Yan Yuning inexplicably transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon-fodder second daughter of the Prime Minister’s household. Raised in her maternal grandparents’ home since childhood, she w...
Mu Shiqing sniffed and said, "Goodbye, uncle will miss you."
"Uncle!" Little Dumpling exaggeratedly wiped away tears, "Rui Rui will miss you too!"
"Uncle too." Mu Shiqing also wiped away her non-existent tears.
Xuan Yanyu and Yan Yuning glanced at each other, and saw indescribable speechlessness in each other's eyes.
"Uncle!" Little Dumpling was so excited about acting.
"Rui Rui!!!" Mu Shiqing also cooperated with him.
Xuan Yanyu glanced at Xiaotuanzi and Mu Shiqing who were hugging each other, and said speechlessly, "In this way, Xuan Yunyao will follow you back home, and Ning Ning and I will not force you to separate."
There were many times when he wondered, why was this such a shameful son his? ? ?
"That's not necessary." The little girl retreated to Yan Yuning's side and took her hand. "Come on, mother."
Mu Shiqing: "..."
You have no conscience, don't even pretend!!!
Xuan Yanyu: “…”
Yan Yuning: “…”
"Let's go too." Mu Shiqing patted A Ci's shoulder.
"Ah... okay." A gentle smile appeared on Ah Ci's lips. He took one last look at Nuonuo, turned around and followed Mu Shiqing.
The little girl looked at A Ci's back in confusion, wrinkled her nose, and thought, "Uncle, what a strange uncle."
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After returning to the Xuanwang Palace, Xiaotuanzi immediately ran to the imperial study.
Pushing open the door, Xianbao Si handed the candied haws to Xuan Yuncheng.
Xuan Yuncheng's eyes drifted towards him, "Just returned to the palace?"
"Yeah." The little dumpling nodded.
"How much homework have you completed today?" Xuan Yuncheng put down the red brush and leaned lazily on the golden throne.
"Not much." Little Dumpling compared with his little hands.
Xuan Yuncheng narrowed his eyes and studied him, "How much is not much?"
Seeing Xuan Yunyao hesitating, Xuan Yuncheng's eyes darkened slightly.
"Two words." Little Dumpling couldn't stand the pressure and blurted out.
"Not much really." Xuan Yuncheng smiled.
"Yeah, I didn't lie." The little dumpling was quite proud.
"Heh." Xuan Yuncheng twirled his red brush lazily, "Let Ye An bring your homework to the Imperial Study, and Your Highness will watch over you until you finish it."
"Brother Prince, I will disturb you."
"It's okay. There's no need for you in the palace today." Xuan Yuncheng looked at him with a leisurely smile.
The little girl shuddered, "I... well, I still have 䛍!"
Xuan Yuncheng sneered, "What can you do?"
"If I had known, I wouldn't have come to give you the candied haws." The little dumpling looked at the hawthorns wrapped in icing sugar and couldn't help but take another bite.
Xuan Yuncheng: "..."
You came to bring him food, but ate it yourself?
"Here, eat it." Little Tuanzi reluctantly handed the remaining candied haws to Xuan Yuncheng.
Xuan Yuncheng raised his eyebrows. He didn't like to eat it, but looking at Ruirui's expression, it was obvious that she had already eaten it. If he didn't eat it, Ruirui would definitely eat it all. Eating too much frosting is bad for teeth.
Thinking of this, he took it and put it aside, "Your Highness, eat it before going to bed."
"profound."
"Why don't you ask Ye An to move your homework to the Imperial Study?"
"I know." The little dumpling didn't dare to refute. He sighed, turned around and walked slowly towards the door of the hall.
If it were his father, he could still argue a little, but he didn't dare play tricks on his brother, the Crown Prince.