Sure enough, just as Emperor Chongjin had expected, the next moment the little dumpling pouted, and for the sake of the braised duck, had no choice but to comfort his godmother in a childish voice:
"Mmm, godmother, don't worry, Niannian is used to it! Daddy always acts like this when he holds Niannian and Mommy. My mother said that all crows are black, so godmother should get used to it soon."
When the little boy said this, he had a serious face like a little adult, and his clean, clear, dark eyes blinked brightly as he earnestly explained to his godmother on behalf of his godfather.
This is so clean and serious, a stark contrast to the stern, wolfish seriousness of a certain man.
After comforting his godmother, the little boy immediately looked at Emperor Chongjin, his eyes blinking brightly, his chubby cheeks showing dimples, looking like he had done a good deed and wanted praise.
"Cough cough cough..." Even if Emperor Chongjin had the thickest skin, he felt that he had nowhere to hide his face when he heard the little girl's innocent words and met her clear eyes.
Chen Zhixian blushed and glanced at the stiff-faced Emperor Chongjin. Taking advantage of his inattention, she secretly pouted.
It's rare to see that this old man still has some integrity left.
Seeing the older man glance over, Chen Zhixian quickly lowered her head, patted the little girl in her arms, and gave her a praising kiss on her chubby little face, "Niannian is right!"
Emperor Chongjin glanced at Chen Zhixian and sneered, "Don't think I don't know you're indirectly insulting me!"
Chen Zhixian quickly forced a smile and looked at Emperor Chongjin innocently, saying, "Your Majesty, I am innocent."
This tone is exactly the same as the tone used by Emperor Chongjin when he was feigning innocence.
The little baby in her arms blinked its big, dark eyes innocently, looking at him with the same innocent expression.
Emperor Chongjin: ...
Chen Zhixian kissed her sweet little girl's cheek again and continued to praise her, "If Godfather ever acts foolish again, Niannian should comfort Godmother like this!"
"Okay!" the little boy replied proudly.
Emperor Chongjin's forehead throbbed, and his face darkened.
"You think you've got some nerve, huh...?"
"Your Majesty! This servant has obtained everyone's confessions..."
Emperor Chongjin had just opened his mouth to threaten his young wife, his imposing manner was interrupted by Dejiang, who returned in high spirits.
So, Dejiang, who thought he had done his job well, entered the room only to be met with Emperor Chongjin's imposing and stern gaze.
Immediately, Dejiang's smile froze on his face, his legs went weak, and he collapsed at the door with a "thud".
Hearing the sound, the little boy's fluffy head twitched, and when he turned around and saw Dejiang lying on the ground, he asked in a childish voice, "Grandpa De, are you alright? Does it hurt?"
Dejiang broke out in a cold sweat. Hearing the little baby's soft, sweet voice was like hearing heavenly music. When he met those concerned, dark eyes, he almost burst into tears.
However, when he caught a glimpse of Emperor Chongjin's face, which was as black as ink, he immediately shivered and shrank back, continuing to act like a quail.
Emperor Chongjin's face darkened even more upon seeing Dejiang's reaction.
He turned his head to look, and Chen Zhixian saw his gaze turn to her, so she immediately lowered her head, hugged the little baby, and moved to the side.
The illusion that he was all alone once again swept over Emperor Chongjin's mind.
Emperor Chongjin pursed his lips in displeasure, his handsome face dark and sour. He glared coldly at Dejiang and snorted, "What are you kneeling there for! Hurry up and present your confession!"
It must be that stupid lackey that gave him this misconception!
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