Emperor Chongjin merely stared at her coldly and sternly, signaling the eunuch to take her away. He then turned and carried the sobbing Xiao Cha Nian onto the imperial carriage, preventing the little girl from hearing the Fourth Princess's heart-wrenching screams or seeing her two hands swollen like steamed buns.
But the little girl, feeling wronged, kept shedding tears.
She wrapped her arms around Emperor Chongjin's neck, nuzzled her head against his shoulder, and kept whimpering "Father" all the way.
Emperor Chongjin, who was usually short-tempered, was surprisingly patient today. He held the little baby in his arms and coaxed him gently, which surprised all the palace servants.
However, the little dumpling Cha Nian didn't give Emperor Chongjin any face. No matter how he coaxed her, she just pouted and asked for her father, her mind was firm.
Emperor Chongjin had a large head.
"Niannian, be good. After I finish reviewing the memorials, shall I take you to Taichen Lake to play? There are many small fish there, some golden and some red. If you grab a handful of fish food, they will all gather around you."
Emperor Chongjin gently tossed the little baby in his arms, who was pouting, and coaxed him in a kind and gentle voice. It was a tenderness he had never shown before. Even Emperor Chongjin's own princes and princesses had never received such treatment.
However, Xiao Chanian, who had been pampered by the entire Hengchang Prince's Mansion since childhood, did not respect Emperor Chongjin's authority.
The little girl continued to wipe away her tears, pouting her rosy lips, and said in a tearful, childish voice, "What's so special about little fish! Every time Niannian goes into the water, many little fish swarm around her. Even when standing on the shore, Niannian doesn't need fish food; she just calls out and they come running!"
The little girl was shedding tears while pouting and proudly tilting her head back to show off; she was truly adorable.
Emperor Chongjin smiled as he looked at the spirited little crybaby in his arms, listening to her soft, sweet little voice. He couldn't help but smile and chuckled a few times. "Good, good, Niannian is so good. I'll take you to play in the Imperial Garden later. Little Niannian, don't be angry anymore, okay?"
Cha Nian watched as the dragon whiskers floated up as Emperor Chongjin laughed heartily, and curiously grabbed one. The whiskers felt soft and ethereal to the touch. The little crybaby sniffed, her glistening eyes filled with wonder.
"Okay, Godfather will let Niannian play with your dragon whiskers, and Niannian won't be angry anymore!" The little girl grabbed the dragon whiskers and wouldn't let go, kicking her two short legs playfully, but she still pouted her little mouth in a coquettish manner, her big, watery eyes staring longingly at Emperor Chongjin.
However, Emperor Chongjin was stunned—Dragon Beard?
What dragon whiskers?
Emperor Chongjin looked at the little baby nestled in his arms, his two little hands curled up in front of his chest, kicking his little legs, and his pair of crystal-clear eyes blinking, as if he had really gotten something fun.
But when Emperor Chongjin looked closely, he found that there was clearly nothing in her little hands.
Dragon whiskers?
Could it be... a beard?
Emperor Chongjin recalled that the Prince of Hengchang was of age to grow a beard, and given how much he doted on his daughter, he probably let the little girl play with his beard often.
Emperor Chongjin himself was not yet old enough to grow a beard, so he did not grow one. However, when he looked down and met the bright, watery eyes of the little baby in his arms, he immediately softened and replied, "Okay, Godfather will grow a beard for Niannian to play with later."
beard?
Xiao Chan blinked her watery eyes in confusion and looked down at the dragon whiskers she was holding in her little hand.
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