The group favorite Xiao Gongju was spoiled by five tyrant fathers

Chapter 3 After having her, everything goes against the odds
A month and a half passed in a flash.

Concubine Shu was in the cold palace, waiting every day for the news that the eldest prince was suffering from malaria and Mu Ruohuan was being dealt with by the emperor.

But after waiting and waiting, she still didn't get the news she wanted.

It was the queen's father who waited for him. General Rong Yan made another military exploit. He completely defeated the Western Regions and returned to the court immediately.

Ever since Mu Ruohuan was born, Mu Chao has never been disadvantaged in battles. Now that Rong Yan has made great achievements in battle, wouldn't the empress be even more proud?

Concubine Shu was hopping anxiously in the cold palace. Wouldn't it be hopeless for her to regain her favor?
Mu Chehan, who was decisive in killing and attacking in the past, was as gentle and gentle as an ordinary loving father in front of Mu Ruohuan.

Looking at her eyes, I can't wait to wring out the water gently.

In recent days, Mu Chehan held her in the apex of his heart even more painfully, and even had to bring that milk dumpling to court.

Mu Ruohuan is still just a three-year-old baby, so the courtiers are naturally not worried that she will talk about government affairs indiscriminately.

What's more, when they were in court, they could still look at such a pink and jade-carved milk doll, and the courtiers even had the motivation to get up early.

When Mu Ruohuan was around, the tyrant never lost his temper. He usually provoked Mu Chehan to kill a few people every time he went to court. Recently, he didn't even say anything serious.

On this day, when Mu Chehan went to court, he embraced Mu Ruohuan who was wearing a pink robe.

Mu Chehan wore the Ming Emperor's dragon robe, his posture was majestic, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

But the milk doll in his arms has two small hairs, big round eyes, and it makes people hurt.

"Reporting to the emperor, my minister Rong Yan has returned from victory, and congratulate the emperor for bringing peace to the world."

Mu Chehan nodded, and said in a deep voice, "The general has made another military exploit, what reward do you want?"

"It's up to the emperor to decide!"

This sentence stumped Mu Chehan.

In these years, Rong Yan has made many military exploits successively, gold, silver and jewellery, fame and wealth, he has long since gained no idea how much.

His daughter is also the Empress of the Central Palace, and for a while, Mu Chehan couldn't think of how to reward her.

Mu Ruohuan stepped on the dragon chair with her two bare feet, climbed onto the dragon book case with her short, fat hands, and stared at her grandpa with big black eyes.

Rong Yan knelt down, his spirits were still hale and hearty, but most of his hair had turned white.

"Then don't let grandpa go to war, let grandpa play with Huanhuan at home, Huanhuan hasn't seen grandpa for a long time~"

Mu Ruohuan murmured, and tilted her head to look at Rong Yan below.

Why do you always go to war?

Why don't you all stay with Huanhuan?

Rong Yan was happy to be able to spend his entire life in the capital, after all he was afraid that if he made a mistake, the whole family would suffer, and besides, he hadn't seen this granddaughter a few times since she was born.

"Now that the world has been settled, all countries have admired the court as the leader, and the ministers are already old, please also ask the emperor's associate ministers to disarm and return to the fields."

Since it was Mu Ruohuan's suggestion, and Rong Yan was so happy to disarm and return to the field, Mu Chehan simply agreed to play.

"Then I will designate the general as the head of the country, and choose a day to order the building of the head of the country. The general will stay in Beijing from now on and serve his grandson to have fun."

As soon as Mu Chehan issued the imperial edict, he felt a tender little hand climb up his neck.

Looking down, Mu Ruohuan was struggling to climb his neck, and her pink face leaned against his chest, softening most of her heart.

Mu Ruohuan's big round eyes were shining with stars, and she pouted her small mouth in a childish voice.

"Daddy, we have been fighting for so long, so let's stop fighting~"

She always couldn't figure it out, well, why did she have to go to war?

Mu Chehan frowned. He was born to rule the world, so he naturally wanted to conquer the world and rule the world.

However, the apex of his heart opened his mouth.

Mu Ruohuan touched the stubble on Mu Chehan's chin with her small hand again, "Didn't Daddy tell Huanhuan an idiom before, it's called... what is it called?"

Mu Ruohuan frowned, racking her brains for a while.

"People, eight birds, four..."

Mu Chehan's eyes froze, but he really understood what Mu Ruohuan was saying.

"The people are in dire straits?"

Immediately, Mu Ruohuan's eyes lit up, and she nodded quickly.

"Hmm! There are always wars, the common people can't survive, they bleed, Huanhuan will feel distressed."

Speaking of this, her little deer eyes blinked, her grievance made people feel distressed.

At this moment, the guards outside the palace sent the Southwest Emergency Report.

"Reporting to the emperor, urgent report from the southwest, the drought is coming again, please ask the emperor to allocate funds for disaster relief!"

Hearing this, Mu Chehan's face darkened again.

Since Mu Ruohuan was born, a rain has poured down, and the 20-year drought has been relieved.

The past three years have been smooth and the weather has been good, but recently, for some reason, droughts have hit all parts of the country.

Even though it may have been a long time since it rained in central Beijing, the people were panicked.

Mu Ruohuan was sitting on Mu Chehan's lap, picking with two chubby hands, her mouth was full of displeasure.

Isn't it because of the war that God doesn't rain?
"Father is not afraid, as long as there is no war, Lord Dragon will reward us with a heavy rain, and we will never do anything in the future."

Mu Ruohuan's milky voice sounded, and Mu Chehan withdrew his solemn expression, and looked down at her.

"How did Huanhuan know?"

Mu Ruohuan pursed her lips, touched her white and tender forehead and thought about it.

No one had ever told her these things, but she just knew.

It's like knowing what kind of grass can cure the big brother's disease.

It's all in her head.

Mu Ruohuan firmly hammered her little hand, "That's it!"

Seeing her swollen appearance, Mu Chehan couldn't help but hooked his lips in teasing, and pinched her chubby little face.

"Okay, then there will be no war."

In the past, the tyrant who killed decisively and wished to go to war every day, now decided not to fight because of a few words from the little princess? !

The ministers of the DPRK and China looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

But even though Mu Chehan said that, he was thinking about the war in the Western Regions in his heart.

Ever since he conquered the Western Regions, the royal family has always been waiting for an opportunity to get rid of the control. Although the Western Regions have been beaten to the brim, they are still not completely settled.

It seems to find an opportunity to fight the Western Regions again.

After retreating, Mu Ruohuan stretched her small arms, jumped off the dragon chair, and walked out holding Mu Chehan's hand.

"Father, let's go, it's going to rain!"

Mu Ruohuan pulled Mu Chehan with all his strength, and ran to the altar with eyes full.

When he arrived at the altar, Mu Ruohuan knelt on the ground obediently, clasped his hands together, and started chanting to the Dragon King statue on the altar.

"Grandpa Dragon King, it's going to rain, Huanhuan persuaded my father not to fight, it's going to rain."

Mu Ruohuan closed her eyes, muttering to the Dragon King in a childish voice.

From a long distance away, Mu Chehan couldn't hear what she was saying clearly, and only looked at the little milk ball with eyes full of doting.

After all, the daughter is still a caring little padded jacket. In order not to worry him, she went to the altar to pray for rain.

Mu Chehan naturally didn't take it seriously, and just waited for a while to hug Mu Ruohuan back to the bedroom.

But before Mu Ruohuan knelt for half a stick of incense, the originally clear sky suddenly blew violently.

After a while, a heavy downpour fell, and even the courtiers passing by couldn't help but freeze in place.

This rain...was the princess begging for it?
In front of the huge Dragon King statue on the altar, Mu Ruohuan's body knelt in a small ball in the rain, looking extraordinarily pious.

When the princess was born, it rained to relieve the 20-year drought.

Now that the princess knelt down, another heavy rain solved the urgent need.

This little princess is Mu Chao's once-in-a-century lucky star!

Mu Chehan was stunned for a long time before going up to the altar and hugging Mu Ruohuan in his arms, covering her from the rain with his sleeves.

"Huanhuan, this rain...how did you ask for it?"

Mu Chehan's tone was full of tremors, he naturally didn't believe that Mu Ruohuan alone could beg for this heavy rain.

But everything in front of him made him have to believe it.

Mu Ruohuan put on a pair of big watery eyes, and grinned against Mu Chehan's cheek.

"Huanhuan thought in his heart that there should be a rain soon to make Dad happy. Huanhuan told Grandpa Dragon King these words, and he rained ducks for us~"

When these words came out of Mu Ruohuan's mouth, it was clear that they were children's nonsense.

(End of this chapter)