The group favorite Xiao Gongju was spoiled by five tyrant fathers

Chapter 2 If she is happy, the world will be happy

Just now, Mu Chehan wanted to raise troops to attack them.

But Mu Chehan hugged the little girl, and seeing them love the princess so much, he couldn't stop being proud.

"Withdraw the troops, stop fighting."

Strange to say, looking at his little girl, Mu Chehan's hostility dissipated a lot.

Only then did the four tyrants breathe a sigh of relief.

"Has our daughter not named yet?"

Several tyrants got together to discuss again, and the only princess in the whole world seemed to be the daughter of all of them.

Looking at the little girl who was so cute even when she was asleep, Mu Chehan's heart softened from the cuteness.

If she is happy, the world will be happy.

"Call me, Mu Ruohuan."

As the cold comes and the summer comes, the flowers bloom and fall.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Ruohuan was at the age where she could walk unsteadily.

In a remote corner of the imperial garden, a three-year-old milk doll is lying on the grass with her butt pouted, sniffing around with her little nose.

A pair of big eyes are pitch black and bright, revealing an indescribable aura.

Looking around, Mu Ruohuan pawed on the ground a few times with her white and tender chubby hands, pulling out a few grasses.

"Hoo~ medicine!"

Mu Ruohuan was holding the shriveled grass, as if she had found something precious, and was still covered in mud, jumping up and down happily.

Behind the imperial garden was just in front of the gate of the Lenggong, a pair of sharp eyes swept over like sharp knives.

"Is she Mu Ruohuan?"

Concubine Shu has a pretty appearance, but her eyes are full of resentment.

The maid beside her responded in a low voice:
"Concubine Shu, this is the little princess, who just turned three years old this year."

Hearing this, Concubine Shu stretched out her hand to caress her lower abdomen, the hatred in her eyes became clearer.

What a little princess!

Three years ago, she was pregnant, but because she accidentally smashed a small Buddha statue, she was thrown into the cold palace by Mu Chehan.

She was full of expectations, and wanted to use the fetus in her womb to regain favor, but she gave birth to a dead baby.

On the contrary, just after Mu Ruohuan was born, nectar fell from the sky, and he conquered the Western Regions, and has been honored infinitely since then.

The tyrant who killed without batting an eyelid, when he came in front of Mu Ruohuan, he wished he could take off the stars and the moon and give them to her.

It was Mu Ruohuan who killed her child!

It was Mu Ruohuan who took away the honor and favor that she should have had!
Concubine Shu turned sideways, took out a medicine bag from her sleeve, and handed it to her personal maid.

"Mu Ruohuan goes to the imperial dining room to get ginseng soup for the eldest prince every day, you know what to do."

The eldest prince was born to the empress, and he was most expected to become the crown prince, but he was physically weak since he was a child, and he was hanging on ginseng soup all day long.

She wanted to see what would happen if the favored princess killed the prince!
Queen's Palace.

The eldest prince Mu Jinshuo was weak since he was a child, so he was specially allowed to be raised in the Queen's Palace.

Today, Mu Jinshuo's abdominal pain continued, and he ran to the latrine so many times that his face turned pale.

Just as Mu Jinshuo lay down clutching his lower abdomen, there was a "grunt" sound, and there was another overwhelming pain in his stomach, and he quickly got up.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go get the Gong bucket?"

Even though his stomach was twisting and hurting, Mu Jinshuo's eyes turned, but they were still fierce enough to shock everyone.

Although Mu Jinshuo was only nine years old, he followed Mu Chehan's temperament [-]% of the time.

When he grows up, he will probably be a murderous tyrant!
"Slave servant, go get it now!"

The maid turned her head and ran away, Mu Jinshuo clutched her stomach, sweating from the pain.

"Big, big, big!"

There was a chirping sound outside the hall, and a little dumpling covered in mud ran towards the hall with its short legs upside down.

There are two small buns on her head, and the ribbons on both sides are bouncing along with her.

Mu Ruohuan had grass in her arms and ginseng soup in her hand, her pink face was full of lovely smiles.

At this glance, the corners of Mu Jinshuo's mouth, which made his stomach ache in a panic, couldn't help but twitch.

He is usually cold and cold to anyone.

But this younger sister is the treasure in his heart!

Mu Ruohuan ran to the front of the hall, but she didn't pay attention and tripped over the steps of the hall.

The chunky little dumpling let out an "ouch" and was about to fall forward.

Seeing that his sister was about to fall, Mu Jinshuo couldn't care less about his stomach, resisting the pain, threw himself forward, and held Mu Ruohuan firmly in his arms.

"Be careful, if you fall and hurt yourself, my brother will die of heartache."

Mu Jinshuo's eyes were full of tenderness, hugging her sweet and soft little sister.

Mu Ruohuan jumped to the ground, looked at the ginseng soup, and pouted.

The soup was all spilled.

But it doesn't matter, she still has medicine.

When Mu Ruohuan raised her head again, she saw Mu Jinshuo's pale face that was almost distorted.

"Hey, do you want to be hot and dirty?"

Mu Ruohuan tilted her head, her big dark eyes were as bright as a deer.

The three-year-old milk baby can't speak very well, but he can always see through other people's thoughts at a glance.

Mu Jinshuo clutched his stomach, the pain was so painful that he could hardly speak, so he could only hold back and nodded.

He was in a hurry to go to the latrine, but just now he was afraid that his sister would fall, so he threw himself forward on the ground again.

This time... he almost couldn't hold back.

"Hoohoo~ Hurry up, Huanhuan will make you a new bowl of soup after you've cleaned up Smelly."

Mu Ruohuan waved her hand like a little adult, seeing that her sister didn't fall, Mu Jinshuo hurriedly covered her stomach, and trotted straight to Gongtong.

"Hey……"

Standing on tiptoe, Mu Ruohuan put the bowl of ginseng soup on the table, took out a few shriveled grasses from her bosom, and put them in front of her nose to smell them.

That's right, this medicine is the one that can cure the big brother's stinking disease!

She crawled in the imperial garden all morning, and finally she found this medicine.

She has already memorized which location has the medicine, from now on the big brother won't be stinky all day long and have no time to play spicy games with her!
Mu Ruohuan tore up half of the herb that was stained with soil, and sprinkled it into the soup bowl little by little.

She stirred it with her dirty little fingers again.

The ginseng soup, which was originally light white and thick, is now brown in color. Mu Ruohuan poured some dew into it, but it turned pitch black instead.

Mu Jinshuo remembered what her sister said, and ran back quickly after finishing the solution.

As soon as he entered the hall, he saw Mu Ruohuan stirring the bowl of ginseng soup with a bright face.

Seeing her big brother coming back, Mu Ruohuan quickly picked up the bowl, and ran to Mu Jinshuo staggeringly.

"Big brother, drink the soup, Huanhuan made it with great care!"

Mu Jinshuo looked at the pitch-black bowl of ginseng soup with a strange smell in front of him, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

This thing, can I drink it?
Looking at Mu Ruohuan's deer eyes shining brightly and expectantly, Mu Jinshuo couldn't bear to refuse.

Mu Jinshuo became ruthless, and at worst would just pull it a few more times.

No matter what, don't let my sister feel sad!
Mu Jinshuo took the bowl of black soup, and took a sip with his nose tensed and his neck raised.

After taking this bite, the bitterness was mixed with the dregs of the soil, which made Mu Jinshuo almost vomit out the night's dinner.

"Is it good to drink?"

Mu Ruo happily stood on tiptoe, looking at Mu Jinshuo expectantly.

Mu Jinshuo covered her mouth, resisting the churn in her stomach, but she still didn't want to make her sister sad.

After all, Huanhuan made this for herself.

Mu Jinshuo grinned and forced a smile, and squeezed out two words between his teeth.

"Delicious..."

Hearing this, Muruo was so happy that her little feet jumped up and down again.

"Drink it up if it tastes good!"

Mu Ruohuan's excited little voice made Mu Jinshuo's throat tighten.

My little sister, pamper her!
Mu Jinshuo was fully prepared, and as soon as he raised his head, he drank the bowl of soup.

A bitter and strange taste spread in his mouth, but it was strange to say that the soup flowed into his stomach, and the warmth gave him a little appetite.

Usually, he suffers from severe diarrhea and cannot eat a bowl of rice all day, let alone have any appetite.

(End of this chapter)