"Xiaojiu, what did you do?"
Princess Cheng asked in surprise.
As the eldest princess, Yong'an is extremely noble. The most frustrating thing in this life is being married to Guo Kui.
How could the Ninth Prince vent his anger on Yongan?
Guo Kui had already been slapped when he broke into the princess's house at night. Princess Yong'an had already trampled on the dignity of Duke Cheng'en's house.
Queen Mother Guo fell ill, so she was forcing the eldest princess to bow her head.
Princess Cheng couldn't help but slap the Ninth Prince on the back, "You kid is so worried! Later, Mrs. Cheng'en will have to go to the palace to complain!"
"Don't worry, Aunt Wang!" The Ninth Prince put his hands behind his back, with a look of pride on his face, "I'll keep her safe this time so she doesn't dare to disturb the Imperial Grandmother's rest!"
As he said that, he leaned close to Princess Cheng and whispered in her ear.
It's okay that Ji couldn't hear it, but Yan Jiaojiao looked on from the side and was heartbroken.
【It’s too much! 】
[Is there any gossip that I can’t listen to? 】
The Ninth Prince and Princess Cheng muttered a few words, and when she wasn't paying attention, they jumped up to Yan Jiaojiao, picked her up and ran out, shouting: "Aunt Wang, I'm taking my sister to see Uncle Wang! "
"Slow down! If you fall, be careful and I'll hit you!"
While Ji was stunned, the Ninth Prince ran away and disappeared.
In the study, King Cheng was stretching his neck and looking out.
He knew that Mrs. Ji was here with Yan Jiaojiao, so he wanted to take a look at that chubby little girl. He also felt that since Mrs. Ji was here, he had to avoid suspicion, so it would be difficult for him.
"Uncle Wang, I snatched the person away!"
Yan Jiaojiao has been born for six months. He eats well and sleeps well, and his whole body becomes more mellow.
King Cheng picked up Yan Jiaojiao. The ninth prince was already sweating profusely and panting.
He bent down to support his legs and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Uncle Wang, don't ask me to do this next time." The Ninth Prince complained, "Aunt Wang just said she wanted to beat me."
King Cheng has a carefree temper. He doesn't like the tedious government affairs. Although the emperor values him, he often works like a monk hitting the clock and goes to court if he can't. After all, the emperor is his brother, who is it? You can't complain to him, right?
The nephew complained, and King Cheng smiled, "If you are capable, don't ask me to wipe your ass if you get into trouble."
Yan Jiaojiao: "..."
Your Majesty, is it really okay for you to speak so down to earth?
She finally discovered that the Ninth Prince liked to act reserved in front of others. Even in front of Queen Xu, she acted young and mature.
Come to think of it, he was usually like this in the palace.
But as soon as he entered Prince Cheng's palace, the Ninth Prince immediately turned into an innocent child, playful and mischievous, as if Prince Cheng and his wife were his parents.
Even if he gets into trouble, he always looks for King Cheng to deal with the aftermath.
Maybe this palace is more humane than the palace?
King Cheng and the uncle and nephew of the Ninth Prince murmured for a while. King Cheng held Yan Jiaojiao in his arms, one big and two small. He called two of his confidants to follow him and slipped out of the palace like thieves.
Yan Jiaojiao: "..."
What are you going for?
No one knew she was sold!
The group of people went to a restaurant on Xuanwu Street without going anywhere else.
There is a private room on the second floor of the restaurant, facing a small alley in the back.
It's said to be a small alley, but because it's right next to Xuanwu Street, it doesn't look secluded.
King Cheng was wearing a black brocade uniform, with a colorful brocade belt around his waist, a gold crown in his hair, and a paper fan in his hand. He looked like an older dandy.
He didn't know where he learned it. He used two wide straps to tie Yan Jiaojiao to his chest with his face facing outward.
Yan Jiaojiao didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but he always felt that there was something weird about Cheng Wang's appearance.
At this moment, King Cheng was standing in front of the window of the elegant room, staring at a small courtyard with three houses in the alley.
"Are you sure this is where it is?"
The small courtyard is neat and tidy and quite quiet.
The Ninth Prince stood next to King Cheng and nodded vigorously, "That's right. Uncle Wang, just wait and see the good show!"
After about a meal, a group of people appeared at the end of the alley.
Looking from a distance, there are men and women, all looking menacing.
"coming!"
King Cheng perked up, broke off a small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, dipped it in water, and stuffed it into Yan Jiaojiao's mouth.
Caught off guard, Yan Jiaojiao almost choked. Fortunately, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake has been soaked in water, so it is soft and can be swallowed directly without chewing.
While eating the sweet osmanthus cake, Yan Jiaojiao looked outside with bright eyes.
I don’t know what Cheng Wang’s uncle and nephew are doing, but there must be something exciting to watch.
Yan Jiaojiao stretched his neck and looked out.
I saw a group of people breaking open the door of a small courtyard and rushing in like wolves.
It didn't take long to find a little woman wearing pink clothes.
The leader of the group was probably the stewardess of a large family. She was well-dressed, pointing at the little woman with her hands on her hips and cursing something.
Perhaps because of the anger, two more people stepped forward, grabbed the little woman's hair, and slapped her back and forth.
Yan Jiaojiao was speechless.
This, what's going on?
