Yun Zimu ran away.
Run faster than the big yellow dog on the street.
Li Shengyi raised his hand and placed it on his forehead, and only breathed a sigh of relief after watching him run away.
[Luckily, you have long legs, otherwise I would have taken revenge on my father first!]
"The Daughter's Day Osmanthus Appreciation Banquet is in two days. If you hadn't come to me and acted like a conspicuous presence today, I would have almost forgotten that you had a role to play in the Osmanthus Appreciation Banquet."
"Hmph, you're colluding with the Second Prince to use the Northwest locust plague as a tactic against my father at the palace banquet, right? If you run any slower, I'll make sure Meng Jiuan breaks your legs!"
Meng Jiuan, who was inexplicably called out: ???
No, does he look like such a cruel person?
But the Second Prince is going to target his friend at the palace banquet...
Meng Jiuan raised his hand and scratched his chin.
Otherwise... he should go and break Yun Zimu's legs first?
In this way, that kid can't go to the palace banquet, and can't join hands with the second prince to target his friends.
Having made up his mind, Meng Jiuan frowned and looked thoughtful, already thinking of the map of the Bachelor's Mansion in his mind.
By his side.
With his short hands on his waist, Li Shengyi didn't turn around until Yun Zimu disappeared from the street. He then looked at the two people behind him.
Pretending not to notice the book in Qin Songmo's hand, she immediately rushed into his arms, not knowing what it meant to act coquettishly.
Then she heard her sweet voice coming out of the man's arms.
"Dad, aren't you busy? How come you have time to come over?"
"Are you tired? Do you want a drink of water? Lu Xing, hurry up and find a teahouse. My dad must be tired after a busy day. Hurry and ask the waiter to bring a pot of good tea."
"Dad, let's go have some tea."
Li Shengyi was only a five-year-old child at that time.
There's nothing wrong with acting coquettishly.
Qin Songmo also fell for it and planned to question her about the storybook "He Escapes, He Chases" in his hand after going to the teahouse.
Some people just don't buy it.
Meng Jiuan had just come to his senses from the possibility of attacking Yun Zimu at night and crippling him.
I saw Little Radish Head hugging his best friend, making sweet and coquettish sounds.
I shuddered all over.
He grabbed the back of Little Radish's collar with one hand and forced the father and daughter to distance themselves. "Little Radish, who taught you such a disgusting trick?"
"I saw you a few days ago and you were fine. How come you've become so disgusting after just two days?"
Li Shengyi was still trying to distract her father.
Meng Jiuan suddenly intervened and said she was disgusting.
After grinding her baby teeth, she bared her two small canines and said, "Let me go."
"No, you're still sharp-tongued. Why is it gone now?"
Meng Jiuan found it amusing when he saw her showing her baby teeth to him.
He even pinched her cheeks, and when he saw her pouting lips because of the pinching, he didn't give her any face and laughed out loud in front of so many people on the street.
Li Shengyi smiled at him, "...I only have sharp tongues towards dogs. If you were a dog, I could scold you too."
With a "puff" sound.
A chuckle broke the sudden silence between the big and the small.
Qin Songmo frowned, bent down, took the little girl's hand, and was about to take her to the teahouse.
Meng Jiuan dared to tease Li Shengyi, but he didn't dare to make fun of his good friend.
Seeing the father and daughter leaving in front of him, he frowned and immediately followed them.
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In the private room on the second floor of the teahouse.
As soon as Meng Jiuan pushed the door and entered the private room, he saw Li Shengyi, who was so arrogant just a moment ago and had defeated Yun Zimu in a one-on-one challenge.
At this moment, he lowered his head, with a cautious and tentative look on his little face.
"Well, Dad, I really only bought this to bake sweet potatoes."
Qin Songmo sat in the main seat, with two storybooks stacked together in front of him.
A notebook that is only as thick as a finger.
Use it to bake sweet potatoes?
A sneer escaped from Meng Jiuan's lips.
He closed the door of the private room, ran to sit down next to his friend, picked up the storybook, and tried to persuade Li Shengyi in a kind way.
"Little carrot head, when your father was not yet the prime minister, he was an expert at interrogating people."
"You're too young to know. It was winter, and snow was falling heavily outside. Your father stripped the prisoner of his clothes and made him roll through a pile of red-hot charcoal."
"Tsk, just one roll and the man couldn't bear it and confessed. I advise you not to play any tricks in front of your father. It's just two books... books..."
Meng Jiuan initially thought he had seen it wrong.
He first rubbed his eyes vigorously, then glanced at the title of the book to make sure he was not mistaken.
He immediately closed the book cover again, covered his face with both hands for a long time, rubbed his face vigorously, and then opened the book cover again.
"'He flees, he pursues, the cold and arrogant general and the prime minister's wife'???"
"What's this? What's written here..."
He just casually turned a page, and when he saw the words "Mo'er, my wife" on the page, Meng Jiuan raised the book in his hand high above his head.
His breathing became heavier and heavier until his tanned face turned red, and he couldn't catch his breath.
"Li Shengyi, you'd better explain why you bought this book."
Qin Songmo was already enough of a headache for Li Shengyi.
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