shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 488 Baby stays up late to practice calligraphy?How can that work!
I saw the little guy sitting at the stone table, on which there was an assortment of pastries and tea.

She rested her chin on her little hands and dangled her little feet, looking extremely comfortable.

Not far away, Su Yinling was already sweating profusely from running.

As the butterflies flew around, Su Yinling stopped to take a rest.

Bai Zhi'er's little milk voice was soft and soft: "Aunt Yinling, you can't rest, you haven't caught that pink butterfly for Zhi'er yet, you have to work harder!"

Su Yinling wiped the sweat from her forehead and said out of breath: "Zhier, otherwise, call two palace servants to help me, Auntie is really tired."

"Where's Miss Qingmei? Tell her to come, so we can catch butterflies for you earlier."

Bai Zhi'er pouted immediately, and blinked her big eyes aggrievedly.

"I can't, none of them are as good as Aunt Yinling. I hope that the first butterfly this summer is caught by Aunt Yinling."

Su Yinling watched the child become more and more dependent on her gaze.

No matter how tired she was, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and insist on fluttering the butterflies!
Bai Zhi'er's soft voice continued to direct: "Left, it flew to the left! Oh, Aunt Yinling, you are too slow, it went to the right again, hurry up!"

Seeing this, Feng Fuce pursed his thin lips into a slight smile.

Chu Ping looked at him: "Master Hou, why don't we go and teach that Su Yinling a lesson?"

Feng Fuce turned his eyes and looked at him coldly: "What are you going to do? Isn't she already being tortured?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with the Asura envoy.

Chu Ping was taken aback, and hurried to catch up: "Master Hou doesn't care anymore?"

Feng Fuce was quite calm: "I thought Bai Zhi'er was really being bullied, but at present, it seems that there are other people who are being bullied. Since she knows it well, we don't have to intervene."

Chu Ping turned his head and glanced in Bai Zhi'er's direction.

I saw the little man with round black eyes, looking at Su Yinling who was jumping up and down with a half-smile.

She directed the left side for a while, and said the right side at the same time, just like playing a monkey.

Chu Ping also had a moment of doubt.

Does Her Royal Highness know everything?
at night.

It was already very late when Bai Xilie finished handling government affairs.

He guessed that at this time, the baby girl had already fallen asleep.

So he entered Ruizhu Palace lightly, intending to take a look at his daughter's sleeping appearance, then cover her with a quilt and leave.

However, when Bai Xilie walked into the hall, he saw the figure of the little guy, sleeping soundly in front of the table.

Bai Xilie was taken aback.

He hurried over and saw that the table was full of calligraphy practice paper.

And the little guy was so tired that he fell asleep lying on his head with a pen in his hand.

"Child." Bai Xilie hugged the little man, feeling extremely distressed.

"Daddy?" Bai Zhi'er woke up leisurely, rubbed her eyes, and muttered sleepily: "Huh? I'm practicing calligraphy, why am I falling asleep? Daddy put me down, Zhi'er hasn't finished writing yet .”

Bai Xilie frowned immediately: "I won't write anymore, it must be because Mo Yanchi has too much homework and I'm tired of you."

He turned his head to the door, and asked in a rather fierce tone: "Where is Qingmei? The princess is so sleepy, but she is not by her side to serve, go find her!"

Bai Zhi'er grabbed Bai Xilie's sleeve: "Daddy, don't blame sister Qingmei, it's Zhier who writes, and I'm hungry after writing, so ask sister Qingmei to get me something to eat."

Bai Xilie frowned distressedly: "Zhier, if you want to practice calligraphy, you can write again when you wake up tomorrow. Why bother to stay up all this time, Daddy will coax you to sleep."

But Bai Zhi'er shook her head firmly: "No, Daddy, I have to finish writing. Master will enter the palace tomorrow."

"In the past few days, Aunt Yinling took Zhi'er out to play, which delayed the time to practice calligraphy. If Master knows that I don't practice calligraphy, he will be disappointed. Zhi'er doesn't want him to be disappointed."

Bai Xilie frowned, and his tone suddenly darkened: "Su Yinling? Does she come to take you to play every day?"

(End of this chapter)