"Sleep, there is a woman in the Nian family who has just grown up, and King Yong will not be early in the dynasty from now on."

Yin Zhen leaned over with a smile and carried Nian back to the couch, of course, it was really pure sleep.

"Uh-huh! I'm not a concubine Yang Guifei! ”

The fourth master actually tampered with the long hatred song written by Bai Juyi.

Thinking of the words in front of the king from now on, Nian Yaoyue suddenly blushed with shame.

"Quenching, who has no strength? I'm a tiger! ~”

She is a real tiger, so the Spring Festival couplets on the lintel of the nameless courtyard change every year, but the horizontal batch will always be a tiger in the family!

The fourth master also asked people to use Shen Tie wood to carve a tiger into a plaque, which will not rot for ten thousand years.

"What do you think? What the master means is that in Qinghuan's illness, the master will personally take care of the baby girl~"

Yin Zhen looked at Nian's crimson cheeks, reached out and gently flicked her little head melon, smiling like a gentle breeze.

"Whew!! You go away! "I'm so angry! The four masters did it on purpose.

Nian (tigress) Yaoyue didn't want to talk to this daughter slave anymore, so she turned around and went to the small kitchen to prepare Xiao Gege's medicinal food.

She didn't cook as well as the fourth master, but the medicinal food was not bad, after all, she had become a good doctor after a long illness over the years.

After working in the small kitchen for more than an hour, Nian Yaoyue came to find the small Gege house with a food box.

When I entered the door, I saw Su Peisheng's head full of colorful velvet flowers.

At this time, he turned his head to look at her without love.

Nian Yaoyue was stunned, and suddenly laughed out with a pig-like laughter.

But seeing that Su Peisheng's mouth was smeared with red lipstick, it had even been applied to his chin.

At this time, he was grinning bitterly at her.

"Amma, don't move, it'll be fine right away, just for a while~"

Nian Yaoyue saw Qing Huan Gege sitting with a small embroidery pier, while the fourth master was lying quietly on the soft couch.

"Wowhaha..."

She hurriedly covered her mouth, but was already laughing and crying...

As a daughter slave, the fourth master can be crowned king by relying on Kangxi, but relying on his daughter, he can still be the queen!!

But I saw that the fourth master's braid was coiled on his head, full of hairpin ring jewelry, and colorful silk velvet flowers.

Oops, and the lips turned out to be death Barbie pink, accompanied by a small orange plush scarf, which I couldn't look at directly.

At this time, he opened his eyes and looked at Nian Yaoyue resentfully, only to find that the fourth master's eyes were also coated with a thick layer of charming purple and sao baohong.

"Amma, don't move!" Little Gege commanded the old father crisply.

The fourth master obediently closed his eyes again, not daring to open them again, for fear of being poked blind by his daughter's trembling little hands.

After tossing the old father's face, Xiao Gege put his beloved jewelry on the old father again.

Bracelets and necklaces with pink and tender tourmaline stones, necklaces with small peach hearts.

Pink bunny ears velvet hat, colorful headbands.

Looking at the girl's focused eyes, the fourth master's resentful eyes were full of spoiling, and Nian Yaoyue was sour.

"Amma, just wait, I'll just put some blush on you! I'm going to make you look pretty up. ”

Xiao Gege took the makeup box and painted the fourth master's cheeks with two lumps of plateau red.

"Perfect, Ama looks good like a fairy~" The little guy clapped his hands happily.

Nian Yaoyue was about to laugh, who could have imagined that Prince Yong, Yinzhen, who had always been stereotypical and unsmiling and decisive, would have such a charming, bejeweled, and bronnic lady in front of her daughter.

But she smiled and smiled, gradually tearful, and had to admit that the fourth master really doted on her daughter to the bone.

Xiao Gege has a warm companion by his side, and the "faceless" Ama is in pain, and he will definitely be a good child with truth, kindness and beauty in his heart.

"Xiao Gege, is it okay for Su Yanda to serve you for breakfast?"

Su Peisheng bent on his waist and left the room with the elated little Gege in his arms.

"Why can't you wipe it off?" After her daughter left, Yinzhen took a handkerchief to wipe the strange oil paint on her face, but the more she wiped it, the more bells and whistles she wiped.

"Don't laugh, I'm going to go to the household department on an errand in a while!"

Yinzhen's head was as big as a bucket, but he didn't expect that what the woman put on her face was like a dog skin plaster that couldn't be removed.

Nian Yaoyue endured a smile and took the fragrant pancreas to wash the face of the fourth master.

"Don't say it.." Yin Zhen saw that Nian was still smiling, and suddenly pouted aggrievedly.

"Lord, as an old father, I haven't experienced the life of being dressed up by my daughter, so it's not complete." Nian Yaoyue kissed between the fourth master's eyebrows and said in a cohesive voice.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, for guarding our home and children all these years~" She choked up while sitting in the arms of the fourth master.

"No, Lord has been fighting in the north and south all these years, and he will come back for a month at most a year, it is your credit that you gave birth to these sensible children for your father."

Yin Zhen clenched Nian's hand, he was not a competent husband and Amma, a filial son.

Now he can finally join hands with Nian to make up for his past regrets.

As long as you hold these hands tightly, grow old with her, and let him do whatever he wants.

......

"Master, the old man is here, and the slave will lead him to the flower hall in the front yard to wait~"

Chai Yu, the deputy head of the palace, whispered outside the door.

"My dad is here!" Nian Yaoyue took the fourth master's hand and ran to the next courtyard.

When she passed through the Moon Gate, she saw her father standing in the courtyard.

Yinzhen always felt that the young man was not good, and subconsciously hid Nian's behind him.

Seeing this, Nian Yaoling raised his eyebrows slightly, and slowly bent his knees, ready to bow to Prince Yong.

Su Peisheng on the side hurriedly helped Nian Yaoling to his feet, how could the master let Nian Yaoling, the old Taishan, kneel, and the Nian family didn't make a fuss.

"Why is Nian Qing in such a hurry?"

"Back to the prince, the slave is here to pick up the little girl home, you also know, the little girl is a draft girl, Zuo Ling also went to the slave's house yesterday to register the little girl's eight-character information, this is the beginning of October, next year's late spring draft, the little girl is just over fourteen, to enter the palace draft~"

Nian Yaoling snorted coldly in his heart, this Prince Yong promised to marry his baby daughter in the position of side Fujin, and now he wants to kidnap his daughter without a name and no point? There are no doors.

"Nian Qing rest assured, this king has been prepared, Nian's entry into the palace draft girl is just a formality, and the emperor will definitely give Nian's to this king as a side blessing~"

E-Niang had promised him a long time ago that she would find a way to bring Nian's over as his side Fujin.

Even if Eniang fails to make an appointment, Yinzhen still has two sets of alternative plans, and Nian's entry into the house is already a sure thing, unless she is unwilling.

"In that case, the slave will take her daughter home, and it's convenient to prepare a dowry or something, you also know, the draft girl has a lot of rules, rice cakes, come and go back with your father!"

Nian Yaoling beckoned to the baby girl.

Nian Yaoyue was about to walk in front of her father, but the fourth master grabbed her wrist and prevented her from leaving.

"Don't go, she's the king!"

Yin Zhen couldn't bear it anymore and finally got angry, but he didn't expect Nian Yaoling to come here early in the morning just to snatch his rice cakes.