Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 594 She Has Resentment
Chapter 625 She Has Resentment
"I'm only rude in front of the emperor." Ruan Xiaoli walked beside him with his hands behind his back.

A smile flashed in Feng Ancan's eyes, the little girl who was full of nonsense, sometimes even he didn't know which of her words was true and which was false.

"Uncle Huang, the view of the imperial garden is not bad, why don't we go shopping together?"

"it is good."

Even in winter, all kinds of flowers bloomed in the imperial garden, and the snow on the road was cleaned by maids early. As long as they didn't walk on the grass beside the road, they wouldn't step on wet shoes and socks.

"Uncle Huang, my mother and I were escorted out of the cold palace today, you must have done this."

"Well, it's me."

He thought about it all night, thinking about it and helping her.

Breaking the status quo is something he can't do now, but he doesn't need to stop her.

But after doing all this, Feng Ancan was a little worried... As he walked, he glanced sideways at the girl beside him.

"Li'er, what are you going to do?"

Feng Ancan had a premonition that the little girl beside her was planning something big, big enough to pierce the sky.

I don't know if what he is doing now is helping the evildoers.

Ruan Xiaoli raised his head and smiled innocently: "I don't do anything, I just want to get the life I deserve with my status, isn't that too much?"

She is a princess, she wants to live the life of a princess, it's not too much.

Feng Ancan's eyes lowered: "Li'er, I don't comment on what you are doing now, but don't do things that hurt others. I know you don't believe in Buddhism, but you have always been convinced of the reincarnation of cause and effect throughout the ages."

"Uncle, karma and reincarnation pay attention to cause, do you see that I have hurt the sky and the law?"

Feng Ancan didn't know why she suddenly asked this sentence.

He said, "Of course you haven't done anything wrong."

Although her temperament reveals greed and violence, she has never hurt anyone so far...

Ruan Xiaoli lowered his head with a smile, and a childish voice sounded: "That's right, I haven't hurt anyone, so why did I have to be beaten since I was a child? Any maid, a nanny can beat me, The imperial sisters even came to bully me every day, the most common thing I did was to kneel on the stone floor for a whole day, and there were scars all over my legs..."

Feng Ancan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his walking slowed down.

Ruan Xiaoli kept walking at the original speed, until she finished speaking, she had passed Feng Ancan.

Ruan Xiaoli raised his head and turned to look at the man standing still behind him: "Uncle Huang, why don't you leave?"

"Li'er, you have resentment in your heart."

"If it were you, wouldn't you have any complaints?" Ruan Xiaoli replied with a particularly bright smile.

The brighter she smiled, the more oppressed Feng Ancan felt, as if a boulder was pressing on his chest.

Inexplicably, he wanted to call her name gently, and even hug her into his arms to coax her, but... his body was frozen.

"Puff ha ha ha..." Ruan Xiaoli laughed suddenly, covered his mouth, bent over and laughed: "Puff ha ha ha, Uncle Emperor, your expression is so subtle, it's the first time I've seen you like this, you Don't show such an expression, let's not talk about these unhappy things, it's rare that you only come back for such a month all year round, I hope that every day when I see the emperor is happy."

Feng Ancan frowned and said nothing.

Ruan Xiaoli walked over and reached out to hold him: "Uncle Huang, let's go, there is a very sweet little persimmon tree in the corner ahead, the fruit of other persimmons is already soft and sweet when the frost falls, but it is still hard Yes, basically no one eats it, but I found that as long as it snows, it will become soft and sweet, and the fruit was covered by heavy snow last night, so no one will pick it."

Feng Ancan was terrified by the hand she extended out of the blue.

The icy cold little hand held his hand, Feng Ancan lowered her head and reached out to hold her little hand tightly: "Why is it so cold?"

Ruan Xiaoli showed an aggrieved expression: "Women are afraid of the cold, and I seem to be even more so, so I don't like going out in winter."

Feng Ancan's big palm wrapped her hand tightly, but it still didn't feel effective, and her hand couldn't cover the heat at all.

Feng Ancan worried: "Are you cold?"

Ruan Xiaoli's eyes were dark, and he said, "It's cold."

In the next second, Feng Ancan took off the blue cloak on his body, and with a flick of his hand, the cloak covered Ruan Xiaoli.

Ruan Xiaoli dragged his cloak to the floor, she couldn't laugh or cry: "Uncle Huang, this will stain your clothes, and it's hard for me to walk."

"fine."

Well, Ruan Xiaoli tightened the cloak that was warm from his body, and then took Feng Ancan to look for the very sweet persimmon tree.

She held his hand all the way, and the two of them didn't feel anything wrong.

The two were sitting under the eaves, Feng Ancan was holding three or four persimmons in his hands, while Ruan Xiaoli was sitting beside him, holding persimmons in both hands and eating slowly.

He didn't eat any of them, because Feng Ancan was taller and could reach out to pick the persimmons, so he picked several and held them in his hands for her to eat.

Feng Ancan looked at the persimmon in her hand in a daze, what was she doing?Today he is very strange.

But when he heard the little girl next to him eat and make small noises, and she looked satisfied, he was relieved again.

What's so strange?Isn't it just that the uncle takes care of the niece? Although this is not a real niece, it is even better than a real niece.

Among the emperor's heirs, only this little girl is closest to him.

After eating, Ruan Xiaoli threw the persimmon skin into the snow, her hands were sticky with persimmon juice.

Ruan Xiaoli raised both hands and said: "Uncle Huang, can you help me remove the handkerchief I wear around my waist?"

There is a small hidden button at the waist of her clothes, and the brocade handkerchief can be buckled at the waist.

Her hands are dirty now and she can't unbutton them, otherwise the juice on her hands will all rub against her clothes.

Feng Ancan put the persimmon on the stone steps beside him, when he reached out to get the handkerchief, he suddenly realized something was wrong...

That was the little girl's waist, she was already thirteen years old, and she would reach her birthday in two years, it seemed inappropriate for him to touch her waist.

"Uncle Royal."

Ruan Xiaoli urged.

Feng Ancan glanced at her slender waist, and simply reached out to take out the green handkerchief from her sleeve: "Here."

Ruan Xiaoli was taken aback: "Do you use yours?"

"Ah."

Ruan Xiaoli snatched the handkerchief very unceremoniously, and then rubbed it hard.

She wiped her hands clean but the veil was crumpled and stained with yellow juice.

For a moment, Feng Ancan felt that she seemed to be angry?This way of slapping the handkerchief repeatedly is like twisting someone's flesh.

Ruan Xiaoli stained and wrinkled the veil, then looked up at him: "Uncle Huang, I forgot to tell you that persimmons are difficult to wash with water, so I'm afraid this veil cannot be used."

(End of this chapter)