emperor was coming, Prince Ping did not dare to neglect, and quickly went to greet the emperor.

When he saw the emperor walking with his little granddaughter talking and laughing, Prince Ping suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

Shouldn't the emperor be robbing him of his granddaughter?

Soon, the hunch came true.

After Prince Ping and the emperor met, they wanted to take over the granddaughter from the emperor, but unfortunately, the emperor ruthlessly rejected him.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of her grandfather because she couldn't hold her sister, the empathetic rice seedling bravely stood up: "Grandfather, I'll give you a hug."

Prince Ping is happy that his grandson is close to him, but what is your coaxing expression on, grandson?