Xiaoliu, whose eyes were swollen and unable to open, said: ...Fifth brother, I was not in danger?
Xiaoqi with a sausage mouth: ...Fifth brother, do I deserve it for my mouth?
Xiao Ba, whose face is swollen like a steamed bun: ...I am strong!
The tyrant emperor deliberately covered Tianbao's mouth to prevent her from making any more sounds: "Xiaowu, you are able to correct your mistakes, which is the greatest virtue. As punishment, you will be punished by copying the "Emperor's Scripture" once."
Xiao Wu's head was rumbling, and he thanked with a bitter face: "Thank you for your forgiveness, father!"
A book called "The Emperor's Classic", I wonder how many words it has.
He remembered that among the books the Queen asked Xiao Si to copy, there was one called "The Emperor's Classic". Xiao Si took a year to finish copying that book. Now two years have passed, and he has not finished copying the books he was punished to copy.
Xiao Wu raised his head and glanced at Tian Bao. Seeing the little sparkle in her eyes filled with heartache, he immediately grinned again.
His mother said that a real man should be responsible and accountable, and he must protect his little sister.
Concubine De looked at her son with complicated eyes and sighed.
She usually pretended to be sick and had a headache to trick him into writing, but he could never concentrate on writing anything. Now, for the sake of his little sweet baby, he was willing to copy the book.
She is just a sister now. If he falls in love with a girl when he grows up, he will definitely treat that girl as a treasure, and she, the old mother, will be a grassroots person.
You can’t keep your son when he grows up!
When Concubine Xian heard about this punishment, she couldn't help but say, "Your Majesty, the Fifth Prince has caused them so much harm, how can he just copy a book and let it go?"
Wu Zhaoyi pushed Xiao Ba, whose cheek was already swollen, forward and cried heartbrokenly, "Your Majesty, look at Xiao Ba. He... wuwuwu, he is so miserable."
"Puchi~" The tyrant took a look and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Xiao Ba looks like he has something secretly in his mouth.
Xiao Ba whimpered, tilted his head and lowered his eyes, and the swollen half of his cheek became more obvious.
Tian Bao pouted and turned back to glare at the tyrant emperor: "Father is wrong, you can't laugh at my big brother."
"Myna, hahahahahahaha!" The foolish emperor was inexplicably tickled and burst into laughter, accidentally making a few pig-like sounds.
The laughter stopped abruptly, and he closed his mouth in embarrassment, trying to divert everyone's attention: "Isn't a mynah bird a parrot?"
Xiao Ba raised his head sadly, tears streaming down his face.
His face was so swollen that he could only see his facial flesh when looking down. Now he could actually catch a glimpse of his face when looking straight ahead. How miserable he was! His father actually laughed at him!
And smiling so happily!
The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and he couldn't help crying out loud.
Xiaoliu's eyelids and Xiaoqi's mouth were also painful and itchy. Xiaoba's crying opened the floodgates of tears and they started to howl.
As they cried, their mother also sobbed in pain.
Seeing that he had gotten into trouble, the foolish emperor awkwardly picked up the little sweet baby and ran away: "You guys can cry first. I have an appointment with Prince Jing, so I'm leaving first."
Several princes and concubines looked at each other, and soon, the crying became louder.
Tianbao puffed up her cheeks and sulked. By the time the tyrant emperor noticed them, they had already gone quite far away from Lewan Palace.
The tyrant felt somewhat guilty.
Ever since he took his seven sons to court two years ago, he discovered a kind of pleasure - making his sons cry made him feel happy.
So in the past two years, he always subconsciously made the little boys cry.
Seeing that the emperor didn't look at her, Tian Bao simply held his face and forced him to face her: "Father is wrong."
The tyrant king avoided his gaze and said, "Well, no, no, I was wrong."
Zhang Fujin, who was not surprised: ...The emperor has always been spineless in front of the little princess.
Tian Bao said softly, "Brothers are also the emperor's children. The emperor shouldn't make the brothers cry. They will be sad."
"They are hurt..." I don't care whether they are hurt or not.
The words were on the tip of the tongue, but when he looked up and saw Tianbao's watery eyes full of anticipation and heartache, he couldn't continue.
The words rolled around on his tongue for a while, but he swallowed them down. When he spoke again, they became: "Tianbao is right! Zhang Fujin, remember to remind me to give each of those brats a royal meal later!"
Tianbao curled her lips. She knew that the imperial meal given as a reward was something that her father would not eat after taking a bite.
She pouted and sighed like a little adult: "Fifth brother likes slingshots the most, so he gave me one because he doesn't have a good slingshot."
"Sixth brother is timid and afraid of the dark."
"Seventh Brother likes to practice swordplay, but he doesn't have a sword."
"Eighth brother doesn't have a name yet, and neither does ninth brother."
The tyrant said sourly: "Humph, Tianbao remembers the preferences of these brats very clearly."
Tian Bao put her chubby little face over and rubbed it against the emperor's big face: "Father likes wood, likes beautiful screens, and likes to make things with wood."
The emperor smiled happily: "I still like sweet and obedient children the most! Okay, I understand. I will find time to make a slingshot for Xiaowu in the next few days, and a wooden sword for Xiaoqi. I will also give Xiaoliu a few large night pearls! I will think carefully about the names of Xiaoba and Xiaojiu."
"Father is so nice! Father is awesome!" Tianbao rubbed the emperor's face like a little animal.
The father and daughter chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at Lingxiao Palace.
Prince Jing has arrived.
When he saw Tianbao, his expressionless face suddenly turned into a big smile and he stretched out his hands to hug the baby.
The smile on the emperor's face froze, and he winked at Zhang Fujin.
Zhang Fujin skillfully asked someone to bring the timing funnel and looked at the tyrant emperor.
Prince Jing snorted coldly, "Your Majesty, how long can I hold you this time?"
The emperor hesitated for a while, then said calmly, "One stick of incense."
Zhang Fujin was embarrassed and quickly asked someone to light another incense stick.
Prince Jing had long been accustomed to such a tyrant, so he didn't care and took Tianbao to his lap: "Tianbao, do you miss your uncle?"
Tian Bao smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, showing a mouthful of small silver teeth: "I miss you, I miss you very much!"
Prince Jing was surprised: "Oh? What do you think about it? How long do you think about it every day?"
Tianbao frowned. Why does this uncle always ask this kind of questions?
She poked her little heart: "Tianbao thinks about it, thinks about it when eating, and thinks about it when playing games."
"Hahaha..." Prince Jing's face, which had been as cold as ice for thousands of years, was completely melted.
The tyrant emperor not far away wrinkled his nose, rolled his eyes, and tried hard to ignore the prince's happiness. If he didn't have something to discuss with the prince, he would not let another man hold his sweet baby.
Oh!
What's so strange about that? I hold her every day!
But he still felt a little jealous, especially when he saw Tianbao smiling so happily, he felt so jealous that he was bubbling.
So the foolish emperor couldn't help but start to stir up trouble: "Ahem! What do you think about yesterday's incident, Prince Jing?"
Prince Jing reluctantly shifted some of his thoughts, but he still looked at Tian Bao with a smile: "Haha, Your Majesty, have you really thought it through? Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of the opportunity to steal the throne?"
He didn't know if the foolish emperor was crazy, but he actually took the initiative to invite him to temporarily take over the position of Minister of the Central Secretariat.
How could he, a man of great cunning, be easily fooled?
The tyrant emperor obviously wanted to force him to reveal his true identity so that he could take the opportunity to eliminate him.
The naive and foolish ruler: "...You are saying this to my face, aren't you afraid of losing your head?"
Tianbao: You are discussing important matters in front of me, aren’t you afraid that I will spread rumors everywhere?
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