The moment Qin Songmo's cold voice sounded in his ears, only two words popped up in Li Shengyi's mind.
I'm going to die!
Seeing that Meng Jiuan was unwilling to return the book to her, she frowned and stopped.
Then, Qin Songmo, who had just gotten off the carriage, saw his little daughter, who he thought was well-behaved and docile, lift up her skirt and step on the instep of her best friend.
“Ouch—”
The man's cry of pain echoed throughout the street.
With a "click" sound, Li Shengyi saw the book fall to the ground and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.
"What are you in such a hurry for?"
A familiar voice sounded above his head. Li Shengyi hurriedly covered the cover of the book in his arms. When he raised his head again, there was a hint of a smirk between his eyebrows.
"Dad, why are you here?"
Different from those old foxes in the court.
Li Shengyi is not good at disguise.
Qin Songmo could tell from the smile between her eyebrows that she had something to hide.
First, he looked up at his friend who was still covering his left foot and jumping on the spot.
The latter's facial features wrinkled slightly, probably because he didn't expect that Li Shengyi, a five-year-old child who was so thin, could have such powerful strength.
Seeing Qin Songmo coming, he immediately put down his left foot and bared his teeth, complaining, "Qin Songmo, are you going to do anything about it? What's wrong with your little carrot head?"
"I just ran into her on the street and came to see what she bought, and she hurt me like this!"
Seeing the small shoe prints on his fingers and insteps, Meng Jiuan bared his teeth again, "Little carrot head, you are really strong!"
Li Sheng thought that he was the first to complain and he immediately became dissatisfied.
She held the storybook in her hands and said angrily, "You clearly stole my storybook, why don't you give it back to me!"
"Hey kid, I'm here to help you see what's in this storybook. You're so young and can't even read a few characters, and you still want to read a storybook?"
"If you beg me, if you beg me, maybe I can read it to you myself."
Li Sheng had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen anyone as shameless as this.
When Meng Jiuan asked her to beg him, she turned around with the storybook in her arms, and what she saw was Qin Songmo's enlarged face as he squatted down in front of her.
"Storybook? What's it about? Does Shengyi like this?"
「Ahhhhh——」
【Don’t come here! 】
Qin Songmo's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
His face was grim, and he blinked at the scream that echoed inside him.
When Li Shengyi saw this scene, he just felt it was a little silly and cute.
Before, she could still praise him.
Now she held the storybook tightly in her arms, and saw Qin Songmo holding his hands frozen in the air.
She subconsciously took a step back, increasing the distance between them.
[I'm doing this for your own good, seriously, don't read this story.]
[How did you end up with Meng Jiuan? He's a military commander and can't read a single word, but you can't see this!]
[Help! If I eat both of these storybooks, will this cover up the truth? How come people dare to write anything these days? Even if the author writes about a domineering emperor falling in love with me, that's fine.]
[Who in this world is supporting these two people?!]
The chattering makes my head hurt.
Meng Jiuan raised his hand and rubbed his head, wanting to say that he knew how to read, and a lot of them.
I felt a cold gaze falling on me.
When he opened his eyes and saw that the person was Qin Songmo, he raised his finger and pointed at the tip of his nose, "Why are you looking at me? Could it be that I would lie to you?"
"This is the storybook she bought."
[Enough, Meng Jiuan. No one will think you are dumb if you don’t speak.]
Li Shengyi has lost all desire to live now.
She raised her head and looked at Qin Songmo eagerly, and said softly, "Dad, let's go back first."
Qin Songmo didn't understand what "carrying CP" meant.
Just as he didn't understand what she said at the time about the 'paper man's iron will'.
Even so, as a prime minister, he still understood some of her thoughts.
For example, the storybook she was holding in her arms was about herself.
Faced with his daughter's earnest persuasion to return home, Qin Songmo relaxed his brows and patted her head. "What kind of storybook did you buy?"
Li Shengyi's expression twisted again. She shook her head, her face showing obvious resistance. "It's some picture albums. I want to cultivate my sentiments."
"Dad, aren't you hungry?"
Qin Songmo had just returned from the Political Affairs Hall, and even though he had consumed so many brain cells, he didn't feel hungry.
He shook his head, not exposing her lies. He just patiently dealt with her, "I have quite a few famous calligraphy and paintings in my study. If you want to see them, I can have the breeze deliver them to your yard."
Li Shengyi thought that he had fallen into his own trap.
Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, the notebook in her arms was also taken away.
"These fake atlases are unsightly. They're just too good to be true... He runs away, and he chases? General Leng Ao's wife, the Prime Minister?"
Qin Songmo originally thought that the storybook his youngest daughter bought might be a book about her legendary stories.
But I didn't expect it to be like this.
After he read the title of the book on the cover, the little kid in front of him seemed to be deflated and became listless.
[I'm tired, let's destroy it! I just want to buy this book and destroy it. Who understands, my family?]
If I tell you I bought this book to roast sweet potatoes, will my dad believe me?
The little man in Li Shengyi's mind was screaming wildly.
Unfortunately, no one could hear her inner collapse.
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