The tyrant's daughter is three and a half years old: the whole family is a villain

Chapter 183 Just To Tease You (Part [-])
Qinzheng Hall.

Su Xuanyan gently shook the newly made jade fracture fan with his fingertips, and glanced at Su Yijun who was at the desk correcting the memorial, his tone was mixed with a bit of resentment.

"Brother Huang, you called me to enter the palace, and I came, but you didn't say a word. I still want to watch Jiu'er pretend to be the little flower god."

Today he was able to get up early on purpose, and even chose his seat, but Su Yijun suddenly summoned him into the palace with an imperial edict, and he drank several cups of this tea, so he just watched him correct the memorial.

Su Yijun raised his narrow eyes, narrowed them slightly, and glanced at Zhou Fu who was waiting at the side, "King Ding'an is hungry, go and bring some pastries."

Zhou Fu couldn't hold back the twitching of his forehead, looked at Su Xuanyan sympathetically, and bowed in response: "Yes."

"Hey! Wait! No need!"

Su Xuanyan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stopped Zhou Fu. He had already drank five cups of tea and a plate of pastries in less than half an hour. If he ate any more, his stomach would burst.

Looking at Su Yijun begging for mercy, "Brother Huang, you old man, please let me go!

If you have anything to do, you can just order the old man directly. "

After finishing correcting the last memorial, Su Yijun got up, looked at Su Xuanyan with a bitter face expressionlessly, "It's nothing, I'm just teasing you."

Su Xuanyan: "..." @##￥%&***!

Su Yijun walked to the clothes hanger at the side, took off his outer robe, and put on the regular clothes he had prepared long ago. He tilted his head to look at Su Xuanyan, who had a distorted face, and asked solemnly, "Isn't it funny?"

Su Xuanyan and Zhou Fu: ...

"Brother Huang." Su Xuanyan took a deep breath.

After Su Yijun changed into his regular clothes, he replied softly, "Yes."

"I'm afraid you may have misunderstood funny things." Always wondered if the Gu worm in his royal brother had affected his brain.

"...Oh." Su Yijun gave Su Xuanyan a cold look, "If Jiu'er was here, she would definitely find it very funny."

As he said that, Su Yijun showed a look of "people like you must not understand Jiu'er's smile".

Su Xuanyan: ...

Sure enough, it hurt my brain.

Also, Jiu'er's ability to laugh is completely in line with your performance, do you really think you are funny?

Su Xuanyan stopped talking, he always felt that if he continued to talk, Brother Huang might say something shocking to the world.

Seeing that Su Yijun had changed into his regular clothes, Su Xuanyan realized something was wrong, "Brother Huang, what are you?"

Su Yijun squinted at Su Xuanyan, "Of course I want to see Jiu'er."

"...Then why did you call me into the palace?" If it wasn't for Su Yijun, he should be sitting in the best seat in Wangjiang Tower, drinking tea and looking at Jiu'er.

"Well, I didn't see it."

"...?"

So, because you have a memorial to approve and can't read it, you want to drag me along?
Su Xuanyan almost pasted the word 'outrageous' on his forehead.

But in front of Su Yijun, Su Xuanyan didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Su Yijun glanced at him, "Do you have an opinion?"

Su Xuanyan smiled: "No, no." No wonder!
"Okay, let's go, if you go late, you won't be able to see Jiu'er." Saying that, Su Yijun strode towards the entrance of the hall.

Su Xuanyan shook the folding fan in his hand, took a few deep breaths, but still followed behind Su Yijun.

Temple door.

Zhou Fu told Xiao Anzi: "I went out of the palace with His Majesty, you should do your job well, and you must not go on business trips."

"Yes, Master." Xiao Anzi replied seriously.

"Okay, then I'll go as a teacher." Zhou Fu glanced at Su Yijun who came out of the hall, and hurriedly followed.

Xiao Anzi looked at the backs of the three leaving with envy in his eyes.

Woohoo, he really wants to see Princess Nine pretending to be the little flower god!

**
The villain stared suspiciously at a certain part of the crowd.

Just now, she seems to have seen brother Xuanyuan, but hasn't brother Xuanyuan already returned to Eastern Mongolia?
Before Su Jiu could take a closer look, a pleasant singing sound suddenly came from ahead.

The Flower God Festival in Beiyan Kingdom is held every three years. The selected Flower God needs to sit on a sedan chair and be carried around the capital by 12 people for the public to pay homage. On a high platform, jugglers are invited to perform.

Let the people feel the joyful atmosphere of the festival while praying for blessings.

This is also the reason why, although Su Yijun's cruel and heartless temperament is rumored in the palace, the common people still support Su Yijun very much.

The people actually don't care who is sitting in that position at all, they care more about whether the person in that position can make them live a good life, eat enough, wear warm clothes, for them, no matter how happy they are But things.

And the performances on the high platform are not so much a sacrifice to the flower god, but a kind of welfare for the common people, because these performances, if they are on weekdays, would cost money to watch.

For a moment, almost everyone was attracted by the performance on the high platform.

Su Jiu rested her chin with both hands, and stared at the lead dancer on the high platform without blinking her apricot eyes.

It was the young lady who was molested by Brother Tuoba that night.

Ruyan is wearing a light pear-blossom shirt today, and when she dances lightly, she looks lithe and boneless. This time, she didn't wear a veil, and some people who have never seen her true face gasped. gas.

"Sure enough, it is better to see once than to hear a hundred times. This Ruyan girl is really stunning, no wonder she has won the oiranship three consecutive times!"

"Smiling beautifully, looking forward to her beautiful eyes, especially her waist, it's not an exaggeration to say that she is a country and a city!"

"The beauty's dancing posture is also very moving, really like a picture scroll."

"However, why did Miss Ruyan perform dances for the Flower God Festival today? In previous Flower God Festivals, it was just a few well-known singers who came to perform dances."

"Maybe it's His Majesty's order? I heard from my cousin who is serving in the palace that the Ninth Princess is deeply favored by His Majesty, and the cost of food and clothing is the best in the palace. Smoke will come to the stage."

"..."

Just as the crowd was discussing, a tall figure squatting on the ground stood out.

Another petite boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old grabbed the big man's ear.

"I told you to be careful, Jiu'er almost saw us just now."

The young man said these words closely, and if others listen carefully, they will find that this is not a young man at all, but a woman's voice.

Su Jingqin glanced coldly at the graceful figure dancing on the high platform, then lowered her head again to look at Xuanyuan Che who was squatting on the ground with aggrieved eyes, her tone was serious.

"Does it look good?"

(End of this chapter)