Group favorite Xiaojiao Bao: The whole family is a big villain

Zhao Bao subconsciously chased a few steps forward, but stopped when he saw the ninth princess smiling and throwing herself into Jing Yi's arms at the end of the palace road.

In Zhao Bao's heart, Jing Yi is a more powerful person than the little national master. If even Jing Yi himself doesn't know what happened, then no one in the world can solve this problem.

Who is Zhao Bao?

He is nothing more than a speck in the world, and there is only so much he can do to help Jing Yi.

"Eunuch Zhao? Eunuch Zhao?"

Hearing the call of the small table, Zhao Bao came to his senses and turned his head.

Xiao Zuo's face was enlarged in front of his eyes, with a puzzled look on his face: "Eunuch Zhao, why are you crying?"

"Why are you crying? I'm not crying!" Zhao Bao wiped his face and realized that he had burst into tears at some point. Really, it's all Jing Yi's fault. Yes, why should he give this birthday gift? He and Ninth Princess are not familiar with each other. Jing Yi and Ninth Princess are obviously so close.

"Go away! Go do your job!" Zhao Bao wiped his face hard and waved his hand impatiently at the small table.

The small table made a sound, and continued to work dejectedly.

"Brother Jingyi, are you here to play with brother Zhao Bao?" Su Jiu tilted her head and glanced at Zhao Bao who was standing not far away, holding Jing Yi's uninjured hand and walking back, and asked doubtfully, But his eyes kept staring at Jing Yi's hand, which was still wrapped in gauze.

Jing Yi lowered his eyes and followed the villain's line of sight to see his own hand. He subconsciously hid it behind his back and answered the villain's question just now, "Yeah."

It's only May, but it feels like it's midsummer. The sun shines down on people, and it's fierce. The villain is wearing a pink gauze skirt today. Maybe he suddenly lost some clothes. In addition, the temperature has been too high these days, so Su Jiu didn't eat. After many meals, the original pink and tender dumplings seemed to have shrunk a lot, but their eyebrows became prettier, and they also grew taller, reaching the waist of a teenager. It seemed that they had grown up all of a sudden, even though they were still a little boy. Carrot head.

"Brother Jingyi, why isn't your hand healed yet? Did you secretly throw away the medicine? Is the wound suppurating again?"

For some reason, she could hear Sister Huang Ying talking about Jing Yi every day, and she often went to his residence, but Su Jiu felt inexplicably that she hadn't seen Jing Yi's brother for a long time, and...he seemed a little strange.

Jing Yi saw the little man standing on tiptoes trying to see his hands, so he hurriedly raised them to prevent her from seeing them.

It was this guilty look that made Su Jiu more sure of her suspicions. She stopped and stared at Jing Yi, quite like if you don't let me look, this matter will never be over. .

"Princess..." The young man raised one hand high and looked down at the villain with his painted eyes. His dull expression was a bit more embarrassed and at a loss.

Su Jiu put her hands on her hips and stared at the young man fiercely without saying a word.

Huang Ying saw this scene when she rushed over. The boy was obviously much taller than the girl, but he was forced to almost cry.

Huang Ying couldn't help but hold back a smile. After spending so long with Jing Yi, every time he was indifferent to other people and spoke very little, but only in front of the princess, Jing Yi finally had the temperament of a young man. Vitality, no, I should say the appearance of a normal person.

She will be jealous, laugh, and will be unhappy when she sees the princess having fun with others...

The Ninth Princess is probably the only one who can make Jing Yi feel so helpless.

After all, she had heard that the Ninth Princess was trapped on a cliff during the Flower Goddess Festival, and it was His Majesty who carried Jing Yi up in the end!

"Princess, please don't force me!" Jing Yi saw the villain's mouth tightening, as if he was about to cry, but he didn't know how to respond, so he fell to his knees with a plop.

Su Jiu immediately suppressed her fake crying and hurriedly stepped forward to help Jingyi, "Brother Jingyi, Jiu'er doesn't want to watch anymore. Get up quickly!"

Jing Yi looked up and made sure Su Jiu didn't really want to cry. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the ground following Su Jiu's strength.

"Princess, what game are you and Jing Yi playing?" Huang Ying saw that Jing Yi was really getting anxious. She couldn't help laughing, and then she held an umbrella over Su Jiu's head.

Su Jiu tilted her head, "Sister Huang Ying, why are you here?"

"My slave has just packed up the palace. When she turned around, she saw Caiju coming back. She was worried, so she came over to look for her. It's almost noon, and it's when the sun is at its worst. Princess, you haven't opened your umbrella yet. Carefully, your face has turned dark. .”

"Jiu'er is still beautiful even if she's dark!" Su Jiu hummed.

Huang Ying chuckled and said yes repeatedly, "The princess is the cutest. As soon as she came to the palace, your majesty ordered someone to open the icehouse. The ice has been sent to the princess's bedroom. Now it's cool in the bedroom."

Su Jiu's eyes lit up, "Look!"

Saying that, he didn't want anyone to hold him, he still held Jing Yi's hand and walked quickly to the bedroom in the palace.

Huang Ying had no choice but to follow quickly with an umbrella.

**

"The temperature is abnormal, and there are continuous reports of drought in various places. Little Imperial Master, do you know what is going on?"

In the palace, Mingyang Hall, Su Yijun is sitting on top. There is a basin of ice in the center of the hall, exuding a milky white cold air.

Hang Zongzhi stood up after hearing this, "Your Majesty must have also heard from the Qintian Supervisor that for some reason this year, the astrolabe is scattered and cannot be imaged. I am... incompetent!"

Hang Zongzhi's face showed shame, but there was a bit of solemnity in his eyes.

Master once said before going into seclusion that the Beiyan Kingdom was bound to suffer a disaster. The most serious situation would be that the country would be destroyed, the family would be destroyed, and the people would be displaced.

Nowadays, His Majesty is diligent in his government, and because of the Ninth Princess, he is no longer as violent as before. Recently, he has eliminated a number of corrupt officials. Logically speaking, everything should develop in a good direction.

But since the last movement of the Star Reaching Tower, the moment the Seven Stars appeared in a row, the astrolabe completely collapsed, and the star array was arranged in chaos.

The temperature is also abnormal. In previous years, we still need to wear thick clothes in May, but this year we put on thin clothes early.

Very weird!

Su Yijun narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this. In March, a report came from the border saying that the north was not stable. Su Xuanyan and Su Yunqing originally wanted to stay in Beijing to wait for Jiu'er's birthday, but after hearing the news, they couldn't sit still, and even Without even being able to say goodbye to Jiu'er, he left Beijing in a hurry, causing Jiu'er to cry for a long time.

"I have sent officials from various places to actively fight the drought, but if this continues, the people's lives this year..." Although Su Yijun is violent, he is mostly merciful to the officials and the people. This is why there are clear folk rumors about Su Yijun's tyranny. The reason why there was so much bad news but no one raised the alarm.

For the common people, they don't really care who is in power. They only care about whether the crops they plant grow well, whether there is a harvest, and whether they can have enough to eat.

But now, there is a severe drought in various places, crops cannot survive, and people cannot afford to eat. Naturally, they will think more, for example: Is it because of the tyranny of the emperor in power that has attracted the dissatisfaction of God? Is this a drought that God has punished on them? Yet? If the current emperor is overthrown, will God forgive them?

If there are any more unfavorable rumors about the royal family, it will only be a matter of time before people's hearts become unsettled and the people are in turmoil.

Hang Zongzhi expected this situation, and Su Yijun knew it better, so he sent trusted officials to various places in the early stages of the drought to appease the people, and immediately issued instructions to reduce the tax burden.

"I... haven't seen Jiu'er for a long time."

Su Yijun pinched his eyebrows tiredly and said.

Hangzong was stunned.

Because in the past, Su Yijun never talked to him about matters other than state affairs. He mostly inquired about the location of Penglai. It was unprecedented for him to chat about everyday things like this.

Hang Zongzhi didn't know how to answer it for a while, so he could only nod in agreement.

Su Yijun narrowed his eyes, looked at Hang Zongzhi's neither humble nor arrogant appearance, and smiled suddenly, "Jingyi has never praised other men in front of me, and you are the first one."

With a bang, Hang Zongzhi's sunny face turned red, making him less mature and more shy than a young man.

Seeing this, Su Yijun snorted, "Jingyi, this child, has always been well-behaved and has her own opinions. She has never let me worry about her. She said she wants to marry you, what about you?"

Since Hang Zongzhi was accepted as a disciple by the great master, he has almost lost contact with his family. Although he is in the world, he is almost born. At this time, he was seriously asked about his marriage, both by his majesty and his future father-in-law. For the first time, Hang Zongzhi experienced what "nervousness" is. He had never been so nervous when he was taught by his master for the first time.

"Princess Xinyue, I want to marry the princess!" Hang Zongzhi took a deep breath, looked serious, and knelt down on the ground, "The sky is a lesson!"

As early as when Hang Zong was in charge, Su Yijun issued an order to exempt him from kneeling.

This kneeling is not as a young national master, but as an ordinary man who wants to marry his beloved.

Su Yijun finally showed some relief on his face. He himself was not a conformist person, and was even a little deviant. Therefore, when Jingyi discussed with him to secretly arrest Ning Shuiyuan in the name of a fake marriage, he didn't think there was anything wrong. .

But this time, he really married off his daughter, and Su Yijun was reluctant to let her go, even though he was very satisfied with Hang Zongzhi himself.

"Get up."

Satisfaction is satisfaction, but you still have to warn me, "Zongzhi must have heard a lot of folk rumors. Zongzhi, don't you mind?"

Hang Zongzhi stood up, heard the words, folded his hands and bowed, and answered resoundingly: "I became a disciple of the Great Imperial Master in my early years. I thought I would never fall in love until I found that the master left a brocade bag... On it was written the birth dates of the minister and the second princess... "

Hang Zongzhi looked up at Su Yijun, "I sneered at this."

Su Yijun's face darkened.

"I have done a lot of research on numerology, and I know that fate is fate, and things are things. Knowing whether to respect fate or not, it all depends on yourself. Otherwise, no one will be able to conquer the sky and so on. Therefore, when I saw the tips left by the master, I don't accept my fate." Seeing Su Yijun's stern face, Hang Zongzhi's voice remained firm.

"I want to marry the second princess, not because of the master's order, but because I like the princess, nothing more!"

Su Yijun met Hang Zongzhi's eyes, laughed suddenly, and turned to look at the screen aside, "Jingyi, my father has lost."

Hang Zongzhi was stunned. He immediately reacted and looked at the screen aside. His face seemed to have been struck by lightning. The shadow of the woman behind the screen was reflected in his pupils. Bit by bit, like an ink painting, the reflection became brighter. Walked up to him.

Su Jingyi actually met Hang Zongzhi a few times. Every time they met, she always felt that this guy was very pretentious. His eyes reached the top of his head. He was obviously only three years older than her, but he always had a straight face.

Seeing his stunned look at this time, the corners of his lips were raised unconsciously, and a smile filled his eyes, "Idiot."

Hang Zongzhi came back to his senses and put his hands behind his back in embarrassment. His fair cheeks were flushed, but he refused to take his eyes away from Su Jingyi's face.

What a pair of young people who are in love with each other.

Su Yijun:......

He's still here!