Queen she wants to usurp the throne every day

Chapter 14

Xiao Baozi's voice was innocent and innocent.

The little bun showed his cute little canine teeth, and his smile was as innocent and harmless as his voice.

"You stupid woman! This little brat is the tyrant's nephew! When he grows up, he will be a villain just like the great tyrant!" Master Ba was furious.

"Shut up!" Rong Yan threw away the noisy bastard.

There was a smile on her delicate face, and she squeezed another candied fruit into the palm of the little milk bag: "You didn't see anything."

"I've seen it all. Uncle Huang said that one must be honest." After Jun Ziyu finished speaking, he saw another candied fruit in his chubby little palm.

"You didn't see anything, these are all for you to eat."

Rong Yan gave him half a bag of candied fruit in her hand, with a bit of reluctance in her eyes.

"My sister seems to want to bribe me." Jun Ziyu blinked his big watery eyes.

Ba Ye yelled from behind: "Stupid woman, it's just for nothing to bribe you like this! Dead people and dumb people won't tell the secret!"

Rong Yan looked at the tender bun face in front of him, and thought, whether to grab him first and threaten him with a beating or cry out in fright.

Having been in the entertainment industry for decades, Rong Yan has learned a truth, you are worse than her when dealing with bad people, and you are even more shameless than her when dealing with shameless people!
No.

The little milk bag is the nephew of the tyrant, in case he goes to sue.

She had to maintain her image as a weak little white flower.

"My sister is not beating someone, but my sister is fighting cock." Looking at his ignorant expression, Rong Yan said, "As a human being, you can't bully others, and you can't be bullied. If someone wants to bully you, you have to strike first."

Jun Ziyu bared his teeth: "What my sister said is exactly the same as what my uncle told me."

This is what your uncle, the tyrant, said.

Rong Yan just copied and pasted it.

"Young Lord Yu, it's time for you to go back to the palace and do your homework." The little maid's voice came from a distance.

Jun Ziyu's chubby body stood up, holding the half bag of candied fruit, and waved at her: "Sister, I'm going back to the palace, otherwise the emperor won't be able to find me. I will help my sister speak well in front of the emperor. "The concubines in the harem approached him for this purpose.

"No. If you want to thank me for returning the candied fruit to me." Rong Yan reached out and took back the half bag of candied fruit, stuffing it back into his cuff.

Jun Ziyu: "..."

Then a little court lady ran over, bowed to Rongyan, and led Jun Ziyu away.

Xiaopang stepped forward and tugged at her sleeves and said, "Miss, you should give the candied fruit to the little prince Yu, even the concubine Yuefei has to let the little prince, if the little prince goes to the emperor to complain, he will definitely Blame it on us."

Rong Yan chewed the candied fruit: "Maybe the little prince likes something different like mine."

The little prince in the novel hates those concubines flattering and approaching him with purpose.

Xiaopang felt that the young lady was becoming more and more shameless, and she was becoming more and more like the master.

Rong Yan asked: "Bastard, will the tyrant come to the Imperial Garden tonight?"

"You lost my master three times today, don't even think about my master telling you that the tyrant will come to the Imperial Garden tonight!" Ba Ye raised his butt angrily.

Rong Yan plucked a hair from its buttocks, and told Xiaopang: "Go back to Weiyang Palace. Prepare hot water and mint leaves for me to take a bath, and then lend me your court lady's clothes."

"Miss, why do you want to wear the clothes of a slave again?" Xiaopang said with a mournful face, and persuaded her earnestly: "Miss, you don't want to come to the Imperial Garden again, do you? Don't you like the general, you should come to the Imperial Garden less, so as not to bump into the emperor. "

Rong Yan lazily said: "I've changed my taste, I only like delicious food and money."

(End of this chapter)