A Cheng Yaojin suddenly appears?
Tianbao turned her head and saw that her fourth brother's eyes were shining, and he was obviously looking forward to it.
It turned out to be Fourth Brother, no wonder.
The evil imperial concubine will definitely not give him a good life, huh!
"You... want to be the young master of Prince Jing's Mansion?" The foolish emperor felt a little uncomfortable. Xiao Si's initiative to volunteer seemed like he was abusing his son.
The Fourth Prince nodded his head like pounding garlic: "Yes! Father, is it okay?"
Once I go to Prince Jing’s Mansion, my mother will no longer be able to control me!
No one scolds me, no one forces me to study, no one forces me to take a bath!
It’s beautiful just thinking about it!
The more he thought about it, the brighter the Fourth Prince's eyes became.
The tyrant snorted in frustration and glared at him sideways: "It's not impossible, Prince Jing, please choose for yourself, Xiao Si and Xiao Jiu, you can pick any one you want."
The fourth prince ran up to Prince Tanba and rolled up his sleeves with great effort, revealing a chubby arm. "I'm very strong and won't get sick!"
He jumped again: "I can jump high too!"
Prince Tanba looked at the tyrant emperor coldly, his face pale and cold, as if covered with a layer of frost.
The dumb prince pointed at the leg of the paralyzed prince, then pointed at the fourth prince, and nodded: This kid is strong and healthy, and is very suitable to be a son for someone as weak as you.
Prince Tanba was displeased when he saw his eyes scanning back and forth. He raised his head and glared at the tyrant: "When did I ever ask you to adopt a son? A son, huh, who cares!"
It's not like he hasn't been someone's son before. He has been plagued by internal conflicts since he was young. With the four brothers fighting with each other, who has time to take care of the late emperor in his old age?
He doesn't want this brat. When he grows up and competes with other princes for the throne, his gold mine won't be enough!
Prince Tanba stretched his neck, looked at Tianbao deeply again, then waved to the guards behind him and left.
The tyrant spat at his back.
Bah!
When you want to snatch the sweet baby, you keep calling me your subject. When you fail to snatch it, you keep saying "I, I, I". If I were not merciful, I would definitely ask someone to slap you a few times to teach you a lesson!
"Aba Aba." The voice of the mute prince brought the tyrant back to his senses.
The mute prince raised his hands towards Tianbao, wanting to hug the baby.
The tyrant emperor subconsciously assumed he wanted a child, glared at him hostilely, and took two exaggerated steps back: "If you want a daughter, just give birth to one yourself. Who in the world would try to steal the emperor's daughter? Ridiculous!"
The dumb prince's face turned red and blue, and he stretched out his hands for a long time. Finally, he angrily picked up the stack of papers and left the palace.
The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it, he was still worried: "Zhang Fujin, pass on my oral instructions!"
"The royal family has few descendants, and I cannot rely on my efforts alone. Prince Gong and Prince Jing must work harder to live up to the legacy laid by our ancestors. I will grant them two beauties each to help carry on the family line. I look forward to hearing the good news before the New Year."
There are still two months until the Chinese New Year, so I can have two months of peace and quiet.
Tianbao blinked blankly.
Few offspring?
Including Xiaojiu, she has nine brothers. Is that too few?
Zhang Fujin clearly shared the same doubts: "Your Majesty, this... lack of offspring, do you need another way to describe it?"
The previous emperors had only a few children, with the youngest having only two sons. This tyrant emperor, however, set a precedent in Nanqiao history: nine sons and one daughter! Not only did he have many children, he also had a little princess!
"What's in exchange? I worked hard for seven years to get a daughter, isn't she poor?" The foolish emperor didn't notice anything wrong with his words.
Tianbao was happy and opened his toothless mouth.
Father is so cute!
Tianbao has worked hard for eight years and finally has a father in this life!
Zhang Fujin said awkwardly, "Your Majesty, I have heard a rumor that is not easy to talk about."
The tyrant emperor was grinning foolishly at Tian Bao, and he didn't even look up when he heard this: "Which one? Prince Gong can't have children? Or is it that Prince Jing has injured his vital organs and can't have sex?"
Tianbao wrinkled his face and blinked a few times.
Hmm? Why don't I understand what Father is saying?
Aren't women the only ones who can give birth? Third Uncle definitely can't have one. Is Father stupid?
What is a lifeline? It must be something very important. Fourth Uncle injured his lifeline. How pitiful.
And what does it mean to be unable to do anything?
The little head was confused for a while, and then she felt sleepy suddenly. She opened her mouth and yawned, and then yawned again.
Her eyelids began to twitch under the heavy burden.
In a daze, she heard the foolish emperor asked Zhang Fujin to bring the imperial physician and some tiger and deer penis to the palace.
Xiao Si must be extremely sad at this moment. His uncle, the emperor, who has no children, doesn't even want him. Is he so disgusting?
The tyrant emperor turned around and saw that he was still standing there with a sad look on his face. He immediately became furious and walked over to kick this traitor.
Tianbao, who was dozing off, was suddenly startled. Seeing that the tyrant was about to kick the Fourth Prince, he howled anxiously.
Fourth brother is so pitiful. He has such a bad mother. What can he do? Anyone would want to run away! Why kick him?!
The tyrant emperor was startled and didn't kick it.
The Fourth Prince was no longer stunned. He pulled the corner of his mouth in grievance and stared at the leg of the tyrant that wanted to kick him. His calf felt a little weak.
The tyrant emperor pretended to raise his leg again, intending to kick Xiao Si.
"Woo-wah... Woo-wah!" Tianbao howled twice in a hurry: Father, don't kick fourth brother!
The tyrant emperor was extremely surprised. He freed one hand and pretended to hit Xiao Si.
As expected, Tianbao howled anxiously twice again.
The tyrant tried several times, and every time he pretended to hit her, Tianbao would cry twice. He put his hands down, and Tianbao would stop crying immediately.
The fourth prince was so frightened that his legs and neck trembled, and he shrank his legs and neck, and his courage was completely frightened away.
"Hehe! It's amazing!" The tyrant king couldn't help but be delighted. His precious baby was truly a divine baby!
The Fourth Prince didn't know what was wrong with the foolish emperor. He wanted to kick him many times but failed, and wanted to hit him but didn't do it. In the end, he even walked into the inner hall with a foolish smile on his face.
His legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground. He wiped away his tears silently before getting up to pay his respects to the queen.
The task that Concubine Shu had given him was not yet completed. He had to muster up the courage to ask the Queen for Xiaojiu...
The next day, when Concubine Zhao entered the main hall to breastfeed the little princess, Yaer took the opportunity to follow her.
Seeing that the little sweet baby was full, she pushed aside the palace maid next to her and stretched out her hand first: "Talented Lady, let me help the little princess burp the milk."
Zhao Cairen wanted to tidy up her clothes and gently wiped the milk stains from the corners of Tianbao's mouth before handing it over.
Yaer walked while burping the little princess, and took the opportunity to walk to a corner where no one could see her, and poured the small bottle of poison in her sleeve onto the wild peach kernel bracelet.
Little Sweetie was lying on her shoulder, and her view was blocked by Yaer's head.
She only felt that the string of wild peach pits on her wrist suddenly became a little cold and a little wet, and her heart immediately began to beat wildly and she became uneasy.
"Woo-wah!" The baby instinctively opened his throat and cried louder than before.
When the tyrant emperor and the queen were disturbed and rushed over, they saw that the little sweet baby's white and tender arms, like lotus root nodes, were shockingly covered with red rashes.
The itching was unbearable and she cried even more heartbreakingly.
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