Chapter 19 Can National Events Be as Important as Little Princesses?

When I used to get along with the emperor, the emperor didn't talk much, so he came to her palace, that is, to fulfill the responsibility of being the emperor, and when he finished performing, he lifted his pants and left.

It's like now, in order to raise a daughter together, she has lived in her Changchun Palace for more than three years.

Although there are a lot of words, they all revolve around the girl and reprimanding her.

Liu Qianqian thought more than once, fortunately this is her own daughter, if this was born by someone else, she was afraid that she would have turned black a long time ago.

And Yan Yiyi, when she heard that the big tyrant said that she was going to clean up and go back to the palace.

She was obedient, pinching the neck of the big tyrant, and swaying there: "Rotten panic ~ rotten panic don't beat ~ don't beat beat ~ don't beat ~ "

If she leaves, won't Yan Baozhu's trick succeed?

Yan An listened to the little princess's milk voice on the side, and couldn't help but smile: "The little princess may think that the Yunwang Mansion is fresh, so she is reluctant to leave." ”

Yan Yiyi threw a little wink at him, but Yan's father-in-law still understood her.

Yan An, who was suddenly dazzled by the little princess, thought she was dazzled: "....."

No matter how fresh it is, it is not his own palace, not to mention, how can a mere Yunwang Mansion be compared to his palace?

But for the sake of his daughter, Yan Zheng still stayed.

I plan to let my baby girl spend the night here, and then return to the palace when the freshness is gone.

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent matter in the court today, and there are more twists and turns than ever before."

The emperor has to hurry back to review the recital, and wait for the morning tomorrow morning to respond to those ministers.

Yan An reminded in a low voice in front of Yan Zheng.

Who knew that Yan Zheng didn't pay attention to these so-called national events at all, and didn't raise his head: "Is it important for national events or is it important for my daughter to be happy?" ”

Yan An: "...."The little princess is very happy every day...

National Events.... It is the most important thing for every king in the ages... How can it be compared to the little princess?

Obviously, in the eyes of the great tyrant, even if the enemy country comes to attack, Beiyan is about to be gone. It's not as important as him coaxing his daughter!

In order to make the girl happy, take a good look at the Yunwang Mansion, and take advantage of this 'freshness'.

...

The Cloud King's Mansion at night is much more beautiful than during the day.

The yard was covered with lights.

In addition, the moon tonight is even rounder than usual, and it is already the middle of the night, but it looks like it has just arrived at dusk.

Yunwangfu has just added a little lady, and the joy has not yet dissipated.

When Yan Zheng came out with his daughter, he was afraid that the wind would blow his baby girl at night, so he deliberately wrapped Yan Yiyi in his clothes.

The small body was wrapped by the big tyrant, and there was only one head left.

The Yunwang Mansion is not as luxurious as the palace, but it is also the brother of the great tyrant, even if it is not as good as the palace, it has its merits.

Yan Yiyi's eyes turned into copper bells, staring at the bright colors, and at night she still held her head high and bloomed flower bones.

The back garden of Yunwang's Mansion was full of many varieties of flowers that she didn't recognize, colorful and fragrant.

This aroma, accompanied by the breeze blowing in the middle of the night mixed with the smell of grass, Yan Yiyi sniffed her nose vigorously.

No wonder Yan Yun will order someone to place it in the back garden, whether it is a banquet for ministers or a meal.

The flowers and aromas alone are refreshing, and it is indeed a pleasure to enjoy drinking and enjoying the beautiful scenery around you.

"Yiyi, do you like it here?"

Yan Yiyi responded unceremoniously: "Porridge!" ”

Yan Zheng tasted it and straightened her little face: "If Yiyi likes it, when she returns to the palace, my father will build a back garden for Yiyi that is bigger than Yunwang's Mansion for you to play with, and you can play in it as much as you want." What do you think? Girl? We don't have to be rare for other people's families! ”