Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Chapter 387: Fancy Falling +1

Ever since the man who played the zither had his hands chopped off and disappeared without a trace, the team became much quieter. Only the attendants guarding the imperial carriage could faintly hear the tender voice of a baby coming from the dragon chariot.

After an unknown amount of time, the kid's voice gradually subsided.

Pei Dafu lifted the curtain again and saw the little boy sleeping on the couch, while the emperor was already sitting in front of the low table. He raised his eagle-like eyes slightly, glanced at him, and said in a low voice: "Bring the memorial in."

"Yes." Pei Dafu also returned to the carriage to serve.

He stole another glance at the sleeping child, then looked at the Second Prince who was reading seriously, and then whispered to the Emperor, "Your Majesty, we have found the place where Prince Yu secretly planted sweet potatoes."

As he spoke, he gestured and said, "The Agriculture Bureau estimates that the harvest is this much."

Sheng Jingchen heard this, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said with an ambiguous meaning, "As expected of my good brother, you can help me solve my worries. When the melons are ripe, I will distribute them all to the hungry people."

He glanced outside the carriage. The scenery was still monotonous, with only endless official roads and birds flying by. He murmured softly, "It's time to prepare the decree for the reward."

As he finished speaking, Pei Dafu once again glanced covertly at the little kid sleeping on the couch.

The emperor's mind is truly unpredictable.

There was silence in the chariot, and the sun was moving slowly across the sky.

When Xiao Yining woke up, the sun had set, the moon was fading, the birds were resting, and the insects were chirping. Her mother was looking at her helplessly, "Qing Jie'er, why did you sleep so long?"

Having said that, Wan Niang tidied up her daughter a little and carried her out of the carriage.

The next moment, the bright yellow color entered the sleepy little kid’s eyes.

Little Yining couldn't help but look around, and she discovered that her uncle's carriage was tightly wrapped in a ten-foot-high cloth that extended all the way to the erected tent.

Seeing this scene, the little kid's mouth suddenly became an "o" shape, and a sentence popped up in his mind: Uncle Grandpa really values ​​privacy.

Wan Niang amusedly closed her daughter's mouth with her fingers, gently pinched her little face, then carefully wiped away the saliva marks at the corners of her mouth, and whispered, "Your uncle is entertaining officials. After the banquet, I will take you to see your uncle, okay?"

Little Yining woke up immediately and quickly refused, "Sister Qing still wants to sleep with mother, so I won't disturb Uncle Grandpa's rest."

She didn't want to continue being a dry-mouthed reading machine. She had to pretend to be asleep during the day to escape.

Of course, her acting skills were superb, and she made the fake look real enough that she even fooled herself and fell asleep successfully.

Xiao Yining took a look at the huge tent, from which came the sounds of men talking and laughing and the melodious sounds of immortals.

There was no doubt that her great-uncle was enjoying the singing and dancing performance.

Wan Niang kissed her daughter's soft cheek lovingly, "Okay, I'll ask Ayi to tell him later."

After she had said this, she did not delay any longer. She carried her daughter around the emperor's tent and returned to her own small tent.

Sheng Jingchen had no intention of letting the little kid accompany him. After hearing Pei Dafu's message, he just raised his lips slightly and whispered, "Let Sister Qing have a good rest, don't let her fall asleep again during the day."

After saying this, he turned his gaze to the dancing women below.

They were dressed in dresses as thin as cicada wings, their exquisite figures were looming between the fluttering skirts, and their alluring eyes fell on every man present from time to time.

Especially the eyes that look towards the emperor, flowing like clear autumn water, the watery eyes are bright and charming, making people intoxicated and enchanted.

After the dance, Sheng Jingchen slowly put down the wine cup and stood up lazily. "Good dance, reward..."

Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Xie hurriedly stood up and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, my little daughter would also like to dance for you to entertain you."

Sheng Jingchen glanced at him calmly, his clear look seemed to see through everything, and continued: "I would like to reward you with many children. Each of you can pick one to take back. Such a beauty is rare, and the children born will definitely not be inferior to others."

Xie Xiang: ...

Everyone:...

When the emperor finished speaking, he turned his head slightly and told Pei Dafu, "Send these women to your carriages, and let them enjoy themselves with me tonight."

Then, the emperor's gaze fell back on Prime Minister Xie. "Give two to Prime Minister Xie. Please don't let me down."

Xie Xiang knelt on the ground and said stiffly, "Thank you, Lord, for your grace."

Just as he finished speaking, the emperor's question rang out above his head again, "What did Xie Xiang say to me just now? I was a little drunk and didn't hear it clearly."

Prime Minister Xie wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly replied, "I saw that Your Majesty was a little tired, so I thought of letting Your Majesty rest early."

Sheng Jingchen gently raised his eyes and looked outside the tent. Outside, the stars were floating in the sky and the moon was hanging high in the sky. It was indeed getting late.

He sighed tiredly, "My dear ministers, go and accompany the beauty. I am tired."

All the officials expressed their gratitude and hurriedly retreated as if they had been pardoned.

The tent became extremely quiet.

Outside the tent, the night was as dark as water, with the sound of insects chirping one after another, and occasionally a few ambiguous voices could be heard.

Little Yining was full, lying on her makeshift bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Unlike her tired family, her sleepiness had already been exhausted during the day.

Wan Niang was also unable to fall asleep because of her daughter's noise. She could only pat her daughter's back and hum a lullaby from somewhere.

Little Yining blinked his big eyes and became more awake after listening to the familiar hum.

At this time, the bed curtains swayed, and Li Anhe was also awakened. When she saw the spirited little baby, she shook her head helplessly, bent down, carefully picked up the baby, and gently scolded: "What a little debt collector, it's so late, and you're still making trouble for your mother."

The little kid pursed his lips in grievance and replied, "Sister Qing slept too much during the day."

Li Anhe glared at her in reproach, then patted his daughter who was about to get up and told her to go to sleep first.

Then, she put a piece of clothing on little Yining and carried her out of the tent.

Li Anhe was walking slowly nearby holding his granddaughter. The cool breeze blowing on the two of them made them feel particularly refreshed.

Little Yining was reluctant to see her grandmother tired, "Grandma, Qingjie can walk by herself."

"Your uncle doesn't know how to choose a place. There are too many snakes, insects, rats and ants here. Do you want to go down?" Li Anhe threatened the kid.

Xiao Yining: ...

She quickly shook her head to deny it.

Just at this moment, a chuckle came from behind the grandparents and grandchildren, followed by a voice that was extremely familiar to them.

"You are the only one who dares to talk about me behind my back, Zhizhi." Sheng Jingchen appeared behind the grandfather and grandson without anyone noticing.

Little Yining's eyes flashed with surprise, and an alarm bell immediately sounded in his mind. He quickly clung to his grandmother's neck and called out softly, "Uncle Grandpa..."

Li Anhe was also stunned when he heard Sheng Jingchen's voice, but he quickly reacted, bowed, and said respectfully, "Greetings to the Emperor..."

Sheng Jingchen nodded slightly, then turned his gaze away from the grandparents and grandchildren, looked not far away, and said lightly, "I really don't know how to choose a place. I forgot that Zhizhi is most afraid of insects."

His tone was calm, but it revealed a deep sense of self-blame.

"These are all things that happened in the past. It's amazing that Your Majesty still remembers them." Li Anhe also looked towards the distance like him.

"I will naturally remember those who are kind to me." Sheng Jingchen glanced at the old man, memories flashing in his eyes. "Back then, I was careless for a moment. When I learned that you died by taking a fake death drug, I rushed to the tomb, only to find that your coffin had been dug up long ago. I have been looking for you for many years. Now that I see that you are doing well, I am relieved."

"It is thanks to the emperor's kindness that he has given me the foundation for my life and has prevented me from being bullied." Li Anhe replied calmly.

After a few words, there was silence between the two.

There was only the spectators - little Yining, playing Mahjong, clinging to her grandmother's neck.

What?

What is this for?

Is my uncle trying to evoke my grandmother’s childhood affections?

Countless thoughts like “It’s going to end, how can I stop it” flashed through the little kid’s mind.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Li Anhe's distant face, as if he was recalling something.

Little Yining couldn't help but hide his head in grandma's neck, staring secretly at the emperor, thinking in his heart how to let grandma leave without leaving any trace.

At this moment, the little kid's pupils shrank, a look of joy flashed across his face, and he stretched out a fat hand to point behind the emperor and shouted, "Grandma, look, there's a female ghost..."

Li Anhe: …

Sheng Jingchen: ...