The King's Killer Mad Concubine

At this time, the three-year-old prince opened the door and walked in. When he saw Situ Jinfeng, he stretched out his chubby hands to hug him, and called him in a childish voice, "Uncle Emperor..."

Rarely, Situ Jinfeng's usually iceberg-like face smiled miraculously when he saw the little prince, he stroked his head, and then hugged him into his arms, "Qi'er."

The little prince hid in Situ Jinfeng's arms and bit his fingers. Small heads popped out one by one. His chubby face was flushed and cute. When he saw Yu You'er standing beside him, his watery eyes Confused, "Sister, who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

Yu You'er had noticed him a long time ago, with a small body, walking a little unsteadily, with a chubby face, those big eyes winking at her mischievously, wearing an orange hat on her small head, Showing a naughty look.Anyone who sees it will like it from the bottom of their hearts.

But she just smiled at him and said nothing.

The little prince leaned his small head on Situ Jinfeng's right shoulder, and played with Situ Jinfeng's long hair.

"Why didn't Qi'er play with concubine mother today?" Situ Jinfeng raised his hand and wiped the dry saliva from the corner of the little prince's mouth, looked down at the big eyes of the little prince, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily.

The little crown prince shook his head, lowered his head and twisted his fingers aggrievedly, "The concubine mother is not here, so Qi'er has no choice but to look for the emperor father."

"Qi'er, father is asleep, going out to play with uncle?" He smiled.

The little prince pouted, and thumped Situ Jinfeng's shoulders with his fat little hands, struggling in his arms: "Qi'er wants father, father!"

Situ Jinfeng couldn't squeeze him, so he had to carry him to Situ Jintian's bed.

"Father, Qi'er is here, wake up and play with Qi'er." The little prince threw himself at Situ Jintian's body, patting his chest with his chubby little hands.

The little prince didn't know that he was poisoned. In his consciousness, lying down and closing his eyes was sleep.

Seeing this, Situ Jintian frowned suddenly, and his expression was very uncomfortable. In order not to affect Situ Jintian's rest, he hugged the little prince tightly, "Qi'er, the emperor is sick, so I can't play with Qi'er." gone.'

"You're lying, father is obviously asleep." As soon as the little body left Situ Jintian's body, the little guy suddenly burst into tears, kicking back and forth in Situ Jinfeng's arms non-stop.

Situ Jintian let him kick back and forth in his arms, stretched out his hand to pinch the child's fleshy face affectionately, and said half-threateningly: "If Qi'er is not good, Uncle Huang will ignore you."

Yu You'er looked at the big and small ones in a daze, who would have thought that King Jin, who has always been ruthless, would have a childish side.