The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 27 There are two more men?
Emperor Jingyuan narrowed his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he looked at his third son in front of him with a half-smile, and asked with gritted teeth: "Oh? Did you take your sisters to Chunfeng Tower?"

Zhao Zhinan knew that a disaster was imminent, so he knelt on the ground and cried out, "Father! I know I was wrong! You are so wise and brave, please let me go this time. I just brought my two sisters out to listen to music and relax because they were too bored. I have never been involved in anything else. Heaven can bear witness to this, my heart is clear, the sun and the moon can testify to this, and father, you can see clearly!"

Emperor Jingyuan choked.

Zhao Zhinan looked up quietly, and seeing the gloomy face of Emperor Jingyuan, he lowered his head again. The breeze from the window hit his face, bringing a hint of chill.

"Father?"

Emperor Jingyuan flipped through the confiscated books and snorted, "There are two men's books? And with pictures? Third brother, do you have this habit?"

Zhao Zhinan had a sad face and didn't dare to speak. He felt that his life was over.

"If you dare to go to Chunfeng Tower today, then you will have to go to Nanfeng Pavilion tomorrow?" Emperor Jingyuan was so angry that he threw the book in front of Zhao Zhinan, as if he wanted to beat this idiot to death, "How dare you take your sister to such a place!"

When Emperor Jingyuan thought about his little daughter, who was as innocent as a piece of paper, being taken to such a place, he wanted to kill her.

He raised her for such a long time with great care, not even daring to get angry and even more so avoiding killing people, yet in the end, she was led astray by this idiot third son.

"Dad, what is Nanfeng Pavilion? Is it fun?" Xihe asked, "Is it like Chunfeng Tower, with beautiful ladies serving wine?"

When Emperor Jingyuan first ascended the throne a few years ago, many beauties were presented as tribute from all over the country, some of whom had special abilities.

Emperor Jingyuan's face turned pale and red, and then red and white. "What did you see?"

Xihe recalled and gestured: "There was a young lady who drank the wine by herself, and then fed it to another person mouth to mouth. I saw that person looked very happy. The third brother told us that this is called... um, interest!"

The third prince is awesome.

Zhao Siyuan quickly covered his sister's mouth and stepped back.

Emperor Jingyuan laughed angrily and asked the Third Prince, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, "Oh? So you like this, Third Prince!"

Zhao Zhinan cried out in injustice, "Father, I don't like it! I just took a look at it, and I really don't like it!"

Emperor Jingyuan patted the pile of books and said thoughtfully: "Sanping, go get some paper and pen, get more!"

"The slave obeys the order."

"Third brother, since you like these books so much, then copy them all." Emperor Jingyuan smiled slowly, "Study hard, and then write an article about your thoughts and send it to me."

"Ah?" Zhao Zhinan looked at the pile of books with a dead look on his face.

You can never finish copying this.

"Copying books or being beaten with a hundred sticks, it's your choice!" Emperor Jingyuan's face turned cold.

"Your son will copy it now!" Zhao Zhinan was not a fool. He could still tell which was more serious, the pain in his hands or the pain all over his body.

"Copy it here and I'll watch." Emperor Jingyuan leisurely picked up a cup of tea and savored it carefully.

"Sister, what is Nanfeng Pavilion?" Seeing that Emperor Jingyuan looked unfriendly, Xihe asked Zhao Siyuan quietly.

Zhao Siyuan quickly covered his sister's mouth and began to cry silently in his heart.

It’s not that she doesn’t know, but she doesn’t dare to say it, otherwise she will be the next Third Prince.

The two spoke in low voices, but they still couldn't escape the ears of Emperor Jingyuan.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said sternly: "You two, get over here!"

Xihe had never seen Emperor Jingyuan look so cold and hard before. She hid behind Zhao Siyuan and moved forward slowly at a snail's pace.

"Daddy~" Xihe smiled flatteringly at Emperor Jingyuan.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Jingyuan didn't buy it at all, "Shut up!"

Xihe pouted immediately, looking like she was about to cry, "Daddy is mean to me!"

The big tyrant daddy is having a seizure again.

Emperor Jingyuan forced himself to look away and put on the look of a strict father. He even began to wonder if he was spoiling his child too much.

If she dares to go to Chunfeng Pavilion today, she will dare to go to Nanfeng Pavilion tomorrow. Will she drag a man to her to ask for marriage the day after tomorrow? After a while, she might even have a child.

Emperor Jingyuan's thoughts jumped, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He picked up the book at hand and threw it in Zhao Zhinan's direction, "What are you looking at! Keep copying!"

Zhao Zhinan, who was implicated, felt very sad.

"Don't cry!" Emperor Jingyuan said sternly, "Don't think I will let you two go!"

"The rules of the National Academy, each person must copy them three times. Start copying now!"

Xihe wanted to act cute to avoid punishment, but Emperor Jingyuan didn't buy her trick at all.

The number of people who were punished to copy increased from one to three.

As the sky was about to get dark, the three little guys still showed no intention of stopping. After Emperor Jingyuan finished dealing with state affairs, he set up a chessboard and played chess with himself.

Sanping bowed and came in, glanced at the three miserable young masters, and then walked towards Emperor Jingyuan, "Your Majesty, a sign was handed up, asking if you would like to stay overnight in one of the concubines' palaces today."

"No." Emperor Jingyuan didn't even raise his head, looking at the chessboard intently.

Sanping hesitated to speak.

Emperor Jingyuan looked up and asked, "Anything else?"

Sanping thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, Concubine Liu wants to see you and has been kneeling at the entrance of Yuanyang Palace for half an hour."

"Liu Fei?" Emperor Jingyuan played with the chess piece in his hand and looked at the little girl working hard not far away. A trace of tenderness flashed across his eyes, which was quickly replaced by cruelty. "She likes to kneel, so let her kneel until I return to the palace."

The last time the poisoning incident was traced back to Concubine Liu, the clues were lost. As for the frightened horse incident, on the surface, it was because someone couldn't stand Xihe's favor, but secretly Emperor Jingyuan found something different.

Not touching Concubine Liu now is just waiting for news from the border.

Sanping lowered his head and agreed.

It was already dark, and Emperor Jingyuan would definitely not return to the palace today, so Sanping retreated to make arrangements.

When the second night watchman's call sounded, the two girls had copied the courtyard rules three times, and the third prince was still writing furiously.

Emperor Jingyuan glanced at Xihe's crooked handwriting and fell silent. "Xihe, you... should learn to write from your sister."

Even a dog's writing is better than that of his own little daughter. He can't afford to lose face.

Xihe turned away and said, "Daddy, if you want to praise my sister, just do it. Why are you saying that to me? You are a bad person!"

Emperor Jingyuan laughed and said, "I asked you to learn your sister's calligraphy. Are you still eager to help me?"

Zhao Siyuan suddenly raised his head, met Emperor Jingyuan's slightly appreciative gaze, and said in a muffled voice, "Father."

Emperor Jingyuan hummed and said nothing.

"No way!" Xihe secretly punched Emperor Jingyuan, turned her face away, and showed her temper.

Emperor Jingyuan pinched his little daughter's round cheeks, then stopped with satisfaction.

As it was getting late at night, Emperor Jingyuan looked up and said to the third prince, "That's all for today. Go to bed, old man. Send it to Yuanyang Palace when you finish writing tomorrow." Zhao Zhinan thought he would have to stay up all night, but unexpectedly, Emperor Jingyuan showed mercy. He immediately threw down his pen and went to find his gentle place.

"Good night, Daddy." Xihe kissed Emperor Jingyuan contentedly and jumped down.

"Well, go to sleep and return to the palace tomorrow." Emperor Jingyuan covered the three children with quilts and left.

Early the next morning, the three cubs were thrown into the National Academy. Emperor Jingyuan turned around, got in the car and left without looking back.

When Xihe went in, Xiao Mingxuan had already arrived.

"Little brother, I'm coming!" The little girl stared at the person not far away with her black eyes and threw herself into his arms.

Xiao Mingxuan smiled and caught the little girl.

Zhao Siyuan and Zhao Zhinan looked at each other and turned their heads away helplessly.

The little girl was talking in Xiao Mingxuan's arms when she suddenly felt a shadow falling in front of her. She saw Zhao Siyuan sitting down in front of her.

Xihe's smile suddenly froze and she looked at that position eagerly.

It seems that the book she threw last time was in this position.

Zhao Siyuan glanced at Xihe with a half-smile, as if he could see what she was thinking, "Did you enjoy throwing away my book?"

I was called to Jingyuan Palace by chance, but I didn't come and my books suffered.

Xihe laughed dryly twice, and quickly handed a piece of the packed cake to Zhao Siyuan, "Sister, don't be angry, don't be angry, eat the cake."

Zhao Siyuan couldn't help laughing out loud. He pinched Xihe's face when she was not paying attention, then turned away with satisfaction.

Xihe bared his teeth, turned to Xiao Mingxuan and cried, "Brother, my throat hurts."

Xiao Mingxuan glanced at Zhao Siyuan coldly, turned his head and put on a gentle smile, gently rubbing the little girl's face, "It's okay, brother will rub it for you!"

Xiao Mingxuan suddenly thought of Dahuang. Every time he stroked its fur, it would be so docile and let him do it.

Zhao Siyuan: “…”

How come this stupid girl is like a pervert?

Tutor Li’s class was as boring as usual. Part of the storybook was collected by Xiao Mingxuan, and most of it was taken away by Emperor Jingyuan. Xihe read the medical book for a while and then fell asleep.

It was a sweet dream, I don’t know what day it is.

Half asleep and half awake, she felt someone poking her face. When Xihe opened her eyes, she saw Xiao Mingxuan's stunning face.

"Little brother, hug~"

The little girl was sleepy and dazed, and subconsciously leaned into Xiao Mingxuan's arms.

Xiao Mingxuan took the person in his arms with a clear conscience, and held him closer to his chest, his helplessness overflowing from his words, "Okay, I'll hold you."

Zhao Siyuan and Zhao Zhinan, who were standing by, bit their back teeth off.

"Do you still want this sister?" Zhao Zhinan asked.

Zhao Siyuan raised his eyebrows, "No, let's go eat!"

You lustful and heartless little bastard, go back and beat her up again!

Xihe slept for another quarter of an hour before slowly waking up. She slowly stood up with the help of Xiao Mingxuan, but her confused eyes proved that the little girl was still playing chess with Zhou Gong.

Most of the students in the school had left, and only the two of them were left slowly packing their things.

Xiao Mingxuan asked casually, "You sleep all day, what do you want to learn?"

Xihe's mind had not yet returned to normal, and she almost subconsciously replied, "Governing the country."

Xiao Mingxuan paused as he was packing up his books, and repeated with a hint of doubt, "Governing the country?"

Xihe felt as if a basin of ice water was poured on her. She woke up with a start. When she thought of her answer, she wanted to die.

In the past, she was a little deity, so naturally she learned the skills of governing a country, but now she is still a five-year-old kid. If others heard what she just said, they would inevitably laugh at her for being conceited.

The little girl started to act cowardly again, refusing to speak a word, her head almost falling under the table.

Xiao Mingxuan sighed and pulled the man out from under the table. "Don't hide. Just don't ask."

Ever since he met this silly girl, he has sighed more and more often.

Forget it, just learn whatever you want to learn. After all, he is here and nothing can go wrong.

"Really not asking?" Xihe pursed her lips and looked at the other party, still with uncertainty in her eyes.

"Don't believe me?" Xiao Mingxuan couldn't help but pinch the little girl's face and asked in a deep voice. If you look closely, you will find the dark color in his eyes.

Xihe suddenly remembered the story of being cut into slices and shook his head quickly.

"Xiao Xi'er, you and I can have secrets that cannot be told, but I hope that what I say is true." Xiao Mingxuan's sight was unconsciously attracted by the branches outside the window. In late summer and early autumn, the edges of the leaves have already turned yellow, symbolizing the year that is about to end. "It's better not to lie to you."

Suddenly, Xihe had an urge to tell him everything. "Little brother, do you have any favorite days or memorable days?"

Xiao Mingxuan didn't understand, "Winter, I like winter."

Because the white snow in winter can cover up all the dirt, making this disgusting place put on a mask and hide the scars on the ground.

"Then in winter, Xihe will give little brother a gift, okay?"

There was a flicker in Xiao Mingxuan's eyes, with a barely perceptible smile and struggle, which disappeared after a while. After a long time, only a slight "hmm" was heard from him, which was mixed with the sound of the wind and could not be heard clearly.

There was still some tea left in the cup. Xiao Mingxuan took it and drank it all, hiding the smile on the corner of his mouth that he didn't have time to retract.

Just go on like this, tell me all you know, and then belong to me with all your heart.

Xiao Mingxuan took Xihe to the cafeteria, but was called away by Shijian halfway. Xihe was bored and kicked stones by the lake, waiting for Xiao Mingxuan to come back.

Suddenly, a strong force came, and before he could see who it was, Xihe was pushed to the ground, with his back firmly pressed against a rock.

This is the third time! Is this the end?

"Hey, isn't this Princess Zhao Yuan? Why did she fall down? She is such a loser, she fell down with just a slight touch."

Xihe looked up and met a pair of eyes full of mockery. The other person looked to be about seven or eight years old. He crossed his arms and looked at her coldly with an arrogant look on his face.

"Why did you push me?" Xihe didn't have this person in her memory. He pushed her for no reason. "Bad guy!"

"Sister Yun, this little bitch is still asking you?" The woman next to her smiled, covering her lips with a handkerchief.

Yun Yao sneered, "Why push you? Little bitch, it was you who framed my aunt and caused my Yun family to be disliked by His Majesty. You still have the nerve to ask why?"

Aunt? From Concubine Yun's family?

Xihe pursed her lower lip tightly, "It was obviously her who framed me, and Daddy found out, how can she say it was me!"

Yun Yao suddenly became anxious and went up to push again. Her strength was so great that Xihe was pushed to the water's edge without him noticing. The mud stained her skirt, making her look dirty.