Who dares to find Prime Minister Qian casually?
"Kid, don't play here. This is not a place for you to play casually."
The concierge said this in a good-natured manner and immediately closed the door.
"Hey, you?!"
Sikong Zhen continued to step forward and kick the door.
This time the concierge came out fiercely, "You stinky kid! If you kick me again, I'll beat you up!"
Sikong Zhen was still dissatisfied and was quickly pulled aside by Elder Bai.
It would be bad if he got beaten up by someone else's concierge.
Little Baozhu asked: "Do you want to go home?"
Sikong Zhen sat down on the ground, "I won't come back!"
Even though he's here, his plans haven't been completed yet, so how can he go home!
He sat here and waited, not believing that he would not be able to wait for Prime Minister Qian.
This wait lasted two hours.
Prime Minister Qian got off the sedan and saw these two people.
At first, he thought he had made a mistake.
He took a closer look and found that yes, wasn't this really His Highness the Third and the little lady from that bastard's family?
"Old Man Qian!"
Seeing him, Sikong Zhen shouted rudely.
"Why did you come back so late!"
Prime Minister Qian said respectfully, "The Third Highness has been waiting for a long time. It is my fault."
Sikong Zhen curled his lips. He was annoyed when he saw his well-behaved look.
Prime Minister Qian didn't think so, "The etiquette between monarch and minister cannot be abolished, and the old ministers must respect you."
While he was talking, he glanced at the little orb beside him.
There's no need for him to be polite to her.
But Little Baozhu was very well-behaved. He stepped forward and greeted sweetly: "Hello, Grandpa Qian!"
Her voice was soft and waxy, and her breasts looked like dumplings.
Anyone who ignores her will feel a strong sense of guilt.
Prime Minister Qian resisted the urge to touch her head and snorted from his nostrils, "Okay."
"Okay, old man Qian, let us go in first, I'm going to be exhausted!"
Qian Chenglian quickly ordered someone to open the door.
Arriving in the room, Sikong Zhen swaggered and sat on the main seat.
"I'm starving, bring me some food!"
Qian Chenglian hurriedly ordered people to serve delicious food and drinks.
Sikong Zhen picked and picked, reluctantly took a piece and started eating.
Little Baozhu, on the other hand, was well-behaved, neither noisy nor fussy, and only ate snacks quietly, not forgetting to say, "Thank you, Grandpa Qian."
See the difference between high and low!
No, no.
Prime Minister Qian shook his head in his heart.
How could he think that bastard's daughter was cute?
Not cute, not cute at all!
When Sikong Zhen was almost done eating, Prime Minister Qian asked, "What's the matter with His Highness's visit this time?"
"I want to stay at your house for a few days." Sikong Zhen added, "I can't let others know, especially my uncle!"
Prime Minister Qian frowned.
Is this a runaway from home?
The last time he ran away from home, there was quite a fuss.
What happened this time...
"Not running away from home!"
Sikong Zhen asked him to come closer and whispered a few words into his ear.
When Prime Minister Qian heard this, he frowned.
"Is this... OK?"
Sikong Zhen slapped the table, "Are you His Highness or am I His Highness?! I ask you to do such a small thing, but you can't do it?!"
In the eyes of Prime Minister Qian, Sikong Zhen is the future prince.
So he has always respected him.
Even if he is just a little kid now.
"Yes, I understand."
When he said this, Sikong Zhen was satisfied.
"I heard that your house is very fun. I'll play around first, so you don't have to follow me."
After Sikong Zhen had eaten and drank enough, he felt energetic again and rushed out.
Only Prime Minister Qian and Xiao Baozhu were left in the room.
Prime Minister Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This time, this matter is big even if it is said to be big, and it is small even if it is said to be small.
I just don’t know what that bastard Huo Yingwei will do if he finds out.
It's hot today, everyone, and Prime Minister Qian can't help but sweat on his forehead.
Just as he was about to wipe it with the back of his hand, a handkerchief was handed to him.
It's like a small orb, a soft and fragrant veil.
"Grandpa Qian, use mine."
Prime Minister Qian stared at the little treasure.
The Prime Minister's Mansion has a large population.
Prime Minister Qian has no shortage of sons or grandsons.
But he just didn't know what it was like to have a sweet and soft granddaughter.
The brats in his house are each more rough than the last.
Forget about handing him a veil, just don't bother him.
Prime Minister Qian stared at Xiao Baozhu again, his eyes softening involuntarily.
It would be great if he could have a granddaughter with milk dumplings.
If he had such a granddaughter, he would definitely...
Bah bah bah!
Prime Minister Qian despised himself in his heart.
What's wrong with my thoughts? I want a granddaughter.
Even if he wanted to, he couldn't have Huo Baozhu like this.
She embarrassed him last time, but he still remembers it now!
don't want.
Absolutely not!
now.
The Huo family was already in a panic.
"That brat! He just disappeared when he disappeared. How can he kidnap my daughter?!"
Huo Yingwei was about to explode.
If he wants to enter the palace, he must read Sikong Zhen's book!
He's going to beat his ass to pieces!
"Let's find someone first. These two children don't have any money with them, so they shouldn't be able to go far." Mrs. Hua said anxiously.
Huo Yingwei's expression changed.
He thought of the ingot given to Xiaobaozhu.
"Don't panic, let's go out and look for it!"
Huo Shengfeng comforted Huo Yingwei, "The little orb has something to do with the Beggar Gang. If we go to the Beggar Gang for help, we will definitely find it!"
"Yep!"
Huo Yingwei said quickly: "Don't be stunned, go out and look for it!"
The Huo family was extremely anxious.
Prime Minister Qian's family is happy and happy.
Little Baozhu became the favorite of Prime Minister Qian's family. After hugging this one and squeezing the cheeks of the other one, everyone couldn't put it down.
There's nothing we can do about it. Who allowed Prime Minister Qian's residence to be a monk's temple?
He was looking forward to having seven grandchildren who would be able to put together a series of gourd dolls, but he didn’t have a single granddaughter.
Prime Minister Qian now places his hope on his youngest daughter-in-law, hoping that she can give him a granddaughter.
It's best to have big eyes, a pink face, and a small mouth like a cherry.
Mrs. Qian was even more envious.
"How come Prince Huo is so lucky?"
Prime Minister Qian made a face, "He is so lucky."
"What's wrong, you don't admit it?" Mrs. Qian held Little Baozhu, "It's a blessing to have such a cute girl! It's useless for you to be jealous, you don't have to be jealous!"
"How cute?" Prime Minister Qian glanced at her.
Why don't you just have bigger eyes, a more upturned nose, a little poutier mouth, and a sweeter voice...
He doesn't want it at all!
Not at all!
Mrs. Qian picked up a piece of snack and teased Little Baozhu.
But Xiao Baozhu put the snack to Mrs. Qian's mouth, "Grandma Qian eats first."
"Ouch..." Mrs. Qian's eyes turned red with jealousy.
How come such a considerate little cotton-padded jacket is so lucky that only the Huo family is so lucky? !
Mrs. Qian held Little Baozhu in her arms and coaxed her, "You put the word Qian away. Call me grandma and let me hear it."
Little Baozhu blinked her big eyes and shouted, "Grandma!"
