The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister - Chapter 828

   Chapter 828 Fanwai – Princess Changning 1

  Siyu couldn’t help but jumped up and down when he saw Xiao Ayan’s temple.

   “Why are you so haunted?”

  Manchu civil and military all praised the crown prince’s intelligence, which was a blessing for the prosperous dynasty.

   But only Si Yu knew how much he rejected the early wisdom of this cheap son.

  Stinky boy is a black bean paste wrapped in soft white skin.

   Ever since the full moon, he has been pestering Song Zhao all day long, destroying his married life with Song Zhao.

  Si Yu was tolerant when he thought that the child was young.

   But later, the older the child grew up, the more excessive it became.

   promised to sleep by himself after one year old.

   But this stinky boy is always crying and shouting in the middle of the night that he has a nightmare and wants to be hugged by my mother.

   In the past two years, the number of times that he has spent the night with Song Zhao is very limited.

  Siyu never regretted giving birth to this cheap son.

   “If I go back to the father, my son will accompany the mother to have lunch with the father.”

   Xiao Ayan put her arms around Song Zhao’s neck, and the cute little milky voice was full of official words, showing a strong contrast to her cuteness.

After    finished speaking, he looked at Song Zhao again, and raised a cute and bursting smile at Song Zhao, with shallow pear eddies on his cheeks.

   Xiao Ayan’s attitude towards his parents and mother is completely different.

  Song Zhao was once again attracted by his son’s smile, and couldn’t help kissing Ayan’s face hard.

   It’s a scene of a mother’s kindness and filial piety.

  Siyu’s heart burst into flames, and he scolded sharply, “Did you nurture your mother and didn’t teach you the etiquette and rules of being a crown prince? How old are you, why are you still relying on your mother like a full moon?!”

   “Father, Father, please calm down.”

  Xiao Ayan seemed to be frightened, his little body trembled violently, he curled up in Song Zhao’s arms, his little face was tight, and his curled eyelashes trembled slightly.

   “Ayan didn’t do it on purpose.”

   The little boy looked up at his tender and tender face, and his crystal grape-like eyes were stained with dampness.

   While admitting his mistake, he hugged Song Zhao tighter.

   “Auntie, don’t be angry with your son.”

   The little boy sucked his nose aggrieved, his eyes were red, like a discarded bunny, looking at Song Zhao’s mother’s heartache.

   “Don’t cry, Ayan, Aniang is not angry.” Song Zhao rubbed his son’s face, and glared back at Siyu in a protective manner.

   “What are you doing here? Yan’er is only two years old, what rules does he know?”

  Siyu frowned lightly, “Azhao, don’t be deceived by this stinky brat, he has a bad stomach and knows a lot.”

  Song Zhao became more and more angry, “Yan’er is your son, your own biological son. Who do you say that you are biological son?”

   Siyu is too wrong.

   He was about to argue.

Xiao Ayan held Song Zhao’s cheek, leaned over to kiss her obediently, and said intimately, “Aniang is not angry, my son won’t blame the emperor. As long as my mother is happy, my son likes it the most. Auntie!”

  Song Zhao was instantly sweetened, and snorted coldly at Si Yu, “How old you are, you don’t have any children yet. Eat your own lunch today, bye.”

After   , Song Zhao left with his son in his arms.

   Xiao Ayan’s head lay on Song Zhao’s shoulder, and his head was slightly tilted, just in line with his father’s face as black as the bottom of a pot.

   Then, Xiao Ayan made a face at Si Yu, and there was a malicious stream of light in his smart eyes, like a little villain who had succeeded, his eyes were extremely cunning, and his mouth opened and said a few words.

  Siyu found out after reading the lip shape.

   “slightly slightly~”

Hold.

  This brat!

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night.

  Siyu hugged Song Zhao and coaxed him for a long time before he made people happy.

   The couple is about to roll the sheets naturally.

   The familiar cry reached the ears of the two again.

   After a while, the palace staff usually invited Song Zhao outside the door, and the crown prince had another nightmare.

Before Song Zhao could move, Si Yu pressed her tightly under him, almost gnashing his teeth, “Stinky boy is too much today… It used to be a nightmare only at the third watch, but now it’s only one watch, it’s mostly because of vengeance, I roar during the day. He’s gone, you’re not allowed to coax him tonight.”

Song Zhao spread his hands and said, “I won’t go if I don’t go. The stinky boy in your mouth has inherited your good genes, and I will not give up until my goal is achieved. If I don’t go, he will be able to cry until tomorrow. The child is young and his vocal cords are broken. You will regret it for the rest of your life.”

   After a million words, it’s over.

   If I’m fine tomorrow, all the extras will end tomorrow.

   (end of this chapter)