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Chapter 522 Prince, do you dare to marry? (31)

"Your Highness Twelve Emperors, I really have something urgent to deal with today."

Tangxi tried to show a look of urgency to move the face of the little man in front of him.

"Only one day, please take a day off today." To be precise, ask for half an hour off.

Because His Majesty's birthday banquet is about to be held, they must attend. Although a group of people have prepared birthday gifts, they don't know anything about the rules of participating in the birthday banquet.

The marshal was afraid that they would make trouble, so he hurriedly asked the entourage of his mansion to come to the post to inform him that he was going to hold a meeting tonight for urgent training.

Marshal, as always, is responsible and friendly to his subordinates.

In fact, she could just let them go.

Anyway, at the feet of the emperor, she, the marshal, will not have to bear their responsibilities for the time being.

Even if they made a mistake, they would not be able to implicate the Marshal.

Some of the regulations of this female court are extremely humane.

The marshal is so responsible, and as a subordinate, she certainly can't waste her kindness.

So I plan to rush back as soon as possible to participate in training.

The main thing is that she doesn't want to leave a bad impression in front of the queen at all.

After all, she is the one who is ambitious and wants to abduct her most beloved son.

"Hmm..." The little princess drooped her slender eyebrows, tugged at her clothes unhappily, and pouted, she could hang a teapot.

"But, I only heard four stories today. I haven't heard enough." The little princess looked at her eagerly, obviously not wanting to let her go.

Who told her story so well, the more I listened to it, the more I wanted to hear it, and I couldn't control it at all.

I can't wait to lock her in the palace, staring at her without blinking every day, and won't let her go until I have heard all her stories.

It's a pity that I just think about it.

It is a pity that there is no way to put it into action.

The little princess groaned twice more, she was unwilling, and said in that slow tone: "Okay, then I will give you a day off. But!"

Her voice suddenly raised two degrees: "You have to make up for it some other day. This hall does the math. You can probably tell four stories in an hour, and two in half an hour."

She nodded seriously: "You have to find time to make up for these two stories!"

Tangxi: ...

The corner of her mouth twitched.

The little princess is cute as cute as she is, and difficult to deal with is really difficult to deal with.

Looking at the little princess with some resentment, she nodded: "Okay, no problem."

Tangxi gulped and drank his tea, then hurriedly got up and left.

The fast-paced one seemed to be chasing after a ghost.

The little princess just looked at her back like that, and even stood up and tiptoed to the edge of the pavilion to watch.

It wasn't until her figure was completely out of sight that she let out a disappointed sigh.

Turning around, he looked at the remaining half of the dim sum: "Take it, share it among yourselves, let's go, go to Brother Nine."

It didn't take long for her ninth brother to call her very fluently.

To this elder brother, she has never been so close, as if she has found a support in the cold deep palace. The feeling of being favored by her elder brother is something she has never experienced in the short few years before.

She has a brother who is really connected by blood.

It's the kind of prince brother with the same father.

However, because of her appearance, she stole all the attention from my father, and my brother didn't have any affection for her, and there was still a lot of hostility.

But Jiu Ge is completely different, although they are not a father, but he let himself feel the warmth of his brother.

When she thinks of him, her heart feels warm and she wants to rely on him.

The little princess's footsteps became cheerful, and the palace servants behind her had to trot to keep up.

This time was half an hour earlier than usual, obviously, the meal time had not yet arrived.

When Mo An saw her, he was also very surprised: "Why are you here so early today?"

He stood up slightly from the soft couch, such a simple movement seemed to be laborious.

His face was still pale, and it was as moving as a painting, making people unable to take their eyes off him.

The little princess hurried over to support him, and he looked much better.

The little princess looked at him worriedly: "Ninth Brother, why is your body still not recovering? Isn't it just a cold? It hasn't recovered at all after so long."

"It's okay, I'm used to it anyway." Mo An blinked, as if he didn't care.

He picked up the teacup on the small table, moistened his throat, and asked the question again: "Jiu'er, why did you come so early today? Is it because Vice General Ning's story is over, or did you finally realize your conscience and let her go?" gone?"

"What!" The little girl suddenly pouted unhappily: "Why don't you let it go, they are so unreasonable."

After being silent for a while, she said unhappily: "Actually, Vice Admiral Ning had something to do today, so he left early. But she promised to make up the two stories some other day."

She shook her head a little proudly, then suddenly froze, her brows were furrowed, and she looked very annoyed.

"What's wrong?" Mo An couldn't help but wonder.

"Oh, I should have made her pay double and tell four stories!"

"..." Mo An was surprised, and rubbed between his brows, dumbfounded: "You call it taking advantage of the fire."

"Never mind her. It would be nice if I could hear more stories anyway." The little girl said indifferently, with a big smile on her face because of her thoughts just now: "But it doesn't matter, wait for her to tell the story another day When it’s time, just let her pay back the interest. Isn’t that what all banks do.”

Moan: "..."

He remained silent, and after a long while decided not to make that poor Vice-General Ning worse.

He changed the subject: "Dinner will take half an hour to be ready. At this time, you might as well tell me today's story. You can go back earlier today after you finish the story early. You don't need to be in the dark every day." .”

"Okay." After being interrupted, she smacked her lips with some regret, and started to talk instead.

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"Ah!"

When entering the door, Tangxi sneezed loudly.

"Yo, bucket spirits can catch a cold too." A surprised female voice sounded, sounding a little old.

Tangxi frowned, and looked at the people above: "Good evening, Marshal." She was still embarrassed from the bottom of her heart.I didn't expect that a serious person like Marshal would follow a group of people to make a fuss.

She couldn't help but stare at the laughing comrades beside her.

They still got the nickname Bucket Essence.

Not only did everyone not hold back, but they grinned even more silently.

Tangxi: ...

In the future, when the generals compete with each other, it is best to be caught by her.

Hands clenched into fists, creaking.

He found an empty seat and sat down comfortably.

After everyone was gathered, the marshal stopped chatting with the people next to him and turned positive.

(End of this chapter)