Chapter 816: That’s a good idea, but don’t think about it for now
Before Song Yanxi could ask, she heard Mo Jinchuan's voice say in a deep voice, "Jiaojiao, you are not allowed to go to the palace to look for your aunt again."
Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly widened, and she blurted out, "Why?"
Thinking of something, she looked at Song Yanxi angrily, "Mom, Daddy eavesdropped on us!"
After she finished speaking, the little girl finally realized that something was wrong and covered her mouth with her hand.
Daddy can hear her talking, so didn’t he also hear what she just said to mom quietly that she didn’t want daddy?
Damn it, Daddy will definitely beat her!
Jiaojiao blinked rapidly, her little head desperately trying to think of a solution.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, she reached out and hugged Song Yanxi and asked, "When will mother give birth to a brother or sister?"
Song Yanxi was stunned when she heard this, a blush appeared on her face, and she said embarrassedly: "It's too early for this matter, there's no rush."
Jiaojiao hurriedly said, "It's urgent, Daddy is so worried!"
As she spoke, she didn't care about Mo Jinchuan's expression and continued to talk to herself: "Uncle An Yi has told Jiaojiao that Daddy dreams of marrying Mom and having brothers and sisters with Mom."
It was true that he dreamed of marrying Song Yanxi, and this dream lasted for more than ten years.
But when she asked for the child urgently, Mo Jinchuan refused to acknowledge it!
He had been waiting and waiting, and was finally about to marry her into the house, but he hadn't even had enough time to cherish her, so why would he want a child?
If Xier wants, she can consider having one in a year or two.
Song Yanxi glanced at Mo Jinchuan's tightly knitted brows and knew that Jiaojiao's words must be a lie. She reached out and gently touched her forehead and said, "Naughty."
The little girl stuck out her tongue, hugged her and rubbed her, saying: "Jiaojiao wants a younger brother or sister, and brother wants one too."
She was just about to describe how much she wanted it, when her father suddenly said, "That's a good idea, but don't think about it for now."
Before she could say no, she was picked up and fell from the soft and fragrant arms into a hard embrace.
Jiaojiao moved her little butt and pouted, "It hurts."
Mo Jinchuan asked calmly, "Should I let Daddy hold me, or go find Aunt Zhuzhi?"
The little girl hugged him tightly and said with a sweet smile: "Jiaojiao likes daddy."
The appearance of the dog legs is simply unbearable to look at.
She said that she liked Mo Jinchuan, but she kept winking at Song Yanxi, and it was almost as if the words "Mom, save me" were written on her face.
It’s a pity that Mo Jinchuan won’t give her this opportunity.
Catching a glimpse of her little movement, he shouted directly outside: "Bamboo Branch."
As soon as the voice fell, the little girl in his arms shouted: "Auntie, Daddy wants to drink tea!"
After she finished speaking, she quickly hugged Mo Jinchuan tightly and hummed, "Daddy is the best. Jiaojiao can't bear to leave Daddy."
The speed of changing faces is astonishing.
Mo Jinchuan rubbed her hair and said with a helpless smile: "You didn't learn anything good, but you learned your aunt's fence-sitting skills to the fullest."
Jiaojiao quickly dodged to the side, protecting the two small tufts of hair on her head and said, "Daddy is so bad, he messed up Jiaojiao's hair!"
After saying that, she quickly added, "Jiaojiao likes Daddy the most, and Bad Daddy likes her too."
Amused by her cleverness, Song Yanxi looked at Zhuzhi who had just walked in and ordered, "Bring over the rattle that my cousin gave me, and let Jiaojiao pick out a pattern she likes first."
When Jiaojiao heard that there was something fun to do, she couldn't sit still anymore and hurriedly said, "Daddy, put Jiaojiao down quickly."
Mo Jinchuan raised his eyebrows, "Why, you don't like daddy again?"
"I like it, of course I like it!" The little girl answered without hesitation.
Seeing Zhuzhi turning around to leave, she became even more anxious and hurriedly held Mo Jinchuan's face and kissed him on the cheek.
"Daddy, good daddy~"
Unable to resist her pestering, Mo Jinchuan suppressed the corner of his mouth that was raised and ordered: "Be obedient and don't cause trouble for the aunts."
Jiaojiao nodded quickly like a chick pecking at rice, patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, Daddy, I will definitely not embarrass you."
Mo Jinchuan knew without thinking that she must have learned this from her aunt.
It seems that we really can't be lazy when it comes to raising children.
The little girl didn't know she was being tricked. She happily got off Mo Jinchuan's lap, trotted over, took Zhuzhi's hand, and said sweetly, "Auntie Zhuzhi!"
Zhuzhi said in panic, "No, Miss, just call me by my name."
Jiaojiao frowned and corrected, "Daddy said that all of Mom's sisters should be called Auntie.
Mother's younger brother should be called uncle."
She turned her head to look at Song Yanxi and asked in a baby voice, "Mother, is what Jiaojiao said right?"
Song Yanxi raised the corner of her lips slightly, nodded and said: "Jiaojiao is right, just listen to her."
Zhuzhi: "But..."
"Aunt Zhuzhi, let's go find a rattle." Jiaojiao urged anxiously.
Seeing that she was still standing there without moving, she simply dragged her out, saying earnestly as she walked, "Auntie, be good, we will listen to mother."
After hearing this, Zhuzhi reacted belatedly.
Yes, she just listens to her own daughter.
Everyone in the capital knows that the prince will always respond to the girl's requests and will definitely not be angry with her over these trivial matters.
What's more, when Miss Jiaojiao was speaking just now, the prince was sitting next to her listening, and his expression did not show any dissatisfaction.
If she keeps holding on to it, she would be immature.
Zhuzhi hurriedly bowed to the two of them, then turned around and left with Jiaojiao in his arms.
When they were far away, Song Yanxi raised her eyes to look at Mo Jinchuan, smiled faintly and asked: "Your Highness, is there anything you can't say directly? Why do you have to avoid Jiaojiao?"
Jiaojiao was so focused on playing that she didn't notice her father trying hard to suppress the smile on his lips, but she could see it clearly from the seat opposite.
The father in front of me clearly wishes someone would take his precious daughter as far away as possible.
Seeing through his thoughts, Mo Jinchuan smiled calmly and said, "Xier is indeed a discerning person. Nothing can be hidden from you."
Song Yanxi smiled back, "Your Highness, don't think that I will agree to be your accomplice just because you say a few nice words."
If Jiaojiao were to be made to cry, it wouldn't be as simple as shedding two tears.
He should at least show her his sincerity by letting her take such a big risk.
Mo Jinchuan laughed, "Xier, why do you have to say such harsh words?"
As he spoke, he took out "sincerity" from his sleeve and placed it on the table.
Looking at the bloodstained sachet, Song Yanxi felt that the pattern embroidered on it was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
Suddenly, she thought of the purpose of Mo Jinchuan's visit today, and her heart sank.
If she guessed correctly, this sachet should be the relic left by Sister Chunhua to Li Zhuang.
The boy usually treated the sachet as if it were his own eye. When he first arrived at the Yan family, Li Zhi insisted on looking at his sachet and the two of them had a fight.
My mother told me that after that, Li Zhuang tied the sachet into a knot and hung it around his waist, and he refused to take it off even when he slept.
How could Li Zhuang allow such an important thing to leave his body?
Could it be that Li Zhuang...
Mo Jinchuan said: "Don't worry, Li Zhuang's injuries are not serious, most of them are superficial injuries."
Song Yanxi frowned and asked, "Didn't people say that those two were so vicious that they broke three of a child's ribs?"
Although it is easy for oral communication to be distorted, this kind of communication with detailed descriptions generally will not be too different.
At least, it's not just a superficial injury.
Mo Jinchuan didn't answer but asked, "Xi'er, have you forgotten that Li Zhuang wasn't the only one who left the mansion last night?"
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