The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 383 Acheng, guess who I met?

Seeing that Qilou's servant had already won, Zhao Xu quickly reached out and blocked the little girl's mouth again.

He directly lifted the child up into the air, covered her mouth and said, "If you have anything to say, we can talk about it later in the wing."

The little girl let out a dissatisfied sneer when he covered her mouth, as if she disdained his behavior very much.

That's right, so what can't be said?

Princess Anle has already walked into Qilou with them. Needless to say, what does this mean in the eyes of others?

You are not fools.

The sixth prince kept smiling, carried the child in his arms up the steps, and did not forget to say to An Le and Jiang Fu behind him, "Princess and princess be careful on the steps."

Jiang Fu and An Le nodded lightly, looking at the little girl in his arms who was kicking her carrot-like calf, her expressions were a little hard to explain.

The sixth prince walked in front, holding the child in his arms and looking at the steps at his feet. Although he did not look back, he still spoke to the person behind him. His voice was soft and he said, "By the way, I forgot to tell the princess. The general is also on top, so the princess won’t mind.”

"The general is here?" Jiang Fu was taken aback.

"That's right. Originally, I wanted the general to bring the county princess to Qilou for dinner, but the general said that the county princess has something to do today. I didn't expect that we would run into each other. What a coincidence." The sixth prince put his boots on the last After a step, he finally put down the child who had been vacant in his arms for a long time, patted his head, and said, "Go."

The tone was the same as an adult letting a child run to play, although the princess was originally a child.

The child's hair was messy. She raised her white and tender hands and brushed the broken hair on both sides of her cheeks. She said in a childish voice, puffing her face and stomping her feet, "You messed up my hair!"

"It's better if it's messy." The sixth prince walked forward without a red face, and he turned back to An Le and Jiang Fu as he walked. "Princess Princess, Princess, this way please."

"Whatever looks good is good, Zhao Xu, you have no heart." The child raised his eyes and said angrily, "It's useless for me to spend so much energy and energy planning for you. People like you will sooner or later..."

The sixth prince turned his head and hugged her again, covered her mouth, did not let her finish the rest of the sentence, but took her words and said calmly, "People like me will live a long life sooner or later, I have a lot of money, is it right? Thank you sister."

The little girl in his arms blushed and kicked all over, but the strength exerted by those little arms and legs was really nothing to Zhao Xu.

Jiang Fu and An Le walked behind silently, they looked at each other and pursed their lips, "Princess, it's quite miserable.

The names of the wing rooms in Qi Lou were extremely elegant, and Jiang Fu looked over them one by one. Finally, they stopped in front of a wing room named Chunzhi Qiuyu.

The sixth prince raised his hand, knocked on the door, opened his mouth while pushing the door in and said, "A Cheng, guess who I met."

The person sitting in the wing raised his eyes, and there was another small black figure sitting beside him.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, dressed in a black black suit, with black hair and a crown, and raised his eyes lazily, with indifference and calm in his eyes, like a lake that would never fluctuate.

The deep and pleasant voice came out, and the tone sounded like it was just matching Zhao Xu's words, and it didn't make people feel the slightest curiosity, "Who?"

(End of this chapter)