"Little, little princess, you mustn't, you mustn't! Can the capital compare to Hengchang? Tigers can't be brought out here so easily!" The moment Duke Zhongwu thought about how he would be in charge of looking after these little darlings in the future, his leisurely mood for watching the show vanished.
The little boy looked at the Duke of Zhongwu, whose expression changed in the blink of an eye, pouted, and snuggled into his older brother's arms with a wronged expression. He complained in a childish voice, "This uncle is so mean. He was so agreeable just now, but as soon as Nian Nian promised him not to tell on him, he immediately changed his mind."
That sweet, soft little voice sounded so pitiful.
The Duke of Zhongwu felt even more aggrieved; how could things be the same now as they were just now?
However, when he looked up, he met Huo Chengche's cold and threatening gaze, and quickly went over and coaxed with a smile, "No, no, no, Uncle is easy to talk to now! But, but about the tiger... we can discuss it again."
The little dumpling nestled in her older brother's arms, her chubby cheeks rubbing together, her bright black eyes blinking as she looked at Duke Zhongwu. "Then, Uncle Fatty, who's easy to talk to, Niannian wants to play with Fatty Tuantuan from now on! Is that okay?"
Huo Chengche looked down at the mischievous little bundle in his arms, his thin lips curving slightly as he looked at Duke Zhongwu with a playful expression.
Duke Zhongwu's fat face stiffened. He opened his mouth, but then realized that saying "yes" or "no" would be inappropriate at this moment.
The little boy looked at the troubled Duke Zhongwu, his little mouth immediately pouting again, his bright eyes welling up with tears, and he said in a childish voice, "Didn't Uncle Fatty say we could discuss it? He's definitely biased towards Nian Nian."
The little boy became more and more aggrieved as he spoke, and finally let out a pitiful whimper, saying, "Niannian is going to tell Daddy!"
Upon hearing the little boy's last words, Duke Zhongwu immediately agreed without hesitation. He smiled broadly and leaned closer, saying with tears in his eyes, "It's easy to discuss! If Niannian wants to take him, she can! If she wants to find these rascals, she can! Welcome, welcome!"
"Really!" The little dumpling immediately kicked his short legs happily, and there was no trace of the pitiful and wronged look he had just had.
The little boy gave the approaching Duke Zhongwu a big kiss and said in his sweet, childish voice, "Uncle Fatty is the best! Niannian likes Uncle Fatty!"
Oh dear, it's become my favorite again. You were just saying you were going to tell on me!
Duke Zhongwu snorted inwardly, looking at the happy little baby with a headache.
He had no doubt that even if there was only one little tyrant raised by the Prince of Hengchang, he could definitely lead a whole circle of young masters in the capital astray.
"Master, the old lady sent me to inform you that the banquet has begun. Please take your seats with the young masters."
Upon hearing the maid's words, Duke Zhongwu immediately called to the little rascals surrounding the battlefield, "Alright, stop playing, the feast is starting, go eat and then play!"
Upon hearing this, the little rascals stopped making a fuss and followed the servant to the front of the table.
Qin Zhouli ran over with two little bundles of joy, looking down to find the little baby, when she looked up and saw Huo Chengche.
Qin Zhouli's innocent smile froze instantly, and he timidly hid behind his father, smiling obediently at Huo Chengche, "Crown Prince Cousin, when did you arrive?"
Huo Chengche glanced at Qin Zhouli and could tell who he was looking for just by looking at the angle he was looking for.
"Niannian, please take your seat with me. You take good care of the two little sisters."
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