Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 55: Whoever Bao'er likes to bully, beat him up boldly!
Prime Minister Lu felt ashamed.

Let the emperor teach, I am afraid that in a few days, the little princess will become a copy of the great tyrant.

Looking outside the door, Xia Baoer was so icy and cute, dancing in circles.

Prime Minister Lu plucked up the courage to suggest: "After all, the Guoxue Institute is some children from aristocratic families who are about the same age as the princess, which is very beneficial to the growth of the princess."

Xia Hongmo narrowed his eyes.

After thinking for a while, he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "You are right, let them all see how smart and lovely my Princess Mifu is."

After all, he slapped the table and said with a smile: "On weekdays, their father is scolded bloody by me in court, and they would never have imagined that their children should also look up to the wisdom of my Bao'er!"

Prime Minister Lu wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and echoed, "Exactly."

Fortunately, he is not married and has no children.

Xia Hongmo glanced at him sideways, and said coldly, "Unfortunately, Lu Aiqing, you don't have any children. Otherwise, your feelings should be very deep."

Prime Minister Lu lowered his head, quite speechless.

The emperor Longyan was very happy, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Bao'er, come, Daddy has something to say to you."

Xia Bao'er ran in, her little face flushed from the cold.

Xia Hongmo rubbed her little hands together to warm them up distressedly: "Don't play in the snow anymore, what if you get sick from the cold?"

Xia Baoer blinked pitifully: "Daddy, can you really not play? Baoer likes snow the most."

Facing his daughter's coquettish offensive, Xia Hongmo had no choice but to compromise.

He casually ordered a few palace servants: "The princess is mainly playing later, she wants to build a snowman, so please help her, try not to let her touch the snow by herself!"

Xia Baoer puffed her mouth in dissatisfaction.

But she learned how to behave, and never refuted Xia Hongmo's words face to face, but secretly decided not to listen to her father later.

She likes the feeling of little snowflakes melting in her hands!

Now Xia Bao'er only fluttered her eyelashes: "Daddy, what do you want to tell Bao'er?"

Only then did Xia Hongmo think of business.

"Next month, Bao'er will go to the National Academy for classes, okay?"

"Class?" Xia Bao'er tilted her head: "Does it mean to study, Daddy?"

Xia Hongmo nodded: "There are a lot of people in the National Academy who can play with you. If Bao'er likes to bully, just beat him up boldly! See who is upset, come back and tell daddy, daddy killed their family!"

As he said that, the great tyrant smiled excitedly: "Let the children of the ministers see Bao'er's uniqueness."

The more he said, the more he went astray.

Prime Minister Lu hastily reminded: "Your Highness, not only that, but in fact, going to a national school is more important to receive more knowledge, and you can grow even more than before."

Xia Bao'er's eyes lit up: "Can Bao'er grow up faster?"

Prime Minister Lu thought for a while and nodded: "You can also say that."

Xia Baoer nodded immediately: "Daddy, I'm going!"

She liked it, so Xia Hongmo immediately asked Dequan to arrange it.

Xia Baoer thought happily.

She can grow up faster, and Jackie Chan's day is not far away!

She is no longer that three-year-old fry!

The Guoxue Institute is managed by Zhou Taifu, when he learned that Xia Baoer was going to class.

The first thing he did was to go home and call his grandson to him.

And told him to let Princess Mifu do everything: "This is His Majesty's darling, and it will kill you if you move it."

Zhou Junchu was eight years old, but he was already a sensible and courteous young man.

Hearing that Xia Bao'er was only five years old, he nodded: "I only take care of her as a younger sister, grandpa don't worry."

(End of this chapter)