Uncle's First Favorite Concubine

Chapter 8
The emperor walked up to the head, and the King Han in purple walked behind the two-year-old prince, and glanced at Tang Yuanrong: it was the first time he saw General Tang so happy, with a smile on his face, which showed that he really liked his daughter.

The prince was next to the emperor, seeing Xiao Liu who was being held by Tang Guogong, dressed in joyful red, and ran over curiously.

Tang Wan was just playing with the sapphire she just got, trying to put it in her mouth, but every time she didn't put it in, but her thumb went in, sucking 'guji guji'.

"Wow, she's so cute, Father, shall we take her back to the palace to raise her?"

The excited prince turned his head and looked at the emperor expectantly.

The old man immediately withdrew his hands, hugged Xiao Liu with both hands, and turned sideways to block the prince's gaze, as if he was guarding against thieves.

Everyone in the Tang family: "..." What should I do if I really want to beat up this guy who wants to steal their baby Xiaoliu?
"No, she's so young, how do you want to raise her? You even have to be taken care of by others!" How could the emperor agree to such an unreasonable request, not to mention, if he agreed, it is estimated that the people of the Tang family would fight him desperately.

The prince pouted, and reached out to reach Xiao Liu pitifully, "Then can I hug her?"

Tang Er's eyes narrowed slightly. He hadn't embraced the sister he had so hard to get. Where did the prince come from?
This pissed him off, his eyebrows were raised upside down, and he would rush forward whenever something was wrong.

The old man looked at the little prince who was not up to his knees on the ground, and then at Xiao Liu who was playing happily in his arms.

Maybe it was because they heard the voice of the same child, or maybe it was because children were naturally attracted to each other, Xiao Liu suddenly looked at the prince, and stared straight at him, his mouth dripped out. "ah……?"

Young Master Tang San hurriedly wiped her with a handkerchief, feeling depressed, how could this girl drooling at other men, how could this little boy be as good-looking as he is, even though the prince is only two years old.

The old man was a little jealous for a moment, but he followed Xiaoliu's wishes and lowered his body slightly: "Just take a look, the prince is precious, don't crush you, Xiaoliu, just do it!"

The old lady shook her head amusedly. The old man didn't care about the prince's status, so he just ran on in front of the emperor.

The prince first reached out and touched Xiao Liu's hand. Seeing that Xiao Liu didn't object, he looked at him with a thumb in his mouth and smiled. Although the saliva looked a little dirty, he still thought it was so cute, and immediately stretched out two small bracelets full of courage. Live in Xiaoliu.

Fortunately, the old man was able to hold him firmly, otherwise Xiao Liu would have fallen to the ground with all his strength.

He was so frightened that he stood up abruptly, glared at the little prince, and stepped forward to sit beside the emperor.

The prince, who had passed the addiction, was not angry at all, and smiled contentedly, as if he was reminiscing.

Tang Xiaoer Tang Yile frowned: I really want to break the hand that hugged my sister, I want to snatch their baby at such a young age, I must not let him touch my sister in the future, no, not all men.

Nangonghan saw Tang Yile's unhappy expression, and was surprised, why did he look like a wolf guard?
Shaking his head slightly, he laughed.

Logan, who was hugged and sat down by his grandfather, noticed the movements of the little brother beside him, and turned his gaze away as if attracted.

Nangonghan was wearing bright purple clothes, children like brightly colored objects.

Those who like it reach out and wave: "Yeah..."

(End of this chapter)