Eunuch Fu felt the chill again. He turned his head and saw that the emperor, who was smiling a second ago, suddenly had a gloomy face, which scared him.

My goodness, what’s wrong with Your Majesty?

He thought that no one had made His Majesty angry?

The tyrant felt an inexplicable pain in his chest, probably because he was angry with some little brat. He felt that he could not stay here any longer, otherwise his temper would really start to flare up.

He glanced at Eunuch Fu and was about to leave, but he didn't expect that Eunuch Fu didn't even look at him and walked out briskly.

Seeing what Eunuch Fu did, the tyrant became even more angry!

You are such a good guy, Fude San, how dare you leave before I leave?

The tyrant's mental illness was about to explode when Eunuch Fu came in with several eunuchs holding trays.

Eunuch Fu walked up to Concubine Yi like a servile person and said politely, "Concubine Yi, this is what His Majesty sent to bring to you."

The trays in the hands of several young eunuchs were filled with glittering gold, silver and jewelry.

The tyrant then remembered that he had sent someone to bring a gift to Concubine Yi before coming to Furong Palace. He was so angry at a little brat that he almost forgot about it.

When Wanwan was sitting on the chair and looking at the gold, silver and jewelry on the tray, her eyes were wide open. She felt that the meat buns she had just eaten were no longer delicious.

[Wow, what shining gold, what big pearls]

This tyrant is too generous.

The great tyrant heard the thoughts of a certain little kid and couldn't help but snort.

Your father is generous in many ways!

Wanwan: [Is this the legendary person who is stupid but rich? ]

The Tyrant: “…”

Sooner or later, he would want this little brat to hug his thighs and cry and call him daddy.

He was so angry!

The tyrant turned and left without saying anything.

Eunuch Fu clearly saw that when he asked the eunuch to take out the gift from His Majesty to Concubine Yi, His Majesty still had a smile on his face. How could his expression change so suddenly in the next second?

How come the emperor's heart is weirder than the weather?

Even though he has been with His Majesty for almost ten years, this is the first time he doesn't understand His Majesty so well. Could it be that His Majesty has reached menopause?

The tyrant got into the carriage with a gloomy face. As soon as he sat down, he suddenly remembered a little kid who said that he wanted to save money and escape from the palace with his mother.

Save money! Escape from the palace!

Wouldn't the gold, silver and jewelry he had just sent over become their escape money?

No, he has to get his travel money back.

"De San." The great tyrant pulled back the carriage curtain and prepared to turn back to Furong Palace to ask for money.

But then he thought that he was the emperor, and when would he ever get back the things he gave away? Wouldn't he be laughed to death?

But if he doesn’t want to come back, what if that little brat really runs away with his mother?

No, Concubine Yi loves him so much, she will never abandon him!

But... not necessarily. He had banished her to the cold palace because of Concubine Rou, causing her to stay there for three years. She must have hated him to death. She subconsciously avoided him when he touched her hand just now!

"Your Majesty?" Eunuch Fu looked at His Majesty who lifted the carriage curtain with a puzzled look on his face.

The next second, the tyrant lowered the curtain with a gloomy face.

Eunuch Fu’s face was filled with horror: His Majesty has truly reached menopause!

*

The tyrant said that he would come to Furong Palace for breakfast tomorrow. Wanwan thought he was just talking casually, but she didn't expect that the tyrant would actually do it and come to Furong Palace for free meals for several days in a row.

He even flattened the threshold of Furong Palace.

But considering that he had previously sent people to give her mother so much gold, silver and treasures, Wanwan just turned a blind eye.

If she tried her best to be a good girl in front of the tyrant, maybe her father, who was stupid and rich, would reward her with some gold, silver and treasures because she was so good, and she and her mother would soon be able to raise enough money to escape.

whee.

Wanwan was thinking happily in her heart, but she didn't know that her little thoughts had already been known clearly by the tyrant.

After breakfast, the tyrant did not leave. Instead, he lay on a soft couch in the hall, reading a book leisurely.

The sunlight shining through the window onto his figure made Wanwan feel that her scumbag father looked quite pleasing to the eye at the moment.

[The tyrant looks like a decent person, but what a pity, he is a scumbag]

Although the tyrant didn't know what the word "scumbag" meant, he felt that it was definitely not a good thing coming from the mouth of this little brat.

Adhering to the principle of "out of sight, out of hearing, out of mind", the tyrant pretended not to hear anything and continued reading the book in his hand.

But he didn't expect that a little brat would get close to him.

"Daddy~"

The sweet voice of a cute baby reached his ears, and the tyrant raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "Hmm?"

"Daddy, drink some water."

The little kid held the cup of water in both hands and handed it to him attentively.

With the tyrant's understanding of this little brat, he knew what kind of black heart was hidden under her cute appearance.

Just now, when he was having breakfast, the little brat cursed him in his heart because he ate one extra meat bun, which made him so angry that he ate two more.

She was so attentive in pouring water for him earlier, there must be something fishy going on!

Did this little brat poison the water?

The tyrant stared at the cup of water in her hand, but couldn't figure out what poison she had put in it, so he decided not to drink it.

Don't drink others up.

"Leave it there, I'm not thirsty."

"Okay." Wanwan put the water cup on the table in front of him. Perhaps she was afraid that he couldn't reach it when he was thirsty, so she put it closer to him.

The tyrant raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this.

"Daddy, are your shoulders sore? Can I give you a shoulder massage Wanwan?" The cute little baby tilted his head and looked at him expectantly.

The great tyrant looked at her small body that was not even half his leg tall. She patted his shoulders? It was more like he patted her with his shoulders.

He originally wanted to tell her to go somewhere cooler, but after hearing what the little brat was thinking, he suddenly changed his mind.

[Will the great tyrant reward me with gold, silver, and treasures for my good behavior?]

[Of course I will. After all, where else can he find a cute girl like me who serves him tea and massages his shoulders?]

[I'm so sensible and cute, he must spoil me to death, pamper me to death, and reward me with tons of money!]

He now realized that the little brat was so attentive because he was after his money.

And let him spoil her to death.

laugh.

The great tyrant sneered calmly, "Alright, then give me a shoulder massage. My shoulders are sore lately."

"Okay~"

Wanwan trotted out with her short legs, brought back a small stool that was half a head shorter than her, and placed it next to the couch. Then she stood beside him with her small feet on the stool and reached out to massage his shoulders.

It looks quite realistic.

The big tyrant thought she was just talking, but he didn't expect that the little brat's pinch was quite comfortable, though the strength was a little weak.