Mu Wanji watched coldly, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in her eyes.
Emperor Chongjin, his face contorted with fierce rage, looked down and saw a cute little baby pounce on his lap. He instinctively suppressed the raging anger surging within him.
The moment he met those bright, sparkling eyes, he quickly curved his usually cold and hard lips into a gentle smile, afraid of startling the delicate little one. "Good morning, Niannian. Where are you going to play?"
"Godfather, hug me!" The little boy whined and rubbed against Emperor Chongjin's leg, trying to climb up.
Emperor Chongjin's heart had already melted completely. Amused by the little girl's adorable appearance, he bent down and hugged the little bundle of joy, gently stroking her soft, chubby cheeks. "You little rascal!"
"Let's go play with Grandma Empress Dowager and Sister Changyin!" The little dumpling giggled, answering Emperor Chongjin's question in a soft and sweet voice.
Mu Wanji was shocked to see that Emperor Chongjin's face, which had just been cold and furious, had instantly become kind.
Moreover, Emperor Chongjin, who has always disliked children, actually picked up that child?!
Mu Wanji stood frozen in place, her body stiff, like a defeated rooster that had been doused with a bucket of ice water, just like the drenched chicken in the phantom the little boy had just seen.
However, the little girl wasn't looking at Mu Wanji. She was clinging to Emperor Chongjin's neck, smiling sweetly and obediently, tilting her head in confusion to ask him, "Godfather, are you done with your work?"
"Not yet," Emperor Chongjin said, surprised that the little boy would ask this. After a moment of surprise, he smiled with satisfaction.
Then, he gave Mu Wanji a cold glance, his expression stern and displeased, his words sharp and pointed, "However, some people are not as sensible as Niannian, and have disturbed their godfather."
While Mu Wanji was still in shock, she was caught off guard by Emperor Chongjin's suddenly sharp and furious gaze.
Her pupils trembled instantly, and she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to breathe, completely forgetting that she had just personally instructed Miao'er to invite Emperor Chongjin.
The little girl didn't understand the adults' witty remarks. When she saw Emperor Chongjin, she immediately pouted and complained in a childish voice that her brother, the Crown Prince, wouldn't take her to find her godfather.
"Brother Crown Prince said that Niannian woke up late this morning, and Godfather is already busy, so we can't disturb him. He said we'll take Niannian to pay our respects to Godfather at dinner. Brother Crown Prince is so naughty, he doesn't even know to wake Niannian up!"
This little bundle of joy has completely forgotten how he clung to Zhuangyou's arms and refused to wake up this morning.
Zhuangyou was still thinking about making Mu Wanji suffer, and was about to speak when she heard what the little boy said. Instantly, all her anger turned into helplessness.
This silly girl, no matter how big the matter is, she can always lead it in a strange and bizarre way.
Zhuangyou glanced at Mu Wanji, who was already terrified and uneasy, and snorted inwardly, deciding to let her suffer a little longer.
Emperor Chongjin was still furious but hadn't vented his anger on Mu Wanji yet, but the little boy's tattling dissipated his anger first.
He chuckled and tapped her little nose, "Your Crown Prince brother always comes to the Qiantai Palace to pay his respects to me at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM). Little Niannian is still young, so she doesn't need to get up so early. Her godfather doesn't need to come to pay his respects to me every day either."
"But the Crown Prince can pay his respects every day!" The little boy puffed out his chubby cheeks angrily, looking wronged, clearly unaware of when Yin Zheng was.
Little did the little dumpling know that she always got up at 7:00 AM, which was only a tiny bit earlier than when the sun was high in the sky.
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