Chapter 37 Menghulu’s way of quarreling: I won’t quarrel with you!

In the corner of the pavilion, while Emperor Chengde was dealing with Nanny Jiang, King Lu pulled Princess Lu to his side and gently hugged her.

The warm breath of the man's broad chest silently comforted the little woman who was still trembling with anger.

Princess Lu raised her head and met King Lu's gentle and deep gaze. Her nose suddenly felt sore. She quickly lowered her head and leaned in his arms, coaxing the little baby who still had golden beans in his arms.

Xiao Chayin's voice was soft and soft when she cried, and she also made milky and milky sounds when she cried and burped, which made people feel more and more distressed. The more Princess Lu coaxed her, the more worried she became.

Prince Lu was watching from the side with his brows furrowed. Seeing that his princess couldn't coax him well, he simply gave Princess Lu the son he was holding in his hands. He hugged baby Chayin and coaxed him gently with a warm voice.

The ladies below were all subconsciously paying attention to what was happening on King Lu's side. Seeing King Lu's actions, their faces showed regret and uneasiness——

Is King Lu so interested in his step-concubine and this little girl from her natal family? Didn't the rumor say that King Lu just married a random girl just to let the old emperor rest his thoughts of finding another noble daughter for him?

What they didn't expect even more was——

"Prince, who is the biological mother of this child?" Emperor Cheng De glanced at Huo Yutong and asked in a cold voice.

The prince's expression changed when he heard this. He raised his head and met Emperor Cheng De's formidable gaze. Only then did he realize that the old man did not intend to end this matter yet.

"...Father," the prince felt impatient and said with a smile, "Today is your birthday. There is no need to go to war over a little girl and disrupt your birthday party, right?"

Emperor Chengde looked deeply at the impatient expression on the prince's face and frowned. This showed that the prince still didn't feel that his daughter had done anything wrong. He only felt that Xiao Chayin was unlucky and that his daughter had suffered the same.

The old emperor was filled with anger, and his eyesight turned black again, and he couldn't even speak for a while.

At this time, Prince Lu, who always gave in to the prince, came over with Xiao Chayin in his arms and spoke in a deep voice,

"Your Highness, what does this matter have to do with Yinyin? She is only two years old, what can she understand? Does the prince want to blame your daughter's fault on a two-year-old baby? Today it is Yinyin, and tomorrow she will be someone else's child. What difference can it make?"

King Lu had an angry look on his face, and he looked directly at the prince unceremoniously, pressing hard against him.

The prince did not expect that King Lu would interrupt, and King Lu's strength was beyond his expectation.

He looked at the resolute and angry face of King Lu in astonishment, and then he suddenly realized that after not seeing him for many years, his second brother was already the head of the family who was in charge of the storm, instead of the meek young man who was protected by the prince's brother.

"Second brother, what do you mean?" The prince's face darkened.

King Lu didn't want to argue with the prince, so he replied without giving in, "Your Majesty, your Majesty, is well aware of what I mean."

The words that King Lu dropped were clearly not willing to give up without much entanglement. The prince couldn't find anything to say to refute, and he couldn't help but secretly cursed "boring gourd"!

Xiao Jingqing was surprised when he looked at his father, who was a rare strong man in the family. It turned out that his father was not just gentle and good-tempered as people would say in later generations. He just didn't want to argue with the prince, but he would never allow the prince to bully his wife. Son.

Dots of smiles appeared in the little boy's eyes. Looking at the surprised and aggrieved look on the prince's face, there was unbridled ridicule on his young face.

The most annoying thing about quarreling with others is that one party always says: "I won't quarrel with you anymore, it's annoying!" Now his father is the scoundrel, and one word can make the prince's face black as black as ink.