Princess Ling is also becoming shameless. Nonsense, when she has such a good magic ointment, what shame does she need?

A beautiful face is a good face. If it is ugly, there will be too many concubines in the family, and the wife will not be able to control them!

"Mom, I want it too. How about we each have half?"

Qiluo sighed.

"You... actually want something from a three-year-old."

Prince Ling closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. These two prodigal women would never show off in front of Emperor Wu of Xia again.

It totally disgraced him...

"Hmph, father, don't wipe it secretly when mother and I are not around." Qiluo pouted.

"How could I..."

Prince Ling's old face flushed, and he was a little annoyed, but since this was his most beloved daughter, he couldn't get angry.

This birthday party was really frustrating. How could he secretly use women's skin care products!

Wanwan curled her lips. She...didn't even mention giving a gift. Why were these two already arguing?

[Oh, forget it. Prince Ling is my uncle. He's my father's brother from the same mother.]

[He once took a knife for Daddy on the battlefield. Aside from being a bit of a show-off, there's nothing wrong with him.]

"Um... Uncle, do you want anything else besides the magic ointment? I feel like you're missing something else."

Wanwan looked at her and found that she was quite generous towards her father's brothers.

The two of them had a very good relationship, and he was the one who supported most of his father's empire.

Although Emperor Wu of Xia was a tyrant, he attached great importance to feelings and was very good to his brother who was born to the same mother.