Chapter 23 Eat your pig head buns

The next morning, Wanwan got up early.

She sat on a stool like a doll and let Hehua tie a cute bun on her head. Then she put on a beautiful little dress and stood in front of the bronze mirror to take a selfie.

She is so cute~

After packing everything, Wanwan was led by her mother out of Furong Palace. The carriage out of the palace stopped at the door early.

Just as Wanwan was carried into the carriage by her mother, she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking towards them not far away.

[Hey, why does that figure look so much like her scumbag father? ]

Wanwan was a little uncertain, and stretched out her little hand to rub her eyes. Who else could it be if not her scumbag father?

Concubine Yi was also very surprised to see the tyrant suddenly appear, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Concubine Yi was about to dismount to greet him, but the tyrant pinched her waist and pushed her back. The tyrant

stepped into the carriage without any courtesy under the slightly surprised eyes of the big and small, "I just happen to have nothing to do today, so I will go back home with my beloved concubine."

The next second, at the signal of the tyrant, Eunuch Fu and a few eunuchs carried the golden boxes in their hands onto the carriage.

Wanwan: [Wow, these golden boxes can't be all gold and silver treasures, right? The scumbag father must have spent a lot of money]

[But if he is so diligent for no reason, he must be a traitor or a thief. The scumbag father must have ulterior motives.]

Wanwan had just finished complaining in her heart when the tyrant suddenly pinched the bun on her left side.

Wanwan immediately raised her cute little face and said to the big tyrant in a soft and cute voice: "Daddy, sit here."

The big tyrant looked at a little brat diligently waving away the snacks and sundries beside him and let him sit next to her.

This cute look looks like a good child, unless he can't hear her voice.

The little brat is speculating on him with the worst motives again.

"Yeah."

The big tyrant responded lightly and sat down next to the little brat.

The carriage, which was originally spacious, seemed a little narrow because of the arrival of the big tyrant.

The familiar yet strange male breath approached, and Concubine Yi seemed very uncomfortable.

Even though she had been in the palace for many years, she and His Majesty had never sat in the same carriage.

To her, His Majesty was just a stranger with the name of her husband.

The carriage was extremely quiet. The tyrant didn't realize until he sat down that he didn't know what to talk about with Concubine Yi.

Concubine Yi had just turned 15 when she entered the palace.

He heard by chance that she had admired him when she was waiting to be married, so he issued an imperial decree to let her enter the palace as a concubine. In the first three years, he only occasionally called her. In the next three years, she was slandered by Concubine Rou and was cruelly sent to the cold palace.

The tyrant suddenly felt that what the brat said was not unreasonable. From the perspective of a husband, he was indeed a heartless person.

But he felt that he was not like that. At first, he did feel guilty about Concubine Yi and wanted to compensate her, but later he found that she felt more than just guilty about him.

[It's so quiet! Why don't these two talk? Why don't they look like they know each other well?]

Wanwan looked at her mother and her scumbag father sitting opposite each other without saying a word. She looked at them like a crowd of spectators.

After hearing Wanwan's thoughts, the tyrant also felt that the atmosphere was very strange. They shouldn't be like this, so he opened his mouth to try to break the silence: "Have you had breakfast? What did you eat?"

[Pfft! What a tacky way of chatting! If your scumbag father doesn't know how to chat, don't force it on you!]

The tyrant: "..." Concubine

Yi replied softly: "Your Majesty, I have had breakfast. I had porridge and buns."

"Oh." The tyrant responded softly, and then stared at Concubine Yi's little face, as if he was expecting something.

Concubine Yi didn't quite understand at first, but then she thought of something and asked, "Has Your Majesty eaten breakfast?" Wanwan was

speechless listening to the awkward conversation between the two. She took out the small biscuits made by her mother from the snack box beside her and was about to take a bite when she heard her scumbag father answer, "Not yet." "

Your Majesty, why don't you finish your breakfast before coming? How can you eat on an empty stomach?" Concubine Yi didn't expect that His Majesty would come without eating breakfast. She opened the food box beside her and handed it over, "These are all I have here, Your Majesty, please eat these first."

The tyrant: "Okay."

[Ah! My favorite pig buns!!!]

Wanwan, who was standing aside, saw that the tyrant was going to use her favorite pig buns to fill his stomach, and shouted in great sorrow.

Pig buns? What the hell is this?

The tyrant picked up the small and exquisite bun and took a look at it, noting that it was indeed shaped like a pig's head.

Seeing that His Majesty was staring at the bun without eating it, Concubine Yi explained, "This was originally made for Wanwan as a small snack to satisfy her craving on the road."

The next second, the big tyrant opened his mouth and took a bite, and the soft and glutinous aroma of milk mixed with wheat spread in his mouth, "Well, it tastes very good. I didn't expect that my beloved concubine's cooking skills are so good that they can rival the chef in the kitchen."

Concubine Yi: "Your Majesty, you are too kind. I was just sitting in the kitchen playing when I had nothing to do."

"It's delicious. Is milk added to it?"

Concubine Yi nodded, "Yes, goat's milk is added. Wanwan likes to drink it."

The big tyrant: "Wanwan, it's good to drink goat's milk. It will help you grow taller."

Listening to the two people talking gradually, Wanwan suddenly felt like a little ugly.

She had just been making fun of this scumbag dad for his awkward conversation, but she never expected that the two of them could have a good chat, and the idiot turned out to be herself.

[Scumbag dad, you didn’t ask my mom if she had breakfast just to eat my favorite pig buns, did you?]

[The quiet atmosphere was broken by this sentence, and they talked about the day and ate pig buns. He is really scheming.]

A scheming scumbag dad: "..."

The little brat, he is being rebellious again.

Knowing that a certain little brat liked it, the tyrant ate three and then stopped.

Seeing this, Concubine Yi asked, "Your Majesty, don't you want to eat?"

The big tyrant smiled and pinched the bun on the head of the little girl next to him, "If I eat a certain girl again, I will be eaten."

Concubine Yi followed the man's gaze and saw the little girl pouting her mouth in grievance and staring at her cute pig bun.

Noticing that both of them were looking at her, Wanwan quickly came to her senses, picked up a pig bun and handed it over attentively, "Daddy, eat as much as you want, Wanwan is very generous."

The big tyrant looked at the little girl's harmless face, secretly sighed in his heart, touched her little head, and smiled like a kind father: "Wanwan, eat more, you can grow taller, you are too short now."

[Stinky scum dad, you are short, your whole family is short, I am only three years old, how tall do you want me to grow, like a bamboo shoot? 】

Wanwan cursed in his heart, but on the surface he said: "Thank you, Daddy~"

The big tyrant stuffed the pig bun into the kid's mouth.

Tsk, you two-faced little kid,

go eat your pig bun.