Long Jingchen: ...
He truly never expected to be disliked by a four-year-old toddler.
Sang Mumu pouted and said disdainfully, "Brother is shy, isn't he!"
"Who's shy!" Sang Chaochao instantly bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
With a piece of pork jerky in her mouth, Sang Mumu mumbled, "Then why are you blushing, brother?"
Sang Chaochao: ...
So why does his own sister need you to be so smart at this time, but usually so stupid?
Long Jingchen looked at the miniature version of his face and pursed his lips slightly. He took a few steps forward and picked up the little guy.
Sang Chaochao's ears turned red instantly. He lay on Long Jingchen's back watching his younger sister, Sang Mumu, cover her mouth and giggle, then stiffly turned his head away.
But my heart felt inexplicably warm.
I never imagined that the tyrant had this side to him.
It felt really warm; I never imagined that someone other than my mother could give me this feeling.
The unfamiliar feeling, however, made him quite fond of it.
What they didn't know was that Sang Jiang was already going crazy with worry because of their disappearance.
If it weren't for the fact that she didn't want to see Long Jingchen, she would have already rushed into the palace to snatch him away.
She looked at Wei Qing helplessly, and pleaded with a sob in her voice, "Wei Qing, I'm counting on you day and night."
Wei Qing held her hand and nodded heavily: "Jiang Jiang, don't worry, Chaochao and Mumu are also my precious children. I won't let anything happen to them. I have already contacted the spies in the palace, and I will bring Chaochao and Mumu back as soon as I have the chance."
"Okay." Sang Jiang was like a deflated balloon. As soon as Wei Qing let go, she collapsed to the ground, which startled Wei Qing so much that he quickly helped her up.
He helped Sang Jiang onto the soft couch before daring to let go of her.
Sang Jiang lowered her eyes and waved to him, "You go back first, I need to be alone for a while."
Wei Qing hesitated for a moment before slowly nodding: "Alright."
After saying that, he looked at Chunhe beside him and said softly, "Keep an eye on your princess. If anything happens, tell me."
"Yes, I understand." Chunhe curtsied.
After Wei Qing finished speaking, he took one last deep look at Sang Jiang before turning and leaving.
He really wanted to bring Chaochao and Mumu out, but unfortunately Long Jingchen knew him, and if he went, he would probably expose Chaochao and Mumu's identity directly.
She looked in the direction of the palace and sighed deeply again. He took a few steps forward, then stopped and turned to sit down at Sang Jiang's door.
This is the time when Sang Jiang needs someone the most, and he can't leave her alone.
Meanwhile, at Chengshun Hall.
Long Jingchen looked at the two little ones sleeping soundly beside him and slowly suppressed his smile.
He glanced at Yang Qi and said softly, "Keep an eye on them, don't let anyone get close."
"Your servant obeys." Yang Qi nodded and silently walked to Chaochao Mumu's side. Looking at the two little babies sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
If that incident hadn't happened back then, would the Emperor and the Imperial Noble Consort's child be this age by now?
He now dares not even think about Sang Jiang day and night.
Because he never imagined that Sang Jiang was already pregnant when she left.
Outside.
Long Jingchen called out to An Ye, who was hidden in the shadows, and said in a deep voice: "From today onwards, you will be responsible for keeping an eye on Chaochao and Mumu. As long as they are there, you don't need to pay attention to any commotion outside. Just focus on protecting the two of them."
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