Chapter 339 Why stick to him? Love to watch
Worried that His Highness would dodge again, Jiujiu gently straightened his chin.
Yuan Heng's body froze completely, and he chirped on his mouth, which had no oil stains, and wiped it back and forth carefully.
Finally, he nodded his little head with satisfaction.
"Your Highness, it's clean."
Yuan Heng was about to speak but stopped.
Tweeting, looking left and right, he happily added: "As clean as me."
Just now, when she saw His Highness's expression, she thought he also wanted someone to wipe his lips, so she went straight to it.
Jiujiu let go of her hand and climbed down from the chair. Emperor Wu Su's palm was always supporting her from behind.
Yuan Heng's black eyes moved slightly, and when she wasn't paying attention, he turned around and picked up the handkerchief in his hand, wiped away the oil mark she had made on his chin, and sighed helplessly.
Zhao Mingyan looked at this scene and touched his chin thoughtfully.
Li Yuzong was also amazed in his heart.
He ordered people to remove the dirty kerchief and replace it with a new one.
Li Yuzong's eyes looked at the father and son sitting on the left and right of the little girl.
There were rumors in the palace that Emperor Wu Su was not close to the only young prince. The rumors were true, but in fact it could not be entirely blamed on the emperor's indifferent temperament and cold parenting methods.
Because of this little prince's temper, he was extremely aloof and cold.
His Royal Highness Yuan Heng usually didn't like to see unclean things, nor did he like others to touch his face, let alone Jiujiu pressed his face with her little oily hand.
Her tolerance level is too high.
Jiu Jiu's stomach was full, he lowered his head and patted his belly, but the pink and blue purse on his shoulder was not full yet.
So, she patted the deflated little purse on her body with her little hands, making a lot of noise.
The two people beside him looked over, and Zhao Mingyan couldn't help laughing.
The chirping eyes flickered back and forth between Emperor Wu Su and Li Yuzong, as if their eyes could speak.
Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Hurry up and go."
Li Yuzong sighed and went to the door to ask the imperial kitchen to deliver the candy cake as soon as possible.
Xiaodongzi was very smart in his work. After a while, he trotted back and presented the things.
A large box full of candy cakes piled up into a hill, covering Chiu Jiu's head.
The little girl didn't eat in a hurry, but took a deep breath of the sweet smell first, with a very pleasant expression on her face.
Jiu Jiu leaned on the back of the large chair, her eyes curved into crescent moons.
Sugar cakes should be considered the least valuable things in the palace. Even if there are so many in front of you, they are not as valuable as a corner of the gold and jade bowls containing the dishes.
Yuan Heng rarely saw people showing such a satisfied look because of eating.
He also started to wonder about the taste of this candy cake.
Jiu Jiu waved her little hand, picked up a piece of candy cake, and pushed away the oil paper outside. The tangy aroma emerged, attracting the eyes of those sitting on her left and right to focus on her chubby hands.
Jiu Jiu pinched the candy cake, looked left and right, her little head shook like a rattle.
It's like thinking about whom to feed first.
Zhao Mingyan looked at his "competitor" and Yuan Heng said: "My son doesn't like sweets."
It's just that this candy cake is particularly tempting when held in Jiujiu's hand.
Jiu Jiu raised her hand in the direction of Emperor Wu Su. When Zhao Mingyan lowered his head slightly, he wanted to cooperate with her movements to eat.
But the little girl turned around and unexpectedly stuffed a handful of pastries into Yuan Heng's mouth.
Zhao Mingyan raised his eyebrows.
The sweet taste melted between his lips and tongue, and the halo in Yuan Heng's eyes expanded exponentially. "Eat sweets and you will be in a good mood. Grandma said that children should not be picky eaters and should eat everything."
Hearing that it was Ji Qingwu who said it, Yuan Heng nodded. This statement made sense.
Jiujiu pushed the candy cakes on the table towards herself and His Highness, while paying attention to the unhappy emperor.
Her pink little mouth opened and closed, and she explained: "My mother-in-law also said that adults should not eat sweets. If you eat too much, you will easily get sick."
Zhao Mingyan snorted coldly, what nonsense.
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The meal time passed so quickly that Emperor Wu Su felt that the clock was broken again, and half an hour flew by.
More than ten ministers and ministers gathered at the entrance of Qinzheng Hall, and a few more were still to come. Emperor Wu Su asked them to wait outside the door.
Children's emotions heat up in their own unique way.
Jiujiu quickly moved closer to His Highness, his partiality became more and more obvious, and he almost squeezed into Yuan Heng's chair.
Zhao Mingyan used his long arm to pull her back to him: "Why do you keep clinging to him?"
Yuan Heng tilted his head and looked over, also waiting for Jiu Jiu's answer.
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The little girl simply said: "Because it looks good, I wanted to get closer and take a closer look. I still feel like it after looking at it for a long time"
She thought about that feeling and said, "It's a bit like A Niang."
It's warm and fragrant, and I can't help but want to lean closer.
After hearing her words, Yuan Heng frowned and looked at Emperor Wu Su's reaction first, but didn't see anything.
He turned back and squeezed his little hands tightly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that a certain clue became clear.
My little heart was pounding. When I saw Ji Qingwu and the strange feeling of tweeting, I suddenly found a reasonable explanation.
Li Yuzong came in from outside the palace and asked carefully: "Your Majesty, all the adults who are coming to see you have arrived. Do you want to come in now?"
Zhao Mingyan looked at the two little guys and opened his lips to say something.
Tweeted and said: "I want to sleep."
The little girl's eyelids weighed a thousand pounds and were wrinkled into several layers due to sleepiness.
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When the courtiers came in, Emperor Wu Su was already sitting on the throne, wearing a dragon robe and jade crown, still looking majestic as before.
The veteran minister of Qintian Prison burst into tears when he came in. He knelt on the ground and cried uncontrollably.
"Your Majesty, you finally woke up. Beili is saved."
The people behind him also knelt down, and there were sounds of sadness and excitement. For a moment, the noise in the hall was like a busy market in the morning.
Emperor Wu Su had seen this scene countless times today, some of which were true and some were fake.
Zhao Mingyan was a little surprised when his eyes passed over Li Chengxun who was standing in the corner of the crowd.
He deliberately spread the news of the assassination to test everyone's reaction.
As Qingyun's consort, Li Chengxun did not turn against the Queen Mother, and dared to quarrel with Wei Ting and Su Fengyue in the court. He was a rare neutral minister, and he also helped Lu Juan out, which showed his courage and insight. .
The cries of the old ministers became more and more noisy, as if they wanted to send the emperor away on the spot.
Zhao Mingyan waved his hands impatiently, and Li Yuzong immediately stepped forward to help the elders up one by one.
He persuaded: "Don't cry anymore. Your Majesty is in good health now and is busy with business today. It's better to say that business matters are more important."
There were two rows standing in the hall, with Lu Juan and Duan Mingfeng on the left and right. They realized something was wrong when they entered the hall.
Because there was an additional small table placed on the right side of the emperor's imperial desk. His Royal Highness Yuan Heng was sitting upright behind the table, his jade-colored face full of royal majesty.
But there was no sign of Chiu Chiu.
Coming
(End of this chapter)