"Father? What do you think? Isn't it delicious? Let me tell you, if it were someone else, I wouldn't even be willing to give him a piece to eat. Ji Qianhong looked up at Ji Shuofang with a small face, and looked at Ji Shuofang with a glint in her eyes.

The Seventh Prince: Is this kind of generous behavior really good?

However, Ji Qianhong didn't care what he thought in his heart, she only felt that the emperor's father was very good to her, whether it was the minister's family or the children of the clan, whoever dared to bully her father would give her the master, and double the bullying back;

There are delicious foods from foreign tributes, and her share is always indispensable, which makes the concubines in the harem so jealous that they are almost pink eye.

Such a father, of course she has to share something good with him!

Ji Shuofang: "It's still a girl's intimacy, there are good things to think about the father first, unlike my own stinky boy, who has been traveling outside for almost five years, and when I came back, I brought him a small dagger, that thing is tasteless, he is now the emperor and has no chance to fight with people in close quarters, it has become a decoration completely, useless!" ”

Ji Qingtian: "The small dagger that blows off the hair can be used for personal defense is the best, if it weren't for the fear that the little girl would not be good at dancing the knife and getting the gun, he originally planned to send it to his sister." ”

The three of them had different thoughts, but because of the little girl's stomach a "grunt", they sat together and had a lunch, during which the emperor personally picked fish bones for the little princess, who let his daughter accidentally get stuck by the fish bones last time?

The Seventh Prince's heart was sour, he had lived for fifteen years, and he had never eaten a chopstick dish with his father's own hand.

Ji Shuofang: The stinky boy has rough skin and thick meat, where can he take care of it personally, the little girl is different, delicate, if you don't stare at her, you won't eat well, haven't you seen her lose weight recently? The baby's fat jaw is almost gone.

The seventh prince was sad and depressed, and in a fit of anger, he also began to pick up vegetables for the little princess, but unfortunately the time he spent with her was relatively short after all, and most of the dishes he sandwiched were not what she liked, but Ji Qianhong smiled at his super high-end appearance.

Well, didn't the ancients say that? It's beautiful and delicious, accompanied by a beautiful little brother, and it's fragrant to eat!

On the other side, the four heroes of the Tong family went straight to Bandung Ju, which was the unified residence of the protons of various countries, and lived by the protons of more than a dozen affiliated small countries around the Universiade Dynasty.

"Tuoba is in the world, there are distinguished guests looking for you, why don't you hurry out to greet you?" Song Chengming, the official in charge of Bandung Ju, ran to spread the word.

The man with the mask did not fluctuate in his mood at all, only nodded lightly, and then walked with Song Dianke to the gate of Bandung Ju.

Song Dianke felt a little strange in his heart, this Tuoba was comparable to today's prince in terms of style and demeanor, but he was born in a small country.

Only the waste chess pieces that were abandoned by the father of the person in power will be sent to be used as protons, how can the waste chess pieces of such a small country develop such an extraordinary bearing?

This matter has always been a mystery, of course, he doesn't care about this, he is just a small pawn, the official residence of the sixth grade, where can he worry so much?

He just thinks about coping with his errands and taking care of these protons so that they don't make a big mess, of course, the four young masters of Zhenxi Wangfu who came today can't afford to offend any of them, so naturally he can only run errands in person.