The clips I filmed are used as templates for future generations to appreciate every year. Isn't it just because the acting is pleasing to the eye and the audience can easily be attracted to it?
Yuan Qinghua looked at the eighth prince who was looking at her with a proud face. She was so angry that she wanted to hit him with all her teeth and claws, like a little lunatic.
Yuan Qinghua struggled so hard that Yulan was so shocked that she almost stopped hugging Yuan Qinghua. A pair of big hands stretched out from her sides and stabilized Yuan Qinghua's body, so that she did not fall.
Yuan Qinghua suddenly smelled a fragrant scent, and turned around to see Yuan Mingyi looking at her with a doting look on his face.
Oh ho!
It's over. Brother Bai Yueguang saw his aggressive side.
[It’s over, it’s over, how come it’s such a coincidence that the morning dynasty is over? Do you believe me when I say I don’t usually act like this? 】
Yuan Mingyi chuckled softly when he heard this, and Yuan Qinghua was stunned by the feeling of moistening breeze.
The woman who had been standing silently beside him saluted with everyone.
The eighth prince lowered his head when he saw Yuan Mingyi, a little panicked, and followed the others in saluting.
Yuan Qinghua noticed the Eighth Prince's movements, looked at his pretentious manner, and laughed.
Why aren't you so arrogant?
Stand up, young man.
Qi Ming stipulates that you can enter the imperial study at the age of five. Yuan Mingyi followed him into the imperial study to deal with things. Now in his fourth year, he has learned 60% of Emperor Qi Ming's attitude in dealing with things. The emperor's brothers basically dare not be in front of him. presumptuous.
Not far from Fengqi Palace, Yuan Mingyi heard the eighth prince's insults to Yuan Qinghua. His face fell instantly. Now he saw the eighth prince lowering his head in front of him, and he was even more angry.
"Eighth brother, why are you here at this hour? Don't you have to go to class?"
The Eighth Prince bowed his head even lower, and Yuan Qinghua clapped his hands happily.
[Good guy, you’re still skipping class, little kid! It’s really yours. If daddy finds out, he’ll be so angry that you’ll be doomed. You’ll be sweating profusely~]
Yuan Mingyi was originally full of anger, but when he saw the proud look on Yuan Qinghua's face in his arms, most of his anger dissipated.
Yuan Mingyi lowered his eyes and flashed displeasure, and said sternly: "Apologise."
The Eighth Prince looked up instantly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Did you hear that right? Want him to apologize?
Let him apologize to a child who still needs milk, or a princess?
What would the emperor's younger brothers think of him if word got out about this?
The Eighth Prince bit his lip tightly, as if he had been greatly wronged. His eyes were slightly red, with tears glistening.
Yuan Mingyi repeated it as if he couldn't see it.
The Eighth Prince saw that he really couldn't hide it. Normally, whenever he made such a gesture, his mother and concubine would coax him and not force him to do anything, but Yuan Mingyi obviously did not accept this trick.
Yuan Mingyi just waited. As time passed, he became more and more impatient. He frowned tightly and was about to speak.
The Eighth Prince couldn't stand the solemn atmosphere and choked out: "I'm sorry."
Yuan Mingyi said nothing and stood there with a cold face. He was exactly the same as Emperor Qi Ming. Although he was still young, it was enough to scare him.
Yuan Mingyi nodded and looked down at Yuan Qinghua, who looked pleased but not angry at all.
"I will report the matter of truancy to my father truthfully."
What else could the eighth prince say? After saying goodbye, he ran away in a panic toward the Concubine Xian's Palace. .
He had to go back and tell his mother and concubine quickly, otherwise when the prince complained and his father asked him, he didn't know how to answer.
Yuan Qinghua looked at the Eighth Prince as if he had been driven away by a ghost. He ran so fast and wanted to roll his eyes, but a big hand gently covered his eyes.
Now that there are outsiders here, it is not appropriate to teach his sister a lesson. Yuan Mingyi turned his head and looked at Madam Bai: "Mrs. Bai is frightened. My eighth brother is still young and has been spoiled. I hope Madam will not blame you."
Madam Bai held her daughter in her arms and Shi Shiran said, "Your Highness is serious. It was indeed my wife who attacked the Eighth Prince first. How can I blame him?"
Yuan Mingyi chuckled softly and said warmly: "Thank you for your understanding, madam. I think the queen will be impatient. Madam Bai, please go in quickly."
After Mrs. Bai bowed, she stepped down and followed the palace attendants into Fengqi Palace.
Now there are only a few of them left outside Fengqi Palace.
[Huo, I came here just to watch the excitement, but who knew I would be scolded! It's really a bit cold after staying here for so long. 】
She grabbed her clothes with her little hands.
After Yuan Mingyi waited for everyone to leave, he lowered his head and noticed Yuan Qinghua's movements. He reached out to gather her clothes and said in a rather helpless tone:
"You, don't be so noisy next time. If my brother hadn't come and caught you in time, you would have fallen to the ground."
Yuan Qinghua looked up at Yuan Mingyi with some embarrassment.
[Very good, I brought it up again. I almost forgot about it. It’s so embarrassing. My three bedrooms and one living room are almost finished. 】
Help, her image of a soft and cute baby was ruined.
She wanted to go back to a few minutes ago and slap the crazy self who wanted to hit someone.
Yuan Mingyi shook his head helplessly: "Don't roll your eyes in the future. Hua'er is so good-looking. Rolling your eyes will damage your image."
When Yuan Qinghua heard Yuan Mingyi praise her, her face turned red and she put her little head into Yuan Mingyi's arms, unable to come out.
Yuan Mingyi was amused by her little moves. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Yulan standing aside and continued to say to Yuan Qinghua:
"If you fall down, you will cause Yu Lan to be punished by your mother. You must not move rashly in the future."
He knew that Yuan Qinghua could understand, and his sister had never been an ordinary person.
Yuan Qinghua then raised her head and looked at Yulan with a hint of apology.
Yu Lan received Yuan Qinghua's gaze and smiled: "Princess, there is no need to feel sorry for the slave. It was the slave who failed to hold the princess well. From now on, the slave will hold the princess well and will never frighten the princess."
Yuan Qinghua felt even more guilty when she heard this, her little face wrinkled up.
Yuan Mingyi looked at her little expression and felt happy and cute in his heart. He stretched out his hand to pinch her chubby little cheeks.
He was pleased that his sister felt guilty that her actions might hurt others.
As for being unreasonable to the Eighth Prince. .
If it's unreasonable, just be unreasonable. She's still young, so why should she be unreasonable to the emperor's brother?
What do children know?
Yuan Mingyi carried Yuan Qinghua into the main hall of Fengqi Palace.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the queen sitting on the main seat, chatting happily with Mrs. Bai.
Yuan Mingyi came in and interrupted their conversation.
He stepped forward and knelt down on one knee respectfully to salute the queen: "My son, please give my regards to the queen."
The Queen and Madam Bai were chatting just in time, and the smile was still on her face: "Yi'er is here, sit down."
At a glance, the queen saw Yuan Mingyi holding Yuan Qinghua in his arms.
"Hua'er started clinging to brother again."
As if confirming the queen's words, Yuan Qinghua put her little hands on Yuan Mingyi's neck and smiled sweetly.
