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

Qinzheng Hall.

"Hey……"

After sighing No.90 nine times, Su Jiu put down the pen in her hand, rested her cheeks on her hands, and stared blankly at the distance. Su Yijun, who was leaning on the desk and concentrating on correcting the memorial, looked down at the Paper, ink and pen.

How did things get like this?

That day she was finally let out to play, sweated all over, fell asleep sleepily, didn't change clothes in time, and started to have a low-grade fever in the middle of the night, although there was nothing serious, but her father knew about it.

What did he say?

——"Since you feel bored, come to Qinzheng Hall to practice calligraphy every day."

Then it became what it is now.

Su Tyrant also specially placed a set of tables and chairs suitable for a villain beside his desk, so that he could see the villain when he looked up, and she couldn't be lazy even if she wanted to.

After a few days of practice, Su Jiu could already write some simple characters, such as the name of a certain great tyrant.

Seeing that Su Yijun was serious about correcting the memorial, Su Jiu rolled her eyes and wanted to go out to play~

The villain is still young, and he can't hold the pen at all with his small hands, and the ink will stain his hands or sleeves from time to time. After looking at it for a while, he sighed discouragedly, and started to draw rabbits on the paper in boredom.

Big rabbit, white and white, spicy and delicious.

Suck!

Su Jiu thought of the rabbit that fifth brother gave her, and subconsciously licked her lips.

That's when Zhou Fu came in.

He walked in a hurry, and his face was a little ugly. He subconsciously looked at the villain on the small table, and met a pair of shining almond eyes.

Uh……

Why did he feel that the ninth princess was a little excited?

Zhou Fu: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"What's the matter?"

Su Yijun glanced lightly at the villain not far away, and saw that the villain had a small head propped up, his little face was stained with ink at some point, like a little cat, his almond eyes were filled with two words - gossip.

Zhou Fu lowered his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince was found unconscious in the wolf garden, and his tendons were bitten off by the wolves in the garden. I am afraid... I am afraid that he will not be able to walk for the rest of his life."

Su Jiu was taken aback.

Su Yijun's expression was as usual, and his handsome face could even be said to be indifferent, "Understood, can you send the imperial physician?"

Zhou Fu: "The imperial physician has already been there."

"Ah."

Zhou Fu backed out very discerningly.

The hall fell silent again.

Su Yijun began to correct the memorial again, as if what Zhou Fu reported just now was just a trivial matter.

Su Jiu was a little upset, her father... was so indifferent.

Although she didn't like that short winter melon either, but the short winter melon was Daddy's child after all.

"What's wrong? Bored?"

Su Yijun's deep voice sounded above his head.

The villain raised his little head, his little face was full of confusion, he couldn't hold back in the end, and asked, "Will Daddy treat Jiu'er like this in the future?"

Su Yijun was taken aback, "Huh?"

If dad didn't like me anymore, would he be as indifferent as he is now?

If Daddy knew that she was not Xiao Jiujiu, not Daddy's daughter, would Daddy be even more ruthless?

Thinking about it, the villain was like a balloon that was popped in an instant, and became dejected.

Su Yijun's mind was already keen, so he reacted immediately, picked up the villain, rubbed the villain's head with his big palm, his voice was a little hoarse.

"No, Daddy will not let Jiu'er suffer any harm, not even Daddy himself."

But... what if Jiu'er is not Daddy's daughter?

Su Jiu grabbed Su Yijun's big palm and opened her mouth, but she didn't have the courage to ask.

Su Yijun lowered his eyes, seeing the little guy's preoccupied appearance, a thoughtful flash of thought flashed in his long and narrow eyes, and his tone was slightly cool.

"Jiu'er is old enough to have a secret from Daddy."

Feeling the yin and yang in her father's voice, Su Jiu was startled, and didn't want to think about it anymore. She quickly smoothed her hair and rubbed her cheek against Su Yijun's big palm flatteringly, "No, no."

Su Yijun pinched the villain's chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Really?"

A villain's small head is like pounding garlic sprouts.

"Uh-huh!"

Su Yijun stared at the villain for a while, he didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he let go, "Okay, let's go out and play."

The villain's eyes lit up, and he smacked Su Yijun's handsome face.

'Hey! '

Kicking off her short legs, she slid down Su Yijun's clothes.

"Daddy is the best! Jiu'er likes Daddy the most!"

As he said that, the villain jumped up and down and ran out happily.

It took Su Yijun a long time to come back to his senses, he raised his hand to caress the place where the villain had kissed, the corners of his mouth could not hold back, slightly raised a little.

Well, there is no one in the hall at this time.

Unable to hold back, he grinned away.

When Zhou Fu walked in, what he saw was his majesty who was smiling like a fool, and stayed in place for a moment like a lightning strike.

Be good, be good!

He won't be silenced by His Majesty, right?

Su Yijun also noticed it, and he suppressed his smile for a moment, his face was frosty, and his eyes were like knives towards Zhou Fu: "What's the matter?"

Zhou Fu's legs trembled, and he said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, King Ding'an is back."

Su Yijun frowned when he heard that, a look of disgust flashed in his long and narrow eyes.

"Why did he come back?"

Zhou Fu kept smiling.

Su Yijun sat back in the chair, pinched the center of his eyebrows, as if thinking of that person gave him a headache, "Where is he now?"

Zhou Fu: "King Ding'an entered Beijing early this morning, and he should be on his way to the palace now."

"Okay, I know, let's go out."

Zhou Fu bowed and said, "No!"

**

The carriage is driving along the palace road.

Zhao Enli changed into a normal uniform, with obvious tension on his resolute face, "Wang, lord, can I, can I see Jiu'er later?"

These days, Zhao Enli has been assisting Su Xuanyan in dealing with the big and small matters in Bianzhou.

Su Xuanyan was away all the year round, guarding the border, eating and living with the soldiers, and his temperament was informal. He also never liked those strict palace rules and etiquette. After hearing Zhao Enli calling himself a grassroots a few times, he was forced to change it. come over.

Su Xuanyan was dressed in a moon-colored silver robe today, the wind was shining like the moon, his slender jade-like fingers were lightly holding the folding fan, and there was a gentle smile on his face.

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, after seeing Brother Huang, I will naturally take you to meet Jiu'er." He also...hasn't seen that little girl for a long time.

Zhao Enli was relieved, and immediately became nervous again after hearing the word 'Emperor Brother', "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, he...I..."

"Brother Huang won't blame you, I will definitely protect you later, Brother Huang..."

At this time-

There was a burst of sweet laughter from outside the carriage.

Su Xuanyan's eyes lit up, and his eyes were stained with a smile. He lifted the curtain, regardless of the carriage was still moving, turned over and got out of the carriage.

"Brother Zhao, Xiao Wu will take you to the Palace of Qinzheng to meet Brother Huang. I remember that I still have something to do. I will meet you later."

After leaving such a sentence, he left without looking back.

Zhao Enli:? ! ?