Chapter 72: Emperor Shi (11)

The emperor continued to drink tea, then took the time to glance at his daughter, coughed deliberately, and made a straight face: "Is it wrong?"
Chu Yanhuan honestly: "Wrong."
Emperor: "What's wrong?"
Chu Yanhuan: "Everything is wrong."
emperor:"……"
His forehead jumped, he flicked his sleeve and pointed at the door, "You get out of here."
"Go!"
The little girl hopped off, and finally passed the two hibiscus cakes on the table.
The emperor looked in his eyes, and a helpless smile appeared on his majestic and handsome face.
"This girl..."
"Is it because I usually get used to her too much, not big or small."
He seemed to be talking to himself, although he was blaming, but his eyes were smiling.
The grandfather Li next to him went up to make another cup of tea for the emperor with a smile, and said with a smile: "The nine princesses are innocent and lively. She is close to you, which means that she regards your majesty as a father, not a superior king."
"The old slave watched your majesty grow up. Among the many princesses, only these nine princesses are very similar to your majesty when they were young!"
Hearing this, the emperor also laughed out loud, but he still glared at Li Xi next to him, "My Xiao Jiu is naturally like me, how can other princesses compare with Xiao Jiu?"
Li Xi smiled and slapped his mouth lightly, "Yes, yes, look at the old slave's mouth, I'm all confused..."
Having said that, Li Xi's heart was shocked. Although he knew that these nine princesses were extremely important in His Majesty's mind, he did not expect to be so important.
Today the saint has no children.
He seemed to think of something faintly, it was an absurd idea...
A few days later.
Chu Yanhuan was carried by her emperor father to a Hundred Flowers Fair.
She sat in her seat and slept the whole time.
Sitting in a high position, the emperor saw his daughter, his eyelids twitched, he lowered his voice and said to Li Xi next to him: "Call me Xiao Jiu."
After a while.
Chu Yanhuan went to toast the emperor with a wine glass, and raised his voice: "Children respect the emperor."
Then she lowered her voice and asked, "Father, what do you call me to do?"
"..." The emperor glared at her, "Don't let me fall asleep!"
Chu Yanhuan: "Isn't this just a blind date? Father, I really can't figure out what you want me to do?"
The emperor also lowered his voice, "Shen Qingjue will come later, please pay attention to me and leave a good impression on others."
Then he gave Chu Yanhuan a look of "you know".
The kid from the Shen family has been fond of him for a long time. He looks good and has good ability, but his temper is a little colder.
But it also matches his Xiaojiu.
"..."
The corner of the girl's eyes twitched, but she didn't refute this time.
Shen Qingjue?
She almost forgot her target.
Shen Qingjue only appeared halfway through the banquet.
The slender young man walked in slowly, and he arched his hand towards the emperor, "Your Majesty, the minister is late."
Everyone knows.
The son of the Shen family became famous when he was young, and he was amazingly brilliant, but he had already worshipped the prime minister in his early twenties.
The present-day saint even exempted him from kneeling.
The emperor smiled and said, "It's okay, Aiqing will take a seat."
Sitting below Chu Yanhuan also saw Shen Qingjue's face clearly.
Her expression at the time: Σ(°△°

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Damn, why is it him? ?
The young man on the opposite side has picturesque eyebrows, almost immortal in beauty, dark eyebrows, and thin lips.
Perhaps Chu Yanhuan's gaze was too hot, and Shen Qingjue raised his eyes and looked in her direction.
Four eyes face each other.
The young man's dark eyes, deep and beautiful, stared at her intently.