My Queen, you are naughty again

In the murongrui palace, Chu Li is the most leisurely one. These days, because she has to prepare gifts, she doesn't even clean her study. He wanders around every day and goes to Yubao pavilion to open his eyes in the name of Mo Rongrui.

In the imperial garden, Chu Li, who just came out of the imperial treasure Pavilion, was in a good mood. Although these babies are not hers yet, it's good to be able to see them and touch them secretly.

Unfortunately, everything in the imperial treasure Pavilion is registered. If it is missing, it will be found by others. Otherwise, she might really want to be empty handed!

Chu Li was sighing, his eyes turned, and suddenly saw a little boy standing under a tree not far away. Stunned for a moment, he thought it might be the little prince. Chu Li didn't want to create complications. He was just about to leave, but he didn't expect the little boy to see her.

"You, you stop!" the childish voice was mixed with some eagerness.

"Me?" Chu Li frowned and walked over.

"Hurry up and help the prince take down this Cuju!" Murong Xuan, the 17th prince, pointed to the Cuju stuck in the tree and hurried to speak.

Chu Li looked up and said, "little prince, aren't there any slaves around you?"

Then Chu Li looked around and found that there was no eunuch or maid around.

"The prince came out without telling his mother. If she knew, he wouldn't let me play Cuju." Murong xuanrouhu's face was a little wronged, and his voice was softer and waxier.

This son suddenly stabbed Chu Li's cute point. Looking at no one, he stretched out his hand and pinched Murong xuanrouhu's face. "OK, I'll help you take it down for the prince."

Then Chu Li looked at the height and climbed the tree carefully. Although she didn't know any lightness skills, she was still very confident in her ability to climb the tree.

When he reached the Cuju, he threw it down. After Chu Li jumped down from the tree, Mo Rongxuan had held the Cuju in his arms, regardless of the fact that his robe was suddenly stained with dust.

"Thank you for helping the prince get Cuju. What's your name?"

Looking at Murong Xuan's polite appearance, Chu centrifugal felt more favorable inside. He rubbed Murong Xuan's head like a small meat bag! "My name is Chu... Well, little ion."

"Little ion, can you play Cuju?" Murong Xuan said expectantly.

"Yes!" Chu Li raised his eyebrows, took the Cuju in Murong Xuan's hand and flew out with one foot, "what's so difficult..."

Before the voice fell, Chu Li heard a scream not far away, and then said in a sharp female voice: "who, who dares to hit the princess with Cuju!"

No

Chu Li hasn't recovered yet. Behind the rockery not far away, a woman with luxurious clothes came angrily, followed by several palace maids.

"Six elder sisters..." Murong Xuan looked at the Cuju in the maid's hand and called out carefully.

"Murong Xuan?" the sixth Princess Murong Yu frowned and looked at Chu Li and Murong Xuan standing there. "Is this your Cuju?"

Murong Xuan nodded.

"Did you hit me with Cuju?" Murong Yu looked more and more ugly. Murong Xuan's mother imperial concubine was more favored than her mother imperial concubine. Her father and emperor were eccentric on weekdays. Now, he bullied her directly!

"No." Murong Xuan shook his head, "sixth sister, can I have the Cuju back?"