Chapter 375 Extra Story Little Baozi (1)

The little girl combed her hair, and each of her two buns was tied with a colorful brocade ribbon. Sitting cross-legged on a fine mink felt blanket, she was wearing a big red jacket. A pair of Kunshan Jade Pingan locks are put on around the neck. Bai Shengsheng's chubby little hands had fleshy dimples on the back. Holding a hydrangea by herself, with a pair of grape-like black eyes, watery and sparkling, staring at the figures of the two in front of the desk without blinking.

Hold the hydrangea and shake it twice, and the bells tied on it jingle. It's a pity that no one paid attention to it. The girl blinked her eyes and tried her best to work harder.

In the warm pavilion, which was originally peaceful, it was disturbed by troublemakers. The boy who was a little shorter behind the writing desk frowned at the last bad handwriting, held the brush, and gave the girl a hard look.

Being cast aside and stared at, the little girl pursed her mouth in a blink of an eye, looking for someone who could make the decision to complain about her grievances. "Eldest brother..." The concubine mother was not there, and the two elder brothers in the room didn't play with her, and now she was being bullied by the second brother again, and the spoiled girl immediately quit.

Standing upright behind the table, His Highness, who was in his early teens, stopped writing when he heard the words, raised his eyes and looked at her for a long while, before speaking to Cheng You who was sitting across from him with a straight face. "Why did you provoke her again?"

Being reprimanded by his elder brother, Chengyou looked away unconvinced, licked the ink by himself, and ignored that worthless girl. In the absence of the father, mother and concubine, even if he caught someone casually, he did not forget to sue him.

I started to pick up the pen, and then heard the request made by chattering over there.

"Brother Da Huang, tell Chi Chi a story." When the concubine mother left, Brother Da Huang had to take good care of her. The three-and-a-half-year-old milk baby has already realized that the eldest brother is easier to handle than the second brother.

After tidying up his pen and ink, Cheng Qing put on a solemn face, walked over and stroked her hairy head, and pinched the little girl's bun as usual.

"Where did the concubine mother talk about yesterday?"

He tilted his head and thought for a long time, "I fell asleep lately, I can't remember clearly." His eyes were muddled, and his slender eyelashes blinked and blinked at him.

The father is right, the little girl looks like a concubine mother. His Highness looked softly, and straightened the longevity lock on her chest.

"Drink!" The little guy sneered lowly behind the writing table, and was swept away by his elder brother's eyes, before he buried his head and continued to practice calligraphy. It's just a milk doll wrapped in tears, loves to eat meat, looks like a dumpling, and its brain is not working well. After the little one was born, when Chengyou hugged her for the first time, he was urinated on the spot.

The Second Highness is also shameless and has a temper, and this enmity has been remembered to this day.

The little girl dropped the hydrangea and kicked it farther. He just stood up from the felt blanket, pointed to the fur-covered rocking chair by the window, and picked a comfortable one. "I have to think about it for a while. Brother Dahuang, go there." Her hand was still stained with the bean cake crumbs she had just given her.

His Highness, Ai Jie, took a brocade handkerchief and wiped her little hands. Carry her over and put her on top of her.

I am afraid that this habit is also learned from the mother and concubine. Cheng Qing lifted the brocade stool and sat in front of her, very patient. "Do you still remember what story the concubine mother told?" Unlike Chengyou, His Royal Highness was less admonishing and more accommodating towards his younger sister.

As if trying to remember, the little girl rubbed the bag on her head and tilted her head in thought. It looks very cute.

"Just tell her what you want. Let's talk about it first. Later, the elder brother will accompany the younger brother to play cuju." With such a memoryless person, why does the emperor always say that the younger sister is like a concubine mother? Chengyou felt that this comment was untrue.

In Chengyou's view, compared to his mother's concubine, Little Trouble is barely four points as good-looking as her mother's concubine. Besides, nothing can compare with the concubine mother. You Qi loves to cry and is timid. A few days ago, she only caught a cricket to amuse her, but the baby was crying and suing her to her father.

Urged by Chengyou, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she finally remembered, "The concubine mother is talking about flower fairies." She raised her head and looked forward to him.

What is a flower fairy? His Majesty, who has always been praised for being smart and eager to learn, is rarely in the dark at the moment. The mother and concubine told stories that changed in three or two days. He probably hadn't heard of them in his memory.

Once the little girl opened her mouth, she couldn't evade it. Once there is father, mother and concubine pampering her, and if she is not happy, she will have to end up with Chengyou. Secondly, this girl is lovable, so it doesn't matter if you follow along.

"Does Chengyou know?" The phoenix's eyes, which were exactly the same as today's, flickered, and turned around to ask Chengyou who had been moaning all the time, and didn't stop.

"What else can it be? It's just a random name given by the concubine. I want to be the same as the pansi cave female fairy."

His Highness looked at him appreciatively, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Chong Chengyou nodded, not forgetting to praise his progress. He was praised by his eldest brother, and His Highness's spine straightened, and his handwriting became more and more vigorous.

In the imperial study room, a man who was nearly thirty years old had a handsome appearance and a graceful bearing. His facial features are deeper, and he has a beard on his lips. The divine light is restrained, majestic and calm.

The woman beside him took out pastries from the food box, arranged them herself, and poured tea for him. Fang gently wrapped her waist around her waist, and wrapped her big hands around the little woman's catkins. It was still warm to the touch, and he just pulled her to sit beside her.

"Add more clothes in the morning and evening, and don't catch the cold again." A few days ago, I took her hunting in the suburbs of Beijing, and this woman was dishonest on a horse. It made him angry, not to mention, he had to go to the horse with his cloak open. After being played around by her, the woman yelled that her throat was uncomfortable when she returned to the palace. Fortunately, the imperial doctor's pulse diagnosis said that he had a slight cold, and the symptoms were still mild, and he could just take two doses of medicine and press it down.

He had also noticed a long time ago that the little woman was in good health, but if she was infected with headaches and brain fever, she would be alive and well within two days at most, and continue to flaunt herself in the palace.

Now when I entered the room, I saw that she was only wearing a light shirt, even though the earth dragon was burning, she was not satisfied.

Holding his arm, Mu Yaonv twirled a piece of snack and fed it to his lips. "No matter how many clothes you rush to, you can't stand the speed of tearing them." She looked at him with raised eyebrows and smiled, and said to this man in the night that he was rushing her, and then begged for cheap.

The spirit is just better, is this more courageous?

With one bite, it just sucked her fingertips. A man with increasing dignity is not fond of provocation. No, there will be retribution immediately. "No matter how fast I move, I can't be as anxious as Jiaojiao."

This woman gave birth to Cheng Zhan, and her figure became more and more enchanting, very tender and unbearable to be provoked. When it is stained with her, it will be the dew of spring water, making people feel nervous.

She gave him a sideways look, pushed and pushed to get rid of his entanglement, but listened to Mo Lan outside the door begging to see her.

"Put the three of them together again?" Zong Zhenglin held her little hand, and there was no need to ask any further questions. At this time, people around her must be itchy.

This woman..., she never tires of seeing children having fun.

Mu Xiyao didn't seem to notice when he held her small hand with increased force, avoiding his meaningful gaze, and just let Mo Lan put on her scarf and cloak while waiting for her.

The people at the bottom were clever, and when the emperor took the imperial concubine onto the dragon chariot, he hurried to the Yaohua Palace, and his feet quickly climbed two points before he knew it. If this happens once or twice in a month, anyone has to learn to be smart.

Before stepping into the room, the girl doll could be heard sobbing in the hallway, and Cheng Qing occasionally said a few words of comfort, while the boy Cheng You threatened, "Don't eat meat if you make trouble again."

Mother Zhao was in a hurry outside the door, but because of His Highness's rules, she was not allowed to enter unless summoned. Then hurriedly urged someone to report to the empress.

"It's messing around again. Don't blame Ronghui." The title "Ronghui" was given at birth, which shows that Emperor Jian'an was very rare for his daughter. The emperor named his daughter "Chichi" to the imperial concubine. Although he didn't stop her, he never called her.

He had been looking forward to the eldest princess of the Great Wei Dynasty for a long time, with this name, the emperor felt that if he couldn't beat that woman, he would not be able to accept it no matter what.

This eccentricity is so biased... Mu Xiyao secretly laughed, it's not clear who is bullying whom. Knowing that she treats her daughter very differently, Mu Xiyao is happy to see it. What is the future of the daughter's family? This tyrannical father is always the greatest honor.

"Rong Hui." When he entered the room, he saw the little girl who was usually doted on was holding tears, the tip of her nose was rubbed red and her eyes were pierced. The emperor swept across the two big ones in the room, and leaned over to hold the most delicate one in his arms first.

"Uh," Twitch hiccupped, and Niu Niu, who looked more like Mu Xiyao, lay in his arms, and greeted him cheekily. "Father, Brother Huang is bad. Killed Chi Chi's Flower Fairy."

Goblin again? Emperor Jian'an turned his head and took a deep look at the guilty and evasive woman, hugged the little princess and called his son to lecture him.

After some inquiries, His Highness was frank and honestly explained the whole story. It turned out that he would have made a mistake, told the wrong story, and beat his sister to death with a stick, causing Rong Hui to cry. The other side didn't mention a word.

In the end, Chengyou still felt guilty, and took the initiative to confess that it was his own idea for the emperor's brother that made his sister lose the golden bean.

Sitting beside Zong Zhenglin, Mu Xiyao stared at the two sons below with burning eyes, without saying a word.

Long Live Lord comforted the one in his arms first, and then dealt with the two of them separately. Big ones are punished silently and writing policy theories. The young ones continued to practice calligraphy in front of the posts, and were not allowed to leave the courtyard for three days. The word punished today will be sent to the imperial study room for inspection tomorrow morning.

Looking at Chengyou apologetically and looking at the one next to him, Mu Xiyao leaned on her elbows and looked at her eldest son with special attention.

Sure enough, Chengqing had a generous and conciliatory smile on his face, but he was uncomfortable for a moment, then he remained calm and looked like a good brother again.

Sure enough, in appearance and character, Cheng Qing was the one who most resembled Zong Zhenglin. If I remember correctly, he was so annoyed by Chengyou in the Cuju game later that he couldn't shirk it. In this way, it just happened to fulfill His Highness's love for Jie Xijing, especially for books.

Fighting goblins... She remembered that in front of her daughter, all the stories were very harmonious and inspirational. Astute as Chengqing, would he be unaware?

Glancing again at Zong Zhenglin's smiling face, with two small dimples showing at the corners of his mouth, Princess Rong Hui, who was very lovely, the smile on the imperial concubine's face became more and more kind.

She remembered that what she told this girl last night was the story of Rang Li...

Being scrutinized by his mother and concubine, Her Royal Highness pouted her little butt, put her arms around the neck of her father who loved her the most, buried her head and rubbed against Zongzheng Lin's neck vigorously.

Being left alone and ignored, the eldest princess knew that she had been wronged even though she was young. I had a problem specifically for the eldest brother, but unfortunately, the second brother answered the question. When she cried at the end, her father felt sorry for her.

Mu Xiyao glanced at the perceptive person beside her, and couldn't help laughing in her heart.

Long live you are not sorry. There is only one honest child in the family, and you have "helped the evildoer" again and again, helping those two cunning and bullying her honest second son.

I don't know how Cheng Zhan's seven-month-old little Douding will develop his temperament after being raised...