The Group-Favored Chubby Baby: I Have Four Big-Shot Daddies

Ye Qianqian became a six-year-old chubby darling. Not only did she possess dual-system powers, but she also had four big-shot dads.

"Dad!"

The little darling cried, startling th...

Chapter 397: Do You Really Think There’s No One in the General’s Mansion?

Chapter 397: Do You Really Think There’s No One in the General’s Mansion?

"I'm full. Auntie didn't eat much." Ye Qianning jumped down from the chair.

"Just looking at General Xiyan makes me full. He looks like a big black bear. But the little prince of Xiyan is really handsome. This is the first time I have seen such a handsome boy. No wonder Xiyan holds him in his hands." Mudan has heard some things about the prince of Xiyan.

"Yeah, they are both princes, why is the prince of Beili so different from others?" Ye Qianning clicked his tongue and shook his head, Sang Qi exploded at the slightest provocation.

Someone like Xiliuyuan wouldn't get into a fight with anyone...

They should all form a group directly with each other.

Mudan groaned, "Oh, it's really hard for you. I hope there will be a turnaround in the future. The royal family is really not a good place to be. Let's go back to the courtyard. They must be very worried."

"Yeah." Ye Qianning took her hand honestly.

"Does your face still hurt?" Mudan took her hand and walked out the door.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"I finally understand why so many young ladies from official families went in so lively and were carried out. The rules are not made by people. What they say is right is right and what they say is wrong is wrong. It all depends on their mood..." Mudan kept chattering along the way.

Ye Qianning listened carefully. The wind blew and there was a dangerous smell in the air.

"It is the most obvious choice for our general to resign. No matter what the rumors on the street are, he should go to the battlefield himself if he has the ability..." Mudan became more and more angry as she spoke, and suddenly her voice dropped.

He tightened his grip on Ye Qianning's hand and subconsciously pulled her behind him. He looked towards the rockery with a vigilant look: "Who's there? Come out."

Ye Qianning felt that there was no need to look for opportunities, as they would just come to him.

A huge figure walked out from behind the rockery. Mo Geluo looked lewd and said, "What a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet a beauty while strolling in the garden."

"It turns out to be General Xiyan. Since the general is not here, please do not move around casually, otherwise people will mistakenly think that you are plotting something bad." Mudan sneered and was not afraid at all.

"Plotting something bad? Hahaha, what could that cripple Xiang Minghou have that is worthy of my plotting against?"

"General Xiyan, please be careful with your words. If you dare to disrespect my general again, don't blame the general's mansion for poor hospitality." Mudan's face turned cold.

Ye Qianning's face also turned cold, and he really thought that there was no one in the general's mansion.

"Is what I said wrong? Didn't Marquis Xiang Ming tell you how inhumane he is? Hahahaha, so many beautiful women are alone in empty rooms. It makes me feel sad."

"Someone, please ask General Xiyan to leave." Mudan scolded.

A servant immediately stepped forward and said, "General Xiyan, please come in."

Mogro glared at him and said, "Get out of here."

"Please." The servant was not afraid at all.

Mo Geluo was a little furious. He turned his head and stared at her, laughing angrily: "Your temper is really what I like. If you follow me, I will take you back to Xiyan to be a general's concubine."

"Concubine? Hahahaha." Mudan was also amused. When her laughter subsided, she spat at him: "Look at your character. You are not even worthy of carrying my shoes."

"You bitch, you're looking for death." Mogro angrily raised his foot and walked over like the wind.

Mudan protected Ye Qianning as they retreated, and the servant immediately stepped forward to protect the two of them behind him.

Mogro rushed towards the servant with his bear-paw-like fist.

The servant closed his eyes in fear, but did not feel the pain he had imagined. He quietly opened his eyes and found that the fist was only a little bit away from his face.

(End of this chapter)