The group pet is three and a half years old: the tyrant's little milk rabbit is cute

Chapter 227 Seven Remaining
Eunuch Dequan came to report at the right time.

The emperor hummed, "Let them all come in."

"Yes."

In the courtyard, there is a small gazebo built by the emperor some time ago.

The emperor hugged the white dodder and sat with Concubine Lin on the cool chair in the gazebo, waiting for the little princes to come in.

She is about the same age as Bai Tutu, and there are more than a dozen sons of aristocratic families who are a few years older than her.

Of course, what Mr. Dequan thought was different, after these ministers heard that the emperor wanted to find a foster husband for the white dodder.

No one is unwilling!
Everyone is assuming that if the emperor and the little princess are satisfied, they can immediately pack up the son-in-law and send it to the palace to be the little princess' foster husband!
Eunuch Dequan, who specially asked the guards to bring the board, was speechless immediately.

It's useless to take the board with you.

Eunuch Dequan led the twelve young masters into the yard and asked them to stand in a line in the yard.

These little boys looked very immature, the youngest was the same age as the white dodder, and the oldest was only seven years old.

But looking at it this way, everyone looks pretty good.

Concubine Lin watched this scene, almost thinking that the emperor was drafting girls.

She never thought that her daughter would have such a day to choose her husband as a foster child!
Concubine Lin was filled with emotion.

"Tu'er, these young masters are all around your age, or a few years older than you. Look at who you want to be your foster husband."

The emperor held the white dodder and asked her solemnly.

After looking around with wide and curious eyes, the white dodder said in a childish voice.

"Daddy, Tu'er doesn't want to be the same age as Tu'er."

emperor:? ?

"Tu'er doesn't want to be a three-year-old boy like Tu'er?"

White Dodder nodded his head, but did not say the reason.

The emperor glanced at Eunuch Dequan.

Eunuch Dequan nodded and shouted at the top of his voice, "The three-year-old son can leave now."

After saying that, out of the twelve people, almost five young men left in a hurry.

Now there are only seven little sons left.

Bai Tutu frowned seriously and looked around, then raised his face and asked the emperor.

"Daddy, can Tu'er go and have a look in front of them?"

"Of course, do you want Daddy to accompany Tu'er to see it?"

The emperor was already worried that his daughter would say that she would accept the seven young princes as child foster husbands.

"No need! Tu'er send some!"

Bai Tutu jumped out of his father's arms, and walked up to the seven young masters on his own legs.

The youngest of these seven young masters is five years old, and they are all taller than the white dodder.

White Tutu didn't know where he learned it from, and with his two little hands behind his back, he paced up to each of the little princes, looking up at them carefully with his little face raised.

There is a thin-skinned little boy whose immature face is as red as a monkey's butt.

The emperor looked at his daughter's actions, but didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

It's just that Concubine Lin really didn't see it.

She's also already worried that her daughter will turn into a sea queen.

Although Aquaman is very happy, but scum!

Bai Tutu didn't know her mother's worries, so she looked around the seven young masters carefully.

The small brow furrowed and stretched from time to time.

It looked like he was making a difficult choice.

"Tu'er, have you made your choice?"

The emperor was a little anxious.

(End of this chapter)