The group pet cub of the villain tyrant

Chapter 142 The rice paper ball crumpled by the second emperor's brother
"Little princess, what's the matter, but where did you fall?"

Yue'er ran out of the small kitchen in a hurry, her speed was comparable to a [-]-meter sprint, squatting in front of the little girl, her eyes nervously looked up and down He Liansi, for fear that the little girl might hurt herself again.

Of course, if the long wooden spoon that Yue'er is still holding is ignored, the picture should be more harmonious and touching.

"Sister Yue'er, where are the dragon robes lying wantonly under the banana tree?!"

He Liansi tugged at Yue'er's sleeves, pointed at the empty green banana tree with her white, tender and chubby short hands, her pink and tender face flushed red from anxiety, and her short short legs kept stomping and stomping of.

Can you not be in a hurry, that is her life, her beauty, you can't lose it! !

It turned out to be the emperor's dragon robe, Yue'er breathed a sigh of relief, she put down the long wooden spoon in her hand, and looked at the little girl who was so anxious, she hurriedly explained in a gentle voice:
"It's not lost, little princess, don't worry, the servant saw you fell asleep, so the servant washed the dragon robe, and now it is drying in the backyard."

"Really, really?"

The little girl's angry heart can be regarded as extinguished, a pair of grape-like watery eyes looked at Yue'er, and she spoke with half-belief and uncertainty.

"I will take you there to take a look?" Yue'er asked tentatively, she followed the little princess to see the emperor, so she naturally knew how important the dragon robe was to the little princess.

"Yeah, take Sisi to have a look!"

A certain fluffy little head was poked like a chicken pecking at rice, and as soon as he stretched out his short arms, he hugged Yue'er's neck, and his small body leaned towards the backyard, in a hurry.

One big and one small ran to the backyard in such a hurry, the big one was still holding the extremely eye-catching long wooden spoon, the other palace people in Yongqing Palace were stunned, and they couldn't laugh out loud .

Because of the little girl's earth-shattering sound, He Lianci's heart was slightly lifted, and it was considered to be down.

It's just that those black eyes that looked like deep pools frowned slightly when they fell on the crooked word '四' on the white rice paper.

"Ci'er, it's time for dinner, so stop writing, let's have a rest."

Liangui came into the hall just at this moment, and he came first before anyone arrived, and spoke softly and caringly.

He Lianci's heart, which had just been relaxed, tightened again, and his slender fingers picked up the ink-stained rice paper and crumpled it into a ball.
Instinctively wanted to throw it on the ground, but after a pause, it stopped abruptly, and threw it on the table.

"What is this writing?"

Liangui came to Helianci's side now, looking at the ball of rice paper that Helianci crumpled and threw to the corner of the table, Liu Mei asked curiously.

"It's nothing, concubine mother, didn't you say that dinner is almost ready, push the baby out to get some air."

He Lianci's sickly pale face flashed an unnatural, slightly hoarse voice, and he listened carefully, and he could hear a bit of deliberate dodge in it.

Lian Guiren doesn't have many thoughts, and his temperament has always been docile and pure. Coupled with Helian Ci's calm expression, he really didn't see anything.
Undoubtedly, he believed what He Lianci said, and rightly assumed that the child was just bored writing in the room for a long time, walked behind Helian Ci, and pushed Helian Ci out of the hall.

The evening sun slanted into the window lattice and reflected on the ball of rice paper on the table. It was the first time that Helian Ci realized that he was his elder brother, that cowardly and crying little complainant, who he wanted to The little queen who wants to protect.

(End of this chapter)