I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 599 Have you figured out how to make it up?

Taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, Tangtang quietly slipped back to the other garden.

In the dead of night, no one noticed that she had run away and came back again. All she had to do was tiptoe past Sister Qian Shuang and Sister Wu Ci who were guarding the gate...

She successfully climbed into the room through the window, closed the window, and let out a long breath: "Whew, perfect, oops——"

The moment she turned around happily, the candlestick in the room suddenly lit up, and then the serious faces of the two fathers went dark.

Tangtang: "..."

Well, is it too late to run now?

That's too late.

then what should we do?

Pretending not to know anything, it looks very different; acting like a baby, the fathers seem to be very angry; sleepwalking, the fairy father will not believe it, right?
Just when Tangtang was thinking wildly nervously, Buchen said, "I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, where did I go?"

In order to cooperate with his seniors to create an atmosphere of "father is fierce, father is super fierce", Gong Ziyun slammed his fan on the table: "Say."

Tangtang hugged her head tightly: "Tangtang, let's go out."

Bu Chen: "..."

Su Qingyun: "..."

The two fathers were so angry that they almost turned their backs, and asked in unison: "Where are you going!"

"Go, look, snow..."

"What snow are you looking at? Where did the snow come from in May?" Su Qingyun almost got a white crane spreading its wings, and a golden rooster standing alone.

Tangtang pursed her mouth and whispered, "Look at Master Xuehai, give him a small jade token so that he can buy a small skirt."

Young Master Yun was dubious: "Really?"

"Yes, yes, it's absolutely true, Tangtang is a good Tangtang."

Su Qingyun firmly believed in this point, just as she was about to sit down, she heard Bu Chen ask, "Your skirt and hairpin are newly bought, right?"

Although the shop at home sells a lot of these jewelry and clothes, but Gong Ziyun has never paid special attention to it.

It was only because Tang Xiaoguai was his own daughter that he remembered that at night, she was wearing a bright yellow flower skirt, but now she was wearing a red skirt with black borders and large sleeves.

This taste, this temperament, the more he looked, the more he looked like a little bastard with malicious intentions!
And the hairpin on his head, if he remembered correctly, he had probably seen it in Emperor Zun Palace 11 years ago.

What does this mean, showing off your might and coming to your door?

This couldn't help but remind him of a certain evening, when the sun was setting and the heartbroken "father-in-law" was crying in the Zen courtyard!
Su Qingyun is called a hundred-clawed heart-scratcher!
Bu Chen next to him was obviously much calmer than him, and asked slowly:
"Your uncle, who is so stingy that a basin of footwashing water can last half a year, is willing to buy you a new dress and jewelry?"

Tangtang rolled her big eyes upwards, and she still hasn't seen what the hairpin her brother gave her looks like:
"Uncle Master didn't buy it."

Bu Chen took a sip of tea: "Where did that come from?"

"It's just..."

Brother gave it, what's wrong!

Tangtang pouted, in order not to be sad for her father, let's put it in a more euphemistic way, so that it would be less exciting.

Seeing her big eyes blinking, with a naive look, Bu Chen knew that she was thinking of a ghostly idea: "Have you figured out how to make it up?"

Tangtang: "..."

I'm not thinking about this, Daddy Daddy, you are too anxious.

"I don't know where to start making it up, but Dad will remind you."

Bu Chen came over, took her little hand, and folded the cuff outward, revealing a complicated pattern on the side of the sleeve.

The pattern is like a spell, or an ancient totem, shining red light in the night.

"This is embroidered with silk thread dyed from the past life flowers of the extreme north land. The past life flowers bloom every 3000 years and bear fruit every 3000 years. And there are only ten of them. They are only used by the emperor and the empress."

Tangtang almost buried her head in her sleeves: "Tangtang saw it in a book."

Bu Chen let go of her sleeves and stroked her little head:

"This hairpin of yours is made of the Hanyuan jade carving at the end of the ice abyss in the extreme northern land. Since ancient times, it has been as big as a palm, and it has been cut into three pieces."

"One piece followed the first emperor into the mausoleum, and the other piece was inlaid on the emperor's saber 'Blood Kill', and finally made into a hairpin..."

Tangtang raised her head: "Tangtang went to see Brother Yangui, and he gave them all."

"What did you promise him?" Su Qingyun's heart went cold.

Tangtang said: "Brother Yangui wants Tangtang to ascend the throne in times of crisis, and then protect herself. Don't take off the hairpin casually. When he's not here, don't look at other men."

"anything else?"

"It's gone." Tangtang thought hard, spread out her hands, and looked at her parents strangely, "It's really gone, should there be anything else?"

Su Qingyun snorted coldly: "Forget him, Xiao Yan, is an acquaintance."

But Bu Chen was not as optimistic as he was, and said softly, "This clothes and hairpin, he is, he thinks Xiao Tang Tang is the empress..."

Gong Ziyun said with a cold face, "You are young and have a big appetite. If he can marry Tangtang, I will lose!"

Bu Chen patted him on the shoulder: "I can do it myself."

"What a fart, I've been thinking about my sweet little boy, one at home and one outside."

Su Qingyun was so angry that she gasped, looking at the silly and beautiful little girl, she became even more desperate:

"This is still disappointing, Xiao Yangui smiled at her, and ran away with others, oh..."

Tangtang looked at the frowning fairy daddy, then at the gloomy rich daddy, and pulled out the little hairpin from his hair:

"Can't I take this?"

Bu Chen sighed, went to the side and picked up a comb to comb her black hair draped over her shoulders:

"Your choice now is very important to Daliang. The fathers reject Yan Gui only because he is the nineteenth prince of Emperor Zun Palace."

"No matter how much he has been tortured by his father and mother, he will never be able to get rid of this identity. As for you—"

"If you're just Little Tangtang from Yunwu Mountain, it doesn't matter who you associate with, but you are the Crown Princess of Daliang, Little Tangtang."

Tangtang nodded: "Tangtang knows that Daliang and Emperor's Palace are enemies, and the empress dowager of Daliang and the nineteenth prince of Emperor's Palace are also enemies."

Su Qingyun also knelt down and pinched her little face: "It doesn't matter if you wear a hairpin on your head, you have to understand it in your heart."

Tangtang didn't answer.

When she got up the next morning, she asked the female officer of the Shangyi Bureau to bring more necklaces, the kind that could hold hairpins, so that the jade hairpins could be put into the gold net under the necklace.

From the appearance point of view, it is no different from an ordinary hosta.

Soon, the Flying Pigeon Biography of the Capital City and the Shadow Order of the Xiaoyaojing came at the same time.

The queen's secret letter said that on the second day after Tangtang left, there were rumors in the capital that the empress dowager sent someone to assassinate the prince and plot to take over the throne.

The courtiers were moved upon hearing the news, and all of them entered the palace with memorials to meet the prince.

The queen had no choice but to let Feng Mingxiu pretend to be Feng Mingyuan to lie in the Prince's Hall and ask about the government through the curtain.

You can get away with it once, but what about the next time?

(End of this chapter)