Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 1176
Lian's surname is the surname of the royal family, so it cannot be included in the family tree of the Lian family, and the little persimmon is not even a relative of the emperor.

The little emperor frowned slightly: "Isn't the princess regent no longer here? How did she come back..."

"My mother is still here, she will come back." Little Persimmon said childishly, if the other party was not the emperor, he would have punched him.

The little emperor smiled apologetically: "Doesn't the little persimmon know that the princess is..."

"Your majesty, it doesn't matter whether my wife is dead or not. Even if she is gone, she will come back one day. I just came to ask the emperor to make an order."

He just didn't want little persimmon to be a criminal forever.

Just let the emperor make a decree so that he can be recognized and known to be his son.

The little emperor heheed twice: "The regent has already spoken, so I will take it naturally."

The elders in the pavilion were sensible, so they quickly drew up an imperial decree and showed it to Mr. Lian Liang.

After Lian Lusheng passed, the imperial decree was issued soon.

Little Persimmon was still a little displeased with the little emperor's words, he touched the little silver fox's back and whispered: "Sure enough, the little emperor is as annoying as mother said."

Yue Jianxi couldn't help but feel ashamed, in fact, the little emperor isn't that bad now, and he made little persimmon so annoying.

If he knew what the Empress Dowager Duan had done, would he have hatred?

In fact, he wanted Little Persimmon to live a purer life and ignore the grievances and entanglements of adults. Living with hatred is actually not a happy person at all.

She knew it all too well.

But little persimmon seems to have written all this down long ago.

It's all because she has nothing to do with gossiping in front of the children.

If the little persimmon grows crookedly, she must be most responsible.

The little emperor's ears were sharp, and he heard it right away. He smiled and asked the little persimmon, "What did you just say to me, little persimmon?"

Little Persimmon replied to him seriously: "Say you are annoying, my mother said you were spoiled by your mother."

Yue Jianxi had the urge to hit the wall, how could her son answer so honestly, isn't this guy a ghost, how could his IQ become negative.

Little Silver Fox scratched his head anxiously, how did it become like this, who ate his son's IQ.

Little Persimmon didn't think much of it: "I don't like to lie, this is what mother said, I'm not afraid that they don't like mother, anyway, it's good that mother likes me and dad."

He was talking to himself, as if he was speaking to the little silver fox, with the innocence of a child in his voice.

The little emperor was taken aback when he heard that, who could be more arrogant than him.

In fact, the little emperor is only four years old, and he doesn't have much heart. It's the first time he has endured such straightforward scolding.

So I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time.

The elders in the pavilion lowered their heads, as if they didn't hear it, it was really a fight between the kings of Hades, and the kid suffered.

One is a little emperor, and the other is the regent, little persimmon. In terms of status, the emperor is big.

But in terms of strength and power, the regent's little persimmon should do whatever he wants.

It's not easy for the two to quarrel.

"You said I hate you, or did the Princess Regent say it?" The little emperor was a little bit shocked, thinking that it was just like what the concubine mother said, that carp spirit is not a good person, and he taught his son such bad words at such a young age.

"Yes." Little Persimmon replied indifferently.

Lian Lusheng just patted his head, but didn't yell at him.

The elders in the pavilion glanced at him one after another: "You can persuade them here, and they can listen to you. You just talk about it."

Lian Lusheng drank his tea, with an attitude of not intervening in children's quarrels.

(End of this chapter)