Little Four, Little Five, and Little Six all looked at Little Seven, expecting his gift.
But Xiao Qi passed the finger he had just sucked to Xiao Tianbao's mouth and said foolishly, "Seventh brother's hands are so fragrant, give them to Tianbao."
He loves sucking his fingers the most, sometimes they taste sweet, sometimes they taste salty.
The little finger and thumb of his right hand turned white from being licked by him all day long.
"Eh!" Little Four and Little Five simultaneously revealed expressions of disgust, "How disgusting!"
Xiao Tianbao also felt disgusted, but looking at Xiao Qi's expectant eyes, she was conflicted.
Do you want to give Brother Seven this face?
Seeing that Xiao Tianbao's mouth seemed to be about to open, Xiao Si quickly slapped Xiao Qi's hand away: "Tianbao doesn't want to eat your hand! It's so dirty!"
The back of Xiaoqi's hand turned slightly red from being slapped, and he rubbed it with his other hand in a wronged manner.
Little Sweetie felt very distressed.
She cherishes anyone who is kind to her.
She turned her little face and spoke to Xiaoqi in baby language for a while: Brother Qi, don't be sad, I appreciate your kindness.
Xiao Qi smiled, wiped away her tears, and stretched out her little hands in front of Xiao Tianbao: "My hands have been washed, they are clean! They are not dirty."
Well, it’s not dirty, thank you Brother Qi!
The four little princes chatted with the little sweet baby for a long time, but the little sweet baby didn't cry at all.
The clever Xiaowu was the first to make faces: he poked the tip of his nose upwards, and a piggy nose came out; he raised his little fist with his little finger and thumb erect on his head, and a calf came out... The little sweet baby was so amused that his eyes and eyebrows were curved with laughter.
Seeing this, the other three little princes rushed to make faces for the little sweet boy.
The usually deserted Lingxiao Palace was soon filled with laughter and joy.
"How amazing! The little princess can laugh!" The eunuchs and palace maids couldn't help but discuss...
In the past, once the emperor entered the Xumeng Palace, he would forget to eat and sleep.
But today, he could hear the crying of the little sweet baby so much that he ran out several times in succession: "Zhang Fujin, go and see if my sweet baby is crying?"
Zhang Fujin was grinning. Luckily, the High Heaven Palace was right next door. He ran back and forth without getting tired of it. “Your Majesty, the little princess isn’t crying.”
The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt a sense of loss.
Tianbao is too well-behaved. It’s not wrong for him to hold him and comfort him when he cries.
He went back to his carpentry work absentmindedly.
This cycle repeats several times, and another day passes.
As the sun sets, the emperor goes to bed and returns to Lingxiao Palace with a sky full of red clouds.
From afar, I could hear laughter coming from inside, high and low, staggered in frequency.
The emperor's expression was stern: "Did those rascals sneak in and mess with Tianbao?"
Zhang Fujin tensed his bones and trotted to keep up with the emperor's hurried pace, nervously worrying about the little princes.
The emperor rushed to the Lingxiao Palace with a stern look on his face. The eunuchs and palace maids who served the little princes were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.
The emperor snorted coldly, "How do you take care of these little bastards? Let them mess around here! Zhang Fujin, change them!"
The eunuchs and palace maids did not dare to say a word in defense. After hearing the last sentence, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Who is willing to serve the young masters? When they are willful, they can't persuade them and dare not control them. They just hang their heads on their belts every day.
The emperor walked in angrily and found the four little princes sitting around the little princess and making faces. The little princess was babbling and seemed very happy.
The high emotions dissipated invisibly like a popped bubble.
His son had nine children, but he had never seen such a heartwarming scene!
Surrounding the little princess, these brats seemed less annoying to him.
"Ahem." The emperor cleared his throat, seeking to make his presence felt.
The eunuchs and maids accompanying the little princess only then realized that the emperor had returned. They were so frightened that their legs went weak and they all knelt down: "Your Majesty, the little princes ran in on their own..."
The emperor ignored them, walked over with his hands behind his back, and said sternly: "Are you clean? Why are you surrounding Tianbao?"
Xiao Wu's eyes rolled: "Father, I changed into clean clothes."
Xiao Qi, who had just been despised by his brothers, lifted up the hem of his robe and said seriously, "Clean! Not dirty!"
The emperor waved his hand and said, "Everyone, come down to me. This is not decent."
The four little princes quickly climbed down from the dragon bed and lined up in a row from oldest to smallest and from tallest to shortest.
Tianbao looked over when she heard the voice. As soon as the emperor's eyes fell on his daughter's delicate face, a smile immediately appeared in the corners of his eyes: "My dear Tianbao, I'll go change my clothes and come back to hold you right away."
Seeing the emperor leave, Xiaowu elbowed Xiaosi and said, "Father is gone, Fourth Brother, shall we run away?"
Xiao Si, who lowered his head, stole a glance and shook his head hesitantly: "No."
He couldn't escape from his father's Five Finger Mountain. If his father got angry and his mother found out, he would be scolded again. Instead of that, it would be better to let his father scold him here and calm down.
Xiaowu rolled his eyes and was about to run away with Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi when the emperor came back.
He quickly changed into clean clothes, washed his hands, and with a kind look on his face, he held the little princess in his arms.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he saw his sons standing motionless not far away. He coughed twice again: "You woke Tianbao up, why don't you come to accompany her? Hmm? Whose Nanzhu is this?"
A huge South China pearl rolled out of Tianbao's arms and fell to the ground.
Xiaoliu rushed over, picked it up, blew on it, and wiped it on his robe: "Sixty-six, this is for my sister."
The emperor raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You are thoughtful, boy."
Seeing that the emperor wasn't angry, Xiao Wu hurried out and pointed at the slingshot that had fallen on the dragon bed as if offering a treasure: "Father, I also gave a gift to the little princess! Fourth brother also gave the warm jade he always wears to Tian Bao!"
The four little princes unconsciously surrounded the emperor, their little heads looking at the sweet baby in his arms.
"Father, Tianbao just touched my face and smiled at me." Xiaowu boasted proudly.
Seeing that the emperor was in a good mood, Xiao Si gradually relaxed: "Tian Bao also touched my face."
After a few words of fatherly love and filial piety, the emperor's eyes rolled and a cunning light flashed in them.
He sighed deeply, pursed his lips, and ordered, "You give me a pat on the shoulder, and you two give me a pat on the legs. Alas, you don't know how tiring it is to be an emperor. There are endless memorials to review and endless trivial matters to deal with all day long. Your royal grandfather died of exhaustion."
The Fourth Prince, who was patting the Emperor's shoulders, paused and frowned in confusion:
Why is what my father said completely different from what my mother said?
My mother said that once I become the emperor, I can do whatever I want. Isn’t that true?
"Every day, before dawn, while you're all sound asleep, I have to get up to attend court. Ministers chase me around, pressuring me to deal with this and that, and sometimes even scolding me. I sit on that dragon throne for hours at a time, and my butt is covered in calluses. When it's hot, I'm covered in sweat, and when it's cold, I'm covered in ice..."
The emperor suddenly realized that ideological work should start from childhood.
He accidentally gave birth to so many sons, and he will not be able to stop them from fighting openly or secretly in the future, but he can brainwash his sons from a young age!
"No matter which unlucky guy among you sits in this seat in the future, you must treat Tianbao well as always, understand?"
Three-year-old Xiaoliu’s head was full of questions, and he raised his hand to ask questions.
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