After the tyrant sat on the stone bench with a swaying swaying, his cold eagle eyes swept over everyone present, and his eyes fell on the innocent and pitiful little girl. Seeing a ragged rag in her mouth, her eyes sank, and then he shot his eyes at the stupid nephew who was standing aside and looking around blankly.

"Su Zhao, what are you doing here."

Su Zhao was called back to his senses by this majestic voice. He saw the man who made his scalp numb on his head. He was so scared that he knelt on the ground, "See...See the Emperor, long live the Emperor...Long live the Emperor."

The tyrant interrupted Su Zhao's words and said, "Speak calmly."

"My, when I saw the Ninth Princess coming here sneakily, I thought to myself that the Emperor's uncle hates others getting close to this place the most, and I wanted to remind the Ninth Princess. Who knew that she not only did not listen, but also relied on your love to force the ministers not to tell them about this."

The man narrowed his eyes and opened his golden mouth coldly, "Is that true, Xiaojiu?"

Su Jiu widened his eyes, as if the bigger he stared, the greater his sincerity, "Father, Dad, my son is really wronged."

The girl was wearing a long red cape, her pink cheeks were a little red by the cold wind, and her apricot eyes were clear and bright.

He's so obedient.

The little girl's appearance is so convincing at this moment, the tyrant fell on her stupid nephew's cold eyes.

But I accidentally found that this nephew was particularly disliked, and his voice suddenly became cold for dozens of degrees. "Zhongri runs to the palace and does nothing. It seems that you are too idle. Go back and copy the thousand-character text a hundred times for me to check."

Su Zhao: Why did the topic suddenly change?

One hundred times!!!

When will it be finished?

Just as he was about to plead, the man in the upper rank spoke without any objection, "Send Prince Su back to the Jin Prince's Mansion."

Soon, the guards pushed Su Zhao, who had a weak brain circuit, back to the Jin Prince's Mansion, and even copied the thousand-word text a hundred times.

The little girl watched Su Zhao leave here, her dark eyes were filled with a ill-fated look towards the tyrant, and her crisp breasts suddenly increased, "Thank you, Dad Fu Huang, for saving her life!"

Su Yincheng: "..."

Su Jiu continued to work hard to hug his thighs, "The emperor's father is so handsome."

"I'm not so easy to fool. To be honest, why did I appear here?"

Su Jiu lowered his head and his face flushed. I don’t know if it was sunburned or shy. “Son-member…Son-member wants to give his father, father a surprise~”

The tyrant frowned and relaxed, and he could not even notice the tenderness in his voice, "What a surprise."

The little girl mysteriously pulled her hand back and took out a circle of flowers like a magic trick. "Hehe, the flowers here are very beautiful. Xiao Jiu wanted to make a wreath for his father and father."

The tyrant looked at the flowers lying quietly in the little girl's hand. It was autumn now, and there were not many flowers in full bloom, but there were many kinds of flowers on this wreath, which was very pleasing to the eye.

The tyrant was about to reach out to take the gift he gave him, but the little guy reached back. She rubbed the ground with her nose while rubbing her embroidered shoes.

"But Xiaojiu hasn't heard that this is a restricted area, so he kindly did the wrong thing. I'm sorry, father, father."

The tyrant stretched out his strong arms and snatched his wreath, and his voice was as usual, "Those who do not know are not guilty, I forgive you."

The little girl was so happy when she heard this sentence, her mouth was curved, and she kept saying compliments, "Thank you, Daddy, long live Daddy!"
Chapter completed!