Crown Jewels

Chapter 88

It turned out that he didn't come to accompany her last night because he was sick.

She held back her crying, calmly put on the air of a little princess, and wanted to go in openly.

But before the little body reached the threshold, he was stopped by the dark-faced guards.

……

The black-faced guard didn't seem to recognize him until he met his companion's eyes, and there was some clarity in his eyes.

Although the guard's words were respectful, his attitude was tough.

"The county master—"

"My lord ordered that no one can enter."

"I also specially ordered, even if it is you, the little princess, you can't."

"presumptuous--"

The book in the girl's arms fell to the ground, and the corners of her eyes were raised, revealing a bit of condescending power.

"Inside is my father, I am the Princess!"

"Father is sick, you dare to stop me."

Seeing this, the black-faced guard tried to coax her at first, but later saw that she was difficult to deal with, so he didn't bother to deal with it.

No matter how much she cries, she has a strong attitude and says directly that that is what Prince Gong meant,
She was not allowed to go in because she was afraid of her young age and prevented her from being infected with illness.

Seeing that the few people were about to stalemate, Xiao Baozhu raised her eyebrows in a good-tempered manner and didn't bother to argue with them.

Just as the guards at the door breathed a sigh of relief, Xiao Baozhu got low and slipped in through the "small door" that was only big enough for her alone.

Excitedly pushing open the door, she didn't even care about Prince Gong's failure to make an appointment.

"Father—"

The smile on the villain's face froze little by little, until finally there was nothing left.

The man who turned around was his father, but when he looked at him, there was a strange look in his eyes, and an expression she couldn't understand at that time.

It was as if the wolfdogs domesticated by Jin Yiwei's uncles were excited and ferocious when they encountered blood.

Heping, the patient and cheerful father, seems to have two feelings.

It's like an illusion again!

But in the next moment, the father covered his lips and coughed lightly, his face turned pale.

When looking at her, she didn't seem to have much strength.

That obviously patient but unspeakable irritability seemed to be holding back something.

"Who allowed you to come in—"

Listening to the deep voice, Xiao Baozhu was inexplicably nervous.

She carefully tugged at the man's robe, and said pitifully:

"Father, Baozhu misses you—"

"It is said that you are sick, and Baozhu is worried about you!"

Prince Gong stared at her for a long while, his eyes were heavy, and after hearing what the villain said, his expression softened little by little.

Finally, Prince Gong gently touched her head.

, The touch on the top of the head made Xiao Baozhu's nose wrinkle slightly, and at some point, her father's left finger had an extra jade finger.

There was no taboo when touching her head, she felt a little sick.

After coming out of the study, Xiao Baozhu inexplicably felt blocked in her heart.

She didn't go back to the room, and came to the gazebo in the garden alone, and the sun was just right outside.

Little Baozhu suddenly remembered, when her mother and concubine were still alive, the father and king accompanied them, mother and daughter, fluttering butterflies in this garden.

She curled her lips, and Xiao Baozhu got up sullenly.

Finally, after a moment of hesitation, she picked up the butterfly net she had put aside, and stepped on the gravel road with her embroidered shoes.

The flowers and butterflies fluttered in the wind, and the little girl's sorrow disappeared a bit.

With a feather disc fluttering in the big net, her face gradually became more cheerful.

Put away the net, Xiao Baozhu is just about to release the butterfly.

Suddenly, a pair of small hands stretched out from behind, grabbed the net arrogantly, and threw it on the ground with a bang.

Then, the man directly stepped on the butterfly in the net, and watched Xiao Baozhu smash it triumphantly.

Little Baozhu's pupils narrowed slightly, and when she looked up, she saw Guanghua with a proud face looking at her.

Obviously that face is full of childishness, but those eyes are like revenge with pleasure.

Quickly pushed Guanghua away, but in sight, the butterflies in the net were mixed with the mud on the ground.

Xiao Baozhu was so angry that her body trembled violently, she dropped the bamboo pole in her hand to the ground with a bang.

The little baby's eyes were a little cold, and her sullen lips showed a bit of momentum for no reason. With a push with both hands, Xiao Guanghua unexpectedly fell to the ground.

The words of warning followed, "In the future, don't you come to my house again!"

Listening to Gu Baozhu's swearing of sovereignty, Xiao Guanghua looked at the bruise on his little hand.

She also couldn't hold back her emotions, glared at Xiao Baozhu, and called her by name.

"Gu Baozhu—"

"That's how you always like to grab my things."

Xiao Guanghua's voice was hoarse, as if expressing some kind of emotion.

"I brought the butterfly net, you have to grab it!"

"Your title as princess, if your aunt hadn't snatched the throne, wouldn't you have snatched your identity too."

Xiao Guanghua picked the mud on the ground with his nails, looked at the calm-looking little Baozhu high above, with tears in his eyes.

"Now, you even me..."

There was a sudden cry, and the second half of the sentence was not uttered.

When he regained his composure, he only stared at her and said a few words sullenly.

"You are a monster who steals other people's things!"

"..."

Guanghua cried sadly, and Xiao Baozhu didn't want to talk to her anymore.

She never thought of robbing her of anything, and the thing that fluttered the butterfly was obviously a gadget in her yard.

Guanghua came to his house as a guest, and even said that he robbed her, how cheeky!

Seeing Xiao Baozhu turn around to leave, Xiao Guanghua couldn't bear it.

She dug her fingers into the soil, grabbed a lot of it, and threw it behind Gu Baozhu...

Little Baozhu was caught off guard, her body was covered in dirt, she was in a bit of a panic...

Gu Baozhu didn't know that it was from this time that Guanghua, who hadn't had much contact with her before, was inexplicably uncomfortable with her.

Afterwards, she had to compare with her everywhere, and the rift between them also began to form at this time.

Patting the dust on her body, Xiao Baozhu really didn't want to see Guanghua again, so she dragged her disfigured face back to her room.

As soon as Xiao Baozhu returned to the room, she shrank herself into the bedding.

She pushed the book of words she was holding in her arms on the bedside as if to vent.

She didn't know why, but she just wanted to cry!
She had an inexplicable feeling, as if something very important to her was about to leave her completely today.

His dirty little hands wiped the beans, and his face was covered with dust.

His mother and concubine passed away, and he was not used to living alone in the same hospital, and he was worried about his father's health.

These pressures are imposed on the six-year-old girl, enough to make her unable to bring joy.

As soon as Xiao Baozhu raised her eyes, she suddenly saw the small pendant on the bedside shelf, which she had put there at will.

The rabbit is stepping on the moon cake, looking cute!
Little Baozhu curled her lips in disgust, the workmanship of this little thing is simple, and it is not as exquisite as the ones in its box.

The three-petal rabbit lip was slightly raised, revealing two big dies, and it was not at all as cute as the white rabbit Yuxue in her cage.

The red eyes are a little exaggerated with smeared paint, but they look a little funny.

On the back of the moon cake under the rabbit's feet, there are five words engraved crookedly: A Thousand Miles and a Shared Beauty

Maybe it was because the rabbit was really rough and funny, for no reason, Little Baozhu actually stared at the pendant for a long while.

Finally, she couldn't hold back the curiosity in her eyes.

Little Baozhu stretched out her hand, and put the pendant rabbit in her palm.

Her white and tender fingers stroked the outline of the five characters on the back of the mooncake.

as if……

For a moment, she was still the carefree little princess of Nanping who still lived arrogantly under the protection of her parents.

In the following days, Little Baozhu didn't go to the study to look for her father.

She could feel that when she suddenly saw herself that day, her father was not very happy.

This was the first time that he saw his father looking for him, but he was not very happy.

This kind of time, day after day, seven days in a row.

Finally, the heavy carved wooden door of Prince Gong's study opened from the inside.

Little Baozhu heard the report from the servant, and her father called her over...

(End of this chapter)