Chapter 94 When she turns into a fairy sister one day, he will definitely hold her hand

Qin Huo couldn't bear to let go first, so he pushed Xu Laiqing and said, "Give me something."

Xu Laiqing glanced sideways and asked, "What?"

Qin Huo pouted at Tian Bao and said, "Don't blame her. It's normal for a child to want to join in the fun. You've seen the Fourth Princess' temper before. If she wants to pull Tian Bao aside, can Tian Bao resist?"

"Don't blame me, sister. This time I really wanted to play too. I really know I was wrong, Third Brother." When Tianbao was in Nanqiao, she followed Wang Tianyu to practice martial arts, and General Piqi personally taught her. She was also itching to practice and see how accurate her archery was.

Xu Laiqing was angry that she didn't learn her lesson, and even more angry that he didn't have the ability to create a carefree and danger-free environment for her to grow up in.

Seeing that he was willing to look at her, Tianbao walked over carefully and hugged the tenacious little boy.

The little figure was not even as tall as his chest, and was so small and fragile that it seemed like it would break if touched.

No matter how angry Xu Laiqing was, it faded at this moment. He sighed, "I really can't do anything about you. I can't do this again next time. If you want to hunt, you should have told me earlier. I won't compete with them. I'll just hunt with you for fun."

Qin Huo glanced at the scene of deep brother-sister love, and when he saw the little girl's tearful eyes smiling, he felt a pang of distress in his heart.

I want to cut something to relieve my stress.

He seemed to be sick. He hoped that little Naibao would only have him as a brother, and that she would forget all about Nanqiao. As for Xu Laiqing... he narrowed his eyes slightly, and really wanted to send Xu Laiqing back to Nanqiao.

In this way, little Milk Bag can only rely on him.

While he was daydreaming, Xu Laiqing waved his hand in front of him and said, "Young Prince, let's go. We can't keep the Emperor and the others waiting for too long."

Qin Huo came back to his senses, raised the right corner of his lips, and shook his head in self-mockery.

The bad boyishness, feminine beauty and elegant handsomeness are all blended together exquisitely on this face.

The sunlight was slanted and blocked by the swaying shadows of the trees, as if the glory of the moment was eclipsed by them.

Seeing Xu Laiqing walking away with Tianbao, Qin Huo's gaze couldn't help but move to the two tightly clasped hands.

Once upon a time, Tianbao would hold his hand unscrupulously and even insisted on sleeping with him. Haha, Xu Laiqing was obviously no match for him in this regard!

"Brother Prince, why don't you leave?" Tianbao turned around and shouted.

Qin Huo woke up with a start, shook off the weird thoughts in his mind, and quickly moved to the other side of Tianbao. His open five fingers moved restlessly towards Tianbao's other idle little hand.

Tianbao subconsciously squeezed towards Xu Laiqing, trying to stay as far away from Qin Huo as possible.

The corners of Qin Huo's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyelids kept twitching.

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. When you become a fairy sister one day, he will hold your hand as long as you want!

After leaving the hunting ground, Qin Huo personally sent Tianbao to the tyrant's dragon chariot.

After returning to his carriage, Qin Huo patted Xu Laiqing's shoulder and lazily lay down on the cushions. "Don't you think Tianbao was too sensible when he was in Nanqiao? At such a young age, he knew how to consider other people's joys and sorrows. It was really heartbreaking. I think it was great that he sneaked away to hunt like that just now. At this age, he should be lively and naughty."

As soon as Xu Laiqing raised his eyes, he caught the doting look in Qin Huo's eyes.

He simply turned his head away from Qin Huo. Although Qin Huo denied it, he felt that he was a wolf king with bad intentions. "I heard that you have left your hometown before, so you should understand how I feel right now. Many things are beyond our control. I just don't want her to be in danger."

Qin Huo rested his chin on one hand, his casual reclining posture inadvertently revealing a charming and seductive manner: "I understand. I just want to advise you to stop, because anger hurts your liver. Trying to be perfect at such a young age is a very tiring thing. I don't want Tianbao to be so tired. I'll protect you, don't worry."

Xu Laiqing curled the corner of his mouth and sneered back.

Daqi is a den of wolves. He doesn't trust anyone...

Over there, Tian Bao got on the dragon chariot and was about to kowtow respectfully when the tyrant immediately stopped her: "No need for formalities! Little girl, do you really want to be so formal with Fatty Uncle?"

Tianbao pouted and wrinkled his facial features in grievance.

She clearly didn't want to talk, but she still said honestly, "I don't want to talk to you, but I'm afraid you'll be angry and chop off my head... Fat Uncle, I'm not stupid. I suspected you were the emperor before, but I was afraid you would think I had other intentions, so I never dared to ask."

"Oh?" The tyrant was surprised and scratched her nose. "How did I reveal my identity?"

Tian Bao pointed at the car door and said half-seriously, "It's Eunuch Liu. I once saw him waiting for your orders, very respectful, and I thought at the time that the fat uncle shouldn't be a prince. Later, I heard from the fourth princess that he was a eunuch serving the emperor, so I guessed it."

The tyrant suddenly realized: "So, I haven't been exposed?"

Tian Bao looked at his barrel waist with a puzzled look: "I also heard that the emperor is very strong, and the fat uncle's figure is exactly the same, so you must be the emperor."

"Aren't you afraid of me?" The tyrant was surprised to see that she spoke without any fear.

Tian Bao smiled, with a glittering light in her eyes: "Fat Uncle is so cute, why should I be afraid?"

The tyrant suddenly remembered that the little girl in front of him, who was more delicate than spring flowers, was also a princess. She grew up with the king of a country and was naturally accustomed to the emperor's autocratic rule.

"Then..." The tyrant couldn't help but show his tenderness and stretched out his chubby little finger, "Then let's make a pinky promise. You can't be afraid of me or alienate me just because I'm the Emperor of Daqi. Little Sweetheart, you still have to supervise me to lose weight like before."

"Then..." Tian Bao shook his head and rolled his eyes mischievously, "I'd also like to make a small request, is that okay?"

"you say."

"Uncle Fatty, you can't scare me with things like chopping off my head. I definitely won't do anything that would make you want to chop off my head."

The tyrant raised an eyebrow: "I brought you here and forced you to leave your homeland. Don't you hate me? Don't you want to kill me?"

Tian Bao shook her head in confusion. "If Fatty Uncle hadn't sent reinforcements, Nan Qiao would have been dead long ago, and many more would have died. This world is all about the survival of the fittest. Besides, Fatty Uncle just invited me over as a guest and didn't do anything excessive. It's obvious from the first glance that Fatty Uncle isn't the kind of person who would take advantage of someone's misfortune. He doesn't act like a bandit like those in the wilderness."

"Haha..." The tyrant laughed awkwardly.

I wonder if it’s too late to bring back the envoys sent to Nanqiao?

He really despised the banditry of the wilds. Kidnapping and robbing people was nothing. If he wanted to stir up trouble, he would just destroy the country and massacre the city. But those were the actions of his youthful vigor. Now that he was older, he was also trying his best to do good deeds.

"Make a promise?" The tyrant changed the subject without blushing or beating his heart.

"Okay! We make a promise to hang ourselves for a hundred years and never change!" The childish voice echoed in the dragon chariot, like the sound of nature piercing the ears, like gentle rain moistening the earth, finally relaxing the tyrant's nervous mood.

After returning to the palace, a silent bloody storm began to quietly surge.