Chapter 791 She Should Remember This
With a dull thud, his knee hit the ground hard.
Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears with a "wow".
She cried and choked, "Daddy, Jiaojiao knows she was wrong, can you please not be angry?"
Mo Jinchuan looked sullen and asked, "What's wrong?"
The little girl was so scared by his stern tone that she hiccupped and felt even more wronged.
Yan Qing couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Song Yanxi's eyes.
She whispered, "Xier, the child is still young, if you have anything to say, you can talk to her nicely."
Song Yanxi looked at the small figure not far away, and her voice was unconsciously filled with fear. "What if the person who took Jiaojiao out of the palace today was not Prince Xuan, what would mother do?"
Yan Qing was stunned by her question. He opened his mouth to say that the little girl was very safe in the palace, but he couldn't convince himself.
If it was really that foolproof, how could she appear outside Juweizhai today?
Fortunately, Juweizhai is their own business, and Bai'er has been staying in the shop all these days, so he was able to pick up the little girl.
What if he's no longer in the shop?
How much patience could those guys have in front of such a little girl to listen to what she had to say?
Or maybe the little girl remembered the wrong place and mistook it for Juweizhai.
Beijing is a mixed crowd, and many outsiders come to visit relatives and friends, and they can easily get into trouble, let alone a child of this age.
The more Yan Qing thought about it, the more scared he became.
Even though she knew clearly that Mo Jinchuan could find her so quickly, there must be a secret guard following Jiaojiao and protecting her at all times.
Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be safe!
If something goes wrong, no amount of regret will help.
Thinking of this, Yan Qing slowly sat back and gave up the idea of speaking for the little girl.
What happened today was indeed extremely wrong on her part, and she should learn a lesson from it.
Although Jiaojiao was crying, she kept her ears alert to the movements behind her, waiting for someone to stand up and speak for her.
But she waited and waited, and her tears were almost gone, but no one came to persuade Mo Jinchuan.
The little girl was unwilling to give up. She turned around and looked at Song Yanxi with tears in her eyes, "Mother..."
Fearing that her rejection would affect their future relationship, Shen Qingyun took the lead and said, "Xi'er, take a look at the quality of my new ring."
How could Song Yanxi tell whether something was of good quality?
She has never had much interest in these jewels.
But she couldn't let her aunt down.
She followed Shen Qingyun's words and chuckled, "Aunt's taste is truly extraordinary. This crimson ring complements her skin tone perfectly."
Shen Qingyun smiled and said, “Yeah, I think so too.
It just so happens that I recently acquired a few new sets of headwear, one of which is a very pretty crimson one. I'll put it in your dowry box so you can wear it on the day you return home."
Seeing the attitudes of several people, Jiaojiao suddenly felt even more aggrieved, and tears as big as beans fell down.
She was really sad at this moment. She wiped her tears, stretched out her little hand, gritted her teeth and said, "Daddy, hit me!"
That pitiful little look almost breaks one's heart. How could one really bear to hit her?
Even someone with a cold face like Mo Jinchuan is no exception.
He said coldly: "Answer the question I just asked."
Jiaojiao hiccuped and felt very aggrieved, "Daddy, I forgot."
As she spoke, she pretended to cry again.
Ziheng glanced at Mo Jinchuan and spoke for his father, "Dad just asked you if you knew where you went wrong."
Seeing her second brother, who usually loved her, say this, Jiaojiao felt even more aggrieved, and the more she wiped her tears, the more she cried.
Ziheng frowned and took two steps forward.
Just when everyone thought he would not be able to help but help the little girl up, they saw him groping in his sleeves and taking out a handkerchief.
He handed the handkerchief to Jiaojiao and reminded her, "Little sister, your face is covered with snot, wipe it off."
The little girl's face flushed immediately, and she quickly picked up a handkerchief to wipe her face, muttering as she wiped, "Jiaojiao is so beautiful, she can't have a big nose."
Ziheng said, "Wipe your tears again."
Jiaojiao did as she was told, but after wiping it off she still felt a little angry and squeezed the handkerchief in her hand hard.
She secretly glanced at Mo Jinchuan, and seeing his cold face and pursed lips, she became even more frightened.
Daddy's face looked so scary. He was angry with Jiaojiao and didn't want to care about her anymore.
Jiaojiao felt aggrieved but didn't dare to say it. She was torn between wanting to bite the handkerchief and being disgusted by the snot and tears on it.
She sighed softly and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft: "Daddy is angry. Daddy doesn't want Jiaojiao anymore."
Hearing her deliberate words, Mo Jinchuan's face became even darker.
He did not refute, but just lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl quietly, wondering what else would come out of her mouth.
Ziheng stood aside and watched, thinking that something was wrong.
He coughed lightly and winked at Jiaojiao, signaling her to stop while she was ahead.
If you keep talking nonsense like this, Dad will probably get even angrier.
Receiving his hint, the little girl threw the handkerchief away, rushed forward and hugged Mo Jinchuan's legs, humming: "Daddy, don't be angry, Jiaojiao really knows she is wrong."
Before he could ask, Jiaojiao muffled her voice and said, "Jiaojiao shouldn't have secretly run out of the palace and made Daddy worry."
Mo Jinchuan: "Continue."
The little girl thought for a moment, then counted on her fingers and said, "There are also my brother, mother, aunt, grandmother, and grandfather..."
She mentioned everyone she could think of.
Among them are Yan Qing, Shen Qingyun and other members of the Yan family.
Yan Changkun listened and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This little girl must have been cunning since she was a child. Even an old hand like her feels ashamed of herself in her ability to keep things fair.
Song Yanxi was also amused by her series of words, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Who taught this child to talk like this?
After finally telling everyone who remembered, Jiaojiao was so tired that she stretched out her hand towards Mo Jinchuan and said coquettishly, "Daddy, Jiaojiao is in pain."
The ground under her knees was a bluestone slab that Yan Changkun had paid a lot of money to have laid, and it was very hard.
Not to mention that she was a little girl, even Yan Qingsong, who was thick-skinned and used to kneeling, would grimace for a long time every time he knelt.
Ziheng felt a little sorry for her, so he coughed and asked, "Jiaojiao, how did you get out of the palace today?"
Hearing this, Jiaojiao looked evasive and said, "Second brother, I sneaked out by myself."
Ziheng couldn't help but frown, "Jiaojiao, tell the truth."
This kind of explanation wouldn't fool my father, and it wouldn't even fool him.
Thinking about what she promised her fourth uncle, Jiaojiao pursed her lips and her voice became smaller and smaller, "I just ran away secretly."
Looking at the little girl who refused to tell the truth, Mo Jinchuan said with a sullen face: "An Yi, send Jiao Jiao back to the palace."
When she heard she was going to leave, Jiaojiao immediately refused to do it, her eyes widened and she said, "I don't want to!"
She looked up at Mo Jinchuan, her face full of grievance, "Daddy, don't be angry, Jiaojiao knows I'm wrong."
She admitted her mistake, but she would never betray anyone!
Seeing through her thoughts at a glance, Mo Jinchuan laughed angrily.
He asked in a deep voice: "Jiaojiao, what did you promise your fourth uncle?"
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