Song Tai's big foot under the table stepped on Han Li's foot and crushed it hard,

He only saw that this Han Li was desperately pouring wine, and he couldn't wait to step forward and slap this guy under the table, he was anxious to recognize Song Ci, but he couldn't say directly, I am your father, I died because of your mother's dystocia back then, and you are so similar to your mother, I don't want to miss your mother all day long because of Xiao Porcelain, so I sent you to my uncle's house,

This kind of fact Song Tai doesn't want to say this, and he doesn't want to hurt his daughter, although he has many concubines under him, there are several sons alone, and there is only such a daughter,

Song Tai doesn't like Song Ci, in fact, he likes it, he likes it very much, his daughter, how can parents in this world not like it, especially this dignified Qinglong Dynasty, so many years, so many heirs, isn't it him Song Tai, the eight kings have such a little princess, even if they don't tell the world,

Han Li secretly moved his right foot, which had been stepped on by Song Tai and was numb, he gritted his teeth and stopped looking at the prodigal Chen Weihua, and said to Li Puxian, "Lord Thorn Shi, I have a good idea below, I can see that our prince likes Xiao Song porcelain very much, you know, our Qinglong Dynasty is very weird, so many princes have given birth to sons over the years, and there has never been a princess, so I will say it for the prince, our prince, I want to recognize Song Ci as a goddaughter, do you think this idea is good?"

Han Li's words were not loud, but they were buzzing in Song Ci's ears,

The little head was in a state of fog for a long time, and the right hand that grabbed Mrs. He's cuff worked harder.

Li Puxian also had a moment of dementia, and scolded his mother loudly in his heart, Song Tai, you are a pig, your daughter is sitting in front of you, you just want to recognize your daughter, isn't this more and more described, why is the more the minister of the wang clan is so ruthless, it's just to recognize his daughter,

He glanced at Song Tai's expectant expression, sighed in his heart, and hurriedly said, "It's indeed a good idea, and besides, Song Ci's surname is Song, and it is indeed fate." ”

Mrs. He grinned at the corners of her mouth, with a wry smile,

It's better to have a godfather than nothing, looking at Song Tai's expression, he really wants to be close to Song Ci, but it's a pity that he hasn't seen each other for so many years, it's really no different from a stranger, maybe take your time, it will be better?

He reached out and touched Song Ci's head, and nodded at the somewhat cloudy Song Ci,

Li Puxian turned around and asked Song Ci, "Little porcelain, the prince wants to be your godfather, you have to be happy, why don't you thank the prince soon." ”

Li Shaofu killed three glasses of Huadiao wine in a row, he knew in his heart that although his father had never said it, Song Ci was Song Tai's daughter, this kind of thing was done, and he became a godfather in the end, and he didn't know that Song Tai was stupid from time to time, and his relationship with Song Tai was not proof.

What a foolish thing,

After listening to Li Puxian's words, Song Ci quickly stood up obediently, bowed to the ground and whispered to Song Tai, "Song Ci, I've seen my godfather." ”

While talking, he bowed three times, tears couldn't stop gushing out, and the pear blossoms with bitter little faces brought rain,

No matter how stupid this kid is, he can guess it, Li Puxian, who was standing on the side, had a sad face, his own Song Ci is not a crying girl, this is his own heart, hey,

As soon as Song Tai saw his daughter's tears full of tears, he hurriedly rushed over, hugged Song Ci in his arms, and kissed him with his bearded chin, and his eyes were also a little sour.

"Hey, hey, my little Song porcelain, my daughter, haha. ”

He hugged Song Ci for a long time, and everyone on the field didn't dare to speak loudly, just watched quietly,

Song Ci was held in his arms, and tears were still surging down, which wet Song Tai's clothes for a long time.

The father and son were silent,

After a while, Song Tai put down Song Ci, turned around and shouted at Han Li, "Han Li, hurry up, give my daughter, a big gift to the princess." ”

Han Li put down the wine glass, and hurriedly ran out with some dizziness, knelt in front of Song Ci, knelt three times and knocked nine times, and roared loudly in his mouth, "Little Han Li has seen the princess, may the little princess always be healthy and happy, more and more beautiful and moving, bless the princess ......"

Even the Guo attendant next to him knelt on the ground,

Everyone next to him also knelt down, including Li Puxian, Li Shaofu, and Chen Weihua......

Song Tai stepped forward and kicked Han Li's buttocks, kicking the white-haired old man to a stumbling block, and this Han Li hurriedly stood up, took out a red Qiankun bag, and drummed out a long box from it.

When I opened the box, there was a set of fine porcelain vases, which were the size of an adult's palm, and next to the box was a set of eleven thumb-sized things that looked like flying swords.

Song Ci lowered her body and touched the set of small bottles, all of them were colorful, and the porcelain bottles glowed with this circle of light, she touched those small bottles, with a coquettish expression on her face,

Song Tai lowered his body and whispered, " Know, small porcelain like small objects, especially some years of objects, this set of colorful vases is a little exquisite, is the weaving department from a small town to find, the family has been inherited for more than 100 years, the Jing family of Shangyang Mountain, this kind of porcelain is the most studied, the specific use of this bottle is not clear, as for that set of eleven flying swords, it is sent by the master, and later to reach the realm of Dapan, this flying sword can be combined with the owner's true qi, it is a first-class talisman baby. ”

He didn't say that just these two kinds of treasures, more than 100 people were killed, as long as Song Ci liked it,

Song Ci pinched a small bottle, and the rest were all in the Qiankun bag received by Han Li and handed them to Song Ci.

The little girl raised her head and whispered to Han Li, "I like green ones." “

Han Li was also a little crying and laughing, and hurriedly replied, "Ah, next time I will definitely get you a green pocket, I wrote it down, green, I know." ”

He took out a small brush and wrote it on the inside of his clothes, the small brush is only the length of an adult's index finger, this Han Li writing is like flying,

Song Ci is also a little crying and laughing, this person is interesting, although he is ugly,

When everyone else was kneeling on the ground just now, Mrs. He was still sitting and drinking,

Song Tai didn't think so, this former sword saint was a stubborn goods, and he was rarely happy today, although he was only admitting his daughter, but he was still happy,

What made him a little unacceptable was that after Song Ci called his godfather and accepted the gift, he still sat on the chair next to Mrs. He again, but at this time he no longer grabbed Mrs. He's cuffs.

Just bow your head and play with that little vase,

Song Tai was also a little helpless, and originally wanted to call his daughter to sit in front of him, but he looked at He Taifu with a wry smile,

And he was too idiot to look at him,

He sighed in his heart, hey, I really don't know if it's right or wrong to ask He Taifu to accompany Song Ci?

Song Tai rarely poured half a glass of Huadiao wine, raised his head and drank it,

When the eleven flying swords appeared, the little fingers of Mrs. He's left hand on the field moved slightly, and the eleven small swords that had been quietly placed in the box also trembled.

Only Guo Shiren's eyes were sharp on the field, and when he saw the slightly trembling little sword, his heart was mixed with inexplicable questions, and he couldn't figure it out.

Chen Weihua stared at the small vase in Song Porcelain's hand, but her heart was tight, this is a set of porcelain from Shangyang Mountain, Chen Weihua can recognize it, the bottle that has been inherited by the Shangyang Mountain Jingjia for more than 100 years is called a net bottle, it is something that can be possessed in the world.

She stared at the small bottle that Song Ci was holding in the palm of her hand, and she wanted to grab it and put it away, but she was afraid that the little girl would drop the bottle on the ground at once, which was really a sin.

This Li Shaofu has been pulled over by Han Li, and the two of them sit together very late and drink one cup after another.

Li Shaofu also saw such a shameless old man for the first time, usually every year when he came to the house, he was usually the one who didn't like words, but he was domineering, didn't he give himself a ten ghost knife last time,

This Han Li was whispering to himself about the boudoir just now, and from time to time he glanced at Chen Weihua, who was sitting far away, and his own face was a little hot.

Han Li also said, I admire the courage of a hero like himself, this shot can take down Chen Weihua, who looks more dignified and dignified, and the woman on the bed is comfortable.

Li Shaofu is a rectum.

It wasn't until Han Lilai said, "Shaofu, you are really talented." ”

Li Shaofu suddenly lost his temper, this Han Li is worthy of being a ruthless person, he hurriedly turned around and sat next to Chen Weihua, and kicked Chen Weihua's calf with his right foot.

The thought was interrupted by the voice of a teenager.

The people up and down the Assassin's Mansion were busy, either serving tea and pouring water, or serving wine, or running errands.

Chu Jingjue, who was walking in the compound, didn't meet a subordinate who could help him greet him.

He walked to the front yard with a big grin, and called out to Li Shaofu from a distance, "Shaofu, where is Master He!?"

Guo waiter, who was sitting in the corner, had a weird smile on the corner of his mouth, this kid actually came here, he had already given this kid a few words before, and when he met such a person who was not afraid of death, he took another sip of Huadiao wine and winked at Mrs. He.

Mrs. He still had a flat expression, and she didn't look at the old eunuch who had been staring at her, thinking about it in her heart, and she might be able to suffer some time if she realized that she might have to suffer for a while.

Li Shaofu is dancing with Chen Wei's eyebrows,

The sneaky little actions of these two people were also seen in Song Tai's eyes, but he was not surprised at all, this Li Shaofu was born with a talent, even he was happy, not to mention the wolf-like tiger age Chen Weihua,

He is just using the relationship with this Lotus Sect Master, and this woman can't get into his Song Tai's bed.

Li Shaofu just turned around to find Chu Jingjue's figure,

I only heard Song Ci on the table stand up happily, shaking his little hand and calling loudly at Chu Jingjue, "Brother Jingjue, here, come here, sit here!"

Chu was shocked to feel that his body was agile, and the dragon footwork under his feet stepped away, and between the two breaths, the figure had already arrived next to Song Ci,

He grinned at Mrs. He on the side, Mrs. He was stunned, and he couldn't wait to kick this stupid boy out of the high wall, but it was Song Tai who was sitting in the middle, this guy has been chasing the location of the anti-scale martial soul all these years, and he once chased it to Wulao Peak,

It's good for you, come and send it now, isn't this looking for death?

That Guo waiter must have leaked the news, this is difficult.