Xiao Ci has been in his position for many years and has long looked down upon these false things.
Empress Dowager Jiang was intolerant of others. When Emperor Chengxing came to the throne, others took advantage of her. Even though he and King Wu now have neither a good reputation nor any achievements, they are still regarded as a thorn in her side.
Thorn in the flesh.
If he hadn't been told to be his direct descendant, he, the King of Wu, would have died in his early years, let alone now.
However, a one-year penalty is considered extremely generous.
Although Song Qinghuan understood Xiao Ci's situation, he couldn't empathize with it. Seeing that he was not serious this time, he couldn't help but look at him with anger.
Xiao Ci laughed, raised his hand and picked him up.
Song Qinghuan was startled and hugged his arm tightly.
Xiao Ci strode towards the inner room and said, "You can't run away today."
I was teased by this little girl a few days ago, and I still feel resentful about it. I have to get this debt back at once.
Song Qinghuan also remembered what happened that day, blushed and giggled.
Instead, he even shouted: "Who is running away? Is it possible that he is afraid of you?"
The two of them chatted and joked, and when they entered the inner room, they could only laugh.
Qin Ziheng was so anxious that he wanted to deal with Song Qinghuan when he got on the bed.
Before he could do anything, he heard a knock on the door outside, accompanied by Xiao Jingtong's shout: "Father, father..."
The volume of the sound is getting louder and louder.
Song Qinghuan pushed Xiao Ci: "I'm calling you."
Then he said: "Maybe I have something to ask you."
At this hour? What can happen if I look for Xiao Ci?
They are just looking for trouble.
For the first time, Xiao Ci felt that his daughter was too ignorant.
He muttered dissatisfiedly: "Leave her alone."
Pull Song Qinghuan to continue.
Song Qinghuan couldn't help laughing when she saw his lustful and mediocre appearance.
Xiao Jingtong's screams and the knocking on the door were still going on. He stood on the porch in the snow and looked at the plum blossoms, coaxing him softly for a long time, and even jumped up and down anxiously.
But Xiao Jingtong also said: "Young slave girl, can you tell me if this princess comes to see my father for his turn?"
He added: "My father is the husband of the princess, so isn't he also the father of this princess?"
It was so noisy outside that I couldn't concentrate. Xiao Ci was also very angry and sighed muffledly.
Song Qinghuan kicked him with a smile: "If you get a daughter, you can take care of it yourself."
Then he said: "Go and take a look. It's windy outside. Don't let her catch a cold."
Xiao Ci sighed again: "I really owe her."
Angrily, he put on his clothes casually, wrapped his shoes and went out to open the door.
His face was sullen, with an unpleasant aura exuding all over his body. He looked down at Xiao Jingtong and said angrily: "It's already this hour, why are you still not sleeping? What are you doing here making such a fuss?"
When Xiao Jingtong saw that his face was not good, he was not afraid of him and just pretended that he had not seen him.
She was still very thoughtful, knowing that Xiao Ci had just come back yesterday and must be very tired, but that was not necessarily the case today.
Holding his usual small pillow in his hand, he stared with watery eyes and said pitifully: "Father, you haven't slept with me for a long time."
Her eyes turned red and tears fell down: "Sister Pearl and Sister Agate are not here. I'm not used to the bed in Hanlianyuan."
Xiao Ci frowned, and when he saw the little girl crying, the coldness around him immediately dissipated.
He knelt down and looked at Xiao Jingtong at eye level, wiped her tears, and then said: "Even if you are not used to it, you will have to get used to it in the future."
Xiao Jingtong looked at Xiao Ci eagerly: "Father, I am still young and need care. I want to sleep with you, is that okay?"
Xiao Ci went out for a while and didn't come back. Song Qinghuan put on her clothes and was about to go take a look when she saw him carrying Xiao Jingtong in with a dark face.
Xiao Jingtong held his usual pillow in one hand and Xiao Ci's neck in the other. With a smile on his face and a hint of pride, he snorted at Song Qinghuan.
"I want to sleep with my father today."
Song Qinghuan blinked and looked at Xiao Ci. When he saw the foul look on his face, he knew it was true.
I couldn't help but laugh at that moment.
Xiao Ci glared at Song Qinghuan dissatisfied, walked to the couch, took off Xiao Jingtong's shoes, and put them on the couch: "Go to sleep inside."
Xiao Jingtong just pretended to be asleep.
Song Qinghuan glanced at Xiao Ci, smiled again, kicked off his shoes and prepared to lie down.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Jingtong stretched out his hand to stop him, occupied the middle position, and said to Song Qinghuan politely: "My father sleeps here, you go sleep somewhere else."
After thinking about it, I felt something was not right, so I got up and made room for Song Qinghuan: "You go to sleep inside, I want to sleep with my father."
After saying that, he lay down in the middle of the bed.
Looking at this posture, it was obvious that he did not want Xiao Ci and Song Qinghuan to be next to each other.
Xiao Ci's face turned as gray as the bottom of a pot, but Xiao Jingtong was still young and it was difficult for him to have an attack.
He and Song Qinghuan had been married for less than half a month, and they gave up eating meat again. Now they were finally able to eat meat, and they even caused trouble for the little debt collector they gave birth to.
It's a lie to feel happy.
Song Qinghuan didn't care. She pursed her lips and smiled without saying anything, and pretended to have fallen asleep inside.
When Xiao Jingtong saw her lying down, he nodded with satisfaction.
He patted the place next to him again and said, "Father, you sleep here."
Ignoring Xiao Ci's stinky face the whole time.
What could Xiao Ci do? He had brought him in with a soft heart. He was so angry that he couldn't drive him out. He responded in a muffled voice and blew out all the lights in the room before lying down next to Xiao Jingtong.
It was already the golden month of October, and the weather was getting colder. Although the ground dragon was burning in the house, it wasn't too cold, but it wasn't too hot either.
Song Qinghuan covered himself with a brocade quilt, and Xiao Ci and Xiao Jingtong covered themselves with one.
The room was pitch dark, and Xiao Ci couldn't sleep. After waiting for a long time, he estimated that Xiao Jingtong should have fallen asleep, so he quietly lifted the brocade quilt and prepared to carry Xiao Jingtong to the cubicle.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved, Xiao Jingtong immediately ran up to him, hugging him and acting coquettishly: "Father, I want to sleep with you."
Song Qinghuan was not asleep yet. Hearing this, he couldn't hold back anymore. He smiled and said, "I'd better go to the cubicle to sleep."
You don’t have to look at these two loving father and daughter who are in love with each other.
Xiao Jingtong was unwilling again and sat up: "No, you are not allowed to leave."
She knew very well that if Song Qinghuan went to sleep in the cubicle and couldn't hold on in the middle of the night, Xiao Ci would definitely go to the cubicle as well.
Xiao Ci was so angry that he saw Xiao Jingtong, a little troublemaker, but he couldn't do anything to her.
Irritatedly said: "Okay, okay, go to sleep, don't make any more noise."
Song Qinghuan smiled helplessly and lay down again.
Xiao Jingtong was next to Xiao Ci and was not allowed to move an inch.
No matter how angry Xiao Ci was, there was nothing he could do, so he had no choice but to stay still.
The three of them spent the night like this. Song Qinghuan slept well, but Xiao Ci woke up the next day with a face full of exhaustion.
