The group pet sister was spoiled by the tyrant again

Chapter 51
Back in the magnificent East Palace, Su Yihan stood under the big tree at the corner of the garden, not a single bird was around.

A leaf fell on his sleeve, he raised his hand to slowly caress it, squeezed it lightly, and when he stretched it out, it turned into green powder.

The mood on Su Yihan's face became even more gloomy, and he knocked on the big tree twice.

A black shadow jumped down from the big tree.

After Wei Ran landed on the ground, she knelt down on one knee with a serious face, holding the sword in both hands, "Master."

He saw everything that happened just now. Su Shizi insulted their master so much, and the emperor even asked him to make [-] kites. If it wasn't the right time, how could their master submit to this?

The young man's beautiful phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, his lips were bright red, and his voice was elegant and pleasant to his ears, "Su Zhao is quite free recently, find something for him to do."

Wei Ran understood, clenched his fists and clasped his fists heavily, "Yes, master!" With a light breath, he was finally able to deal with this ignorant and despicable villain.

He raised his head and looked at the graceful young man, his voice choked up for a moment, this is their master.

Just when he was about to say something more, he caught a glimpse of a section of the cloak that was exposed behind the young man. It was covered with ink, and it was densely distributed on the cloak.

Wei Ran: "..." Well, this one was left by the master when he helped the little princess block the bamboo tube.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't speak.

Soon, Wei Ran left quietly with an excited heart.

Su Yihan hid his gloomy look, and returned to the noble and cold Prince Highness in everyone's eyes, and all the gloom around him faded away.

When he lifted his foot to leave, he caught a glimpse of mottled spots on the silver-white cloak from the corner of his eye, and the ink was smudged, like black flowers in full bloom

He rubbed it with his hands, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a pleasant voice, "Su Xiaojiu? Huh—"

interesting.

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The tyrant carried the little boy into the Golden Palace, and Eunuch Lin followed step by step, silently protecting the little girl.

I was afraid that the emperor would accidentally throw him on the ground.

In the end, he still underestimated the tyrant's cold-bloodedness. After entering the palace, he went straight to the animal hair carpet and threw people on it without any politeness.

"Bang—" Su Jiu's mouth was furrowed when he was thrown.

Most of his face was stuffed into the snow-white long-haired carpet, and the pressed carpet was sunken. The red clothes and the snow-white carpet formed a stark contrast.

Eunuch Lin behind him was terrified!

How can a child be so sweet and soft, and what to do if it is broken? Besides, he is such a cute little princess.

The tyrant believed that the thickness of the carpet would definitely not hurt the little girl, but he still looked at her a few times, and finally looked away, and said coldly, "Tell me, why did you get mixed up with that son of a bitch."

He knows Su Yihan better than anyone else. Although he is usually cold, like a flower in the high mountains, he is not an enemy, but when he is ruthless, his cold-blooded energy is not inferior to him.

Otherwise, how could he have no background and single-handedly secure the position of Chu Jun?
The little girl will definitely suffer if she gets close to him.

Su Jiu didn't know what Su Yincheng was thinking, but what she wanted to do now was to make the relationship between the two of them the same as that of a normal father and son, at least not to dislike each other like now.

If the crown prince got angry that day and rebelled, she would still be the victim.

Thinking of this, Su Jiu felt that the task he had to complete was a long way to go, brilliant and great.

(End of this chapter)