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

Chapter 61: Try moving again?
Zhao Wanyu was sandwiched between the two of them, watching the two little garlic sprouts bickering and laughing happily.

Emperor Jingyuan couldn't do anything to this little ancestor Xiaoliu even when she came to the palace. I didn't expect that she could be so cowardly.

It is true that there is always someone who can defeat you.

Xihe was taken back to the palace by the Big Bad Wolf under Zhao Wanyu's helpless gaze.

Along the way, a quail carefully tried to please the big bad wolf.

"I heard someone wants to marry a prince consort? And he wants ten or eight of them?"

The little quail lowered his head, "No... No, I don't want ten or eight!"

"I want to hear the truth." Xiao Mingxuan looked indifferent and said coldly.

Xihe quietly sized up the other person's expression and dropped a bombshell, "I...actually I want about twenty."

Xiao Mingxuan: “…”

He licked his back teeth, and suddenly realized that Nangong Yan's words didn't seem so alarmist. It took him a long time to find his voice, "Twenty or so?"

The little girl said "hmm".

The next second, he received a sneer from the other party.

"Zhao Xihe, I suddenly want to throw you out of this carriage."

Xiao Mingxuan's expression was too terrifying. He almost suppressed the paranoia that was about to burst out, and squeezed out every word from between his teeth.

Xihe suddenly shuddered and stuttered, "No... can't I?"

Xiao Mingxuan laughed softly. Xihe couldn't see his expression clearly, but she subconsciously felt creepy.

His hand gently stroked the little girl's cheek, but his touch was a little heavy.

Xihe cried out in pain and tried to dodge, but was stopped by a roar.

"Try moving again!"

Xiao Mingxuan had always been gentle and easy to talk to her, and Xihe felt for a moment that the person in front of her was extremely unfamiliar.

No, maybe it's not unfamiliar.

A long time ago, when they first met, Xiao Mingxuan was like this, like a passing thunder and gust of wind, looking at him coldly.

"Zhao Xihe, do you never remember what I said to you?" Xiao Mingxuan stroked the little girl's chin with one hand and said slowly: "Didn't I tell you that if you want a prince consort, just tell me?"

Xihe felt a little pain in her chin, but she didn't dare to anger the big bad wolf again at this time, so she nodded slightly.

"Then why do you need more than twenty?" The dark color in Xiao Mingxuan's eyes became darker and darker, and it seemed that a storm was about to come. "You are hiding from me and don't want to tell me? By the time I find out, you have already married them all?"

It is impossible for Xiao Mingxuan to stay with her all the time. As soon as he thinks that Xihe will be kidnapped if he is not careful, the beast in his heart will break out of the cage and tear everything apart.

Xihe took several deep breaths to control her trembling body. She grabbed Xiao Mingxuan's arm and said, "Little brother, please let me go first, okay? It hurts."

Why did the big bad wolf go crazy for no reason?

A trace of clarity flashed in Xiao Mingxuan's eyes. He exerted a little more strength but did not let go. "What? Are you afraid of me?"

The little girl immediately shook her head, "No... no, absolutely not!"

Xiao Mingxuan snorted coldly and loosened his hand. When he touched the red mark where he had touched, his eyes shrank. His voice was a little hoarse, and he covered his face and turned away, "Sorry, Xiao Xier, I lost my composure."

No one spoke in the carriage, only the sound of the wheels passing by.

Xiao Mingxuan looked annoyed, he didn't expect that he would suddenly lose his composure. Suddenly there was a rustling sound beside him, Xiao Mingxuan felt the person next to him leaning on his back, his shallow breathing was audible.

"Little brother, do you... not want me to find a consort?"

Perhaps because of the outburst of emotions, Xiao Mingxuan suddenly didn't want to suppress his thoughts anymore, "Yes, I don't want you to find a prince consort. With a prince consort, Xiao Xier's eyes won't just stay on brother."

The wind blew up the curtains and sprinkled on Xiao Mingxuan's cheeks, making him calmer.

"Then... I won't look for her, okay?" Xihe suddenly said, "If little brother is angry about this, then Xihe won't look for her. Xihe will accompany little brother, okay?"

Xihe's voice was so light that when the wind blew, it seemed to be mixed in the wind and became blurred.

Xiao Mingxuan suddenly turned around and met the little girl's smiling eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Xi'er, what did you say?"

Xihe thought Xiao Mingxuan didn't hear clearly, so he had to repeat it again, "I said I won't look for a prince consort anymore, can I accompany my little brother?"

Xiao Mingxuan laughed, "Silly girl, do you know what this means?"

Xihe blinked her eyes, full of confusion, "Little brother wants me to look at you, so I'll look at you, is there any problem?"

Xiao Mingxuan said in his heart, "As expected," but he had no intention of correcting it.

Xihe can't tell the difference between companionship and love, so take it slow.

Feelings are developed slowly, and people must be their own.

*
Shortly after the New Year, Xihe resumed going to school every day, and Xiao Mingxuan came to pick her up every day as usual.

Five days later, Zhao Wanyu set out for the border.

It was a rare sunny day, a good day. Xihe gave Zhao Wanyu the amulet she had prepared, and watched her figure disappear into the horizon.

The next day, Qingyuan came to report that the old nanny had sent in a woman from Chunfeng Tower disguised as a palace maid.

"Princess, that woman...is not very clean." Qing Yuan thought for a long time and changed his words.

To say that she was unclean would be an understatement. The woman that the old nanny sent in had many diseases, some of which might be contagious.

"Has anyone come in yet?"

Qing Yuan bowed his head and apologized, "It was my incompetence that failed to kill the man outside the palace."

"Okay, okay, Sister Qingyuan, please get up. It's not your fault. Everyone gets distracted sometimes. You should think about what to do." Xihe supported her chin with some distress. "I don't want anyone to get sick. It's so uncomfortable to be sick."

At first, Xihe just wanted to capture the person and then hand him over to Emperor Jingyuan.

She went to Yuanyang Palace every day and knew more.

The empress dowager contacted some court officials and wanted to jointly submit a petition to restore Yun Hou's position in the name of filial piety, and also wanted to release Yun Shufei.

The best way at this time is for the Yun family to make a mistake themselves, so that Emperor Jingyuan can use this as an excuse to withdraw the proposal.

Hearing this, Qing Yuan's expression changed. He opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Princess, our lives are worthless. If we can bring down the Yun family, it can be considered... a worthy death."

"Don't talk nonsense!" The little girl's face suddenly darkened, with a hint of anger on her palm-sized face. "Sister Qingyuan, don't be like this. You are alive and well, why do you have to die? Life is very precious and strong. Don't give up easily."

"Yes." Qing Yuan agreed and stood aside.

"It would be great if there was some way to isolate these diseases so that people don't get infected."

The person has just entered the palace, so the virus should not have spread widely yet.