"Princess, please have some tea."
Aunt Liu came over with two cups of tea tremblingly.
Even Ling Xiao had a cup of hot tea placed in front of him.
He did not refuse the kindness and whispered: "Thank you very much."
These tea leaves are all scraps that no one wants. The tea soup is slightly turbid and the taste is very bitter.
But this is already the best thing that Nanny Liu has found.
In the past, she was reluctant to take it out, so she was willing to take it out to entertain Nuobao today.
Although it didn't taste good, Nuobao still drank it with a frown.
Seeing that the little guy didn't show any disgust, Aunt Liu breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes filled with gratitude.
Nuobao was turning his head to look at the living environment of his sixth brother.
The more he looked at the little guy, the more he frowned.
Although this is not a cold palace, it is not much better than a cold palace.
Even the chairs in the room were missing arms and legs, giving off a strong aura of poverty.
It can be said that the sixth prince is the worst off among the tyrant princes...
At this moment, in Nuobao's eyes, the sixth prince seemed to be a pitiful little boy who was loved by no one and suffered from bullying.
…
Thanks to Nuobao, the sixth prince finally had a decent meal.
Even better than he had eaten in the past few years combined.
There are more than a dozen dishes alone, and the table can hardly be placed.
Knowing that it was the little princess's order, the people in the imperial kitchen didn't dare to neglect it.
"This, this is too much."
Aunt Liu was like a poor man suddenly getting rich, and she was a little overwhelmed by this table of exquisite and sumptuous dishes.
For Nuobao, this was just an ordinary meal, not even comparable to the standards in the palace of the tyrant father.
But for Nanny Liu, it was something they couldn't even imagine in the past.
"Mommy, please sit down and eat together." Nuobao waved to her with a sweet smile.
"No, no, no, what does this mean? The old slave is just a lowly slave. How can he eat at the table with his master?"
Aunt Liu waved her hands in fear.
"Mommy, sit down."
Mu Luochen said calmly: "I can't finish eating so much anyway."
"this……"
Seeing Nuobao insisting again and again, Grandma Liu had no choice but to sit down and eat together.
"Oh well."
"Woof woof~"
Even Qiuqiu got a big chicken drumstick, his tail was wagging so fast that it almost flew up, and he was so satisfied with his meal.
After eating at Sixth Brother's place, Nuobao touched his swollen belly and burped.
"Brother Six, Nuobao is leaving first. I'll see you another day."
Seeing that it was getting late, Nuobao had to leave first.
Mu Luochen pursed his lips slightly.
Another day?
He really wanted to ask Nuobao, when will the next day be?
But the words disappeared as soon as they reached his lips, leaving only one word: "Okay."
Maybe the little guy just had a whim, and he shouldn't be too greedy for this warm kindness.
"Ouch, ow, ow..."
Qiuqiu was particularly reluctant to leave Nuo Bao, and followed Nuo Bao closely, biting the corner of her clothes to prevent her from leaving.
Mu Luochen scolded: "Qiuqiu, come back."
But for the first time, Qiuqiu didn't listen to his master's words and wouldn't let go.
Looking at Nuobao with those wet eyes, a pitiful whimpering sound came from his throat.
It seems that he is using this method to keep Nuobao, let her stay first.
Nuobao's face was full of reluctance. He pushed it away several times but could not get rid of the ball.
The little puppy seems to be relying on her.
Nuobao really couldn't bear it, so he had to look at Mu Luochen for help.
"Sixth brother..."
"Qiuqiu probably wants to go with you. It likes you very much."
Mu Luochen paused, "You can take it away with you."
"ah?"
Nuobao blinked and squatted down to look at Qiuqiu.
"Qiuqiu, do you want to go home with me?"
"Woof woof!" Qiuqiu shook his little tail excitedly.
"But if you leave with me, what will Brother Six do?"
"It's better to let it follow you than follow me."
Mu Luochen was really helpless when he saw that useless little puppy, which almost had its tail wagged off.
"Qiuqiu always doesn't have enough to eat when he follows me, and he has to be bullied. I may be made into dog meat soup one day, I don't know yet."
"Wow!" Qiuqiu seemed to be echoing his words.
Those bright black eyes looked at Nuobao pitifully.
As if to say, the little master begs to be taken in.
One side screamed milkily, and turned out its fluffy belly.
"That, that's good..."
Since the sixth brother said so, Nuobao had no choice but to take Qiuqiu away.
The little guy held Qiuqiu and stroked its fur lovingly, his eyes full of joy.
Nuobao's body is a small koi, with only cold scales on its body.
Although the scales are beautiful, Nuobao prefers plush ones.
I pressed the ball and jerked it off all over, having a hard time getting addicted to my hand.
Nuobao's face was filled with happiness, as if he was intoxicated by fake wine.
"You like it very much?" Ling Xiao asked coldly.
"I like it!" Nuobao nodded vigorously.
How could anyone not like cute puppies?
"Brother Tangyuan, don't you think Qiuqiu is cute?"
"do not think so."
"snort!"
Nuobao felt that he didn't understand anything and didn't want to talk to Ling Xiao.
When Nuobao can't see it.
Ling Xiao looked at the stupid puppy with its tongue hanging out coldly, opened his thin lips slightly, and silently uttered two words: stupid dog!
…
The first thing Nuobao did when he returned home with Qiuqiu in his arms was to give him a bath.
Qiuqiu looked gray, but after taking a bath, his fur was white and fluffy, fragrant and soft, just like the clouds in the sky.
Nuobao couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"Where did the dog come from?" Mu Han frowned slightly and asked with a look of disgust.
"Brother Six gave it to me."
Nuobao said in a cheerful tone, looking at him eagerly, "Dad, can Nuobao raise it?"
"You've brought everything, and you still ask me?" Mu Han snorted lightly.
"Does it mean that if I don't let you, you really won't support me?"
She understood the trick of cutting first and playing later.
Of course that's impossible...
Nuobao's little thoughts were seen through at a glance, and he couldn't help but smile, a little embarrassed.
"By the way, daddy..."
The little guy thought of his sixth brother's situation and couldn't help but mention it to Mu Han.
"Can you give Brother Sixth a palace to live in?"
Nuobao said angrily about what she saw today.
"Dad, you don't know, those people are too much and always bully Brother Six..."
As Nuobao talked, he became so angry that he became a bulging bun.
"Sixth Prince?"
Nuobao said so that he was filled with indignation.
But the tyrant searched around in his mind, but no one matched him.
Who is that?
Oh, cheap son.
"Your Majesty, the sixth prince's biological mother is Yang Meiren." Eunuch De explained in a low voice.
The existence of this sixth prince was not high, and it took him a long time to remember it.
Mu Han didn't even remember the sixth prince, his biological son.
How can I still remember Yang Meiren and Niu Meiren?
Although he didn't care about his son, since Nuo Bao mentioned it, it was just a trivial matter, so Mu Han agreed casually.
"Virtue wins, you go and do it."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Eunuch De thought to himself: This sixth prince is quite smart. Although he is not favored, he knows how to please the little princess.
You know, in this palace now, whoever wins the favor of the little princess can also win the favor of the emperor.
Even the dog that the little princess brought back today will have a higher status in the future.
I didn’t see the concubines in the harem who used to squeeze in front of the emperor with all their strength, but now they all disappeared.
Have they given up?
Of course not, he turned towards the little princess.
Seeing that his father agreed, Nuobao suddenly beamed.
Great, Brother Six will no longer have to live a hard life in the future.
See Nuobao smiling stupidly.
The tyrant felt unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "Don't have any contact with those princes in the future."
"why?"
Nuobao looked at his father with a strange expression.
Why else?
This little brat doesn't even look at what she has done recently.
In the past, his father was longer than his father, and he followed him like a little tail.
Now there is no one around all day long, and he is even busier than the king he is.
Just know how to hang around those princes.
It’s strange that the tyrant is happy.
But can he say this?
