Yuwen Xuanzheng understood, and couldn't help but smile and helped Yuwen Xuanzheng to the bedside.

"I don't want ......"

Yuwen Xuanzheng realized what they were going to do, and as soon as he protested, he was glared at by Su Jinling, and then obediently lay on the bed.

Alas, it's a shame today!

He suddenly turned his face and grinned: "Is it your bed?" It smells so good......"

In an intoxicated shape, he put his nose close to the Suhua soft pillow and took a deep breath.

The head was hit, but it was Yuwen Xuanzheng.

"You kid, you're waiting......"

His eyes widened with rage, but he saw that he was holding a tube with the thickness of a flute, or more precisely, a flute, which had just struck him on the head.

"How dare you hit me on the head with this?"

Broken? Yuwen Xuanzheng shook his head with a look of disdain and disdain for his shallow view, only pressed one end of the flute on his eye, aimed the other end at him, narrowed his other eye, and exclaimed: "Ah, I saw a mountain!" ”

stepped back a long way, and suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the high ...... of the Eighth Emperor Brother"

Yuwen Xuanzheng was so angry that he was about to get up and teach him a lesson.

Su Jinling hurriedly stopped.

Yuwen Xuanzheng laughed, and stopped joking with him, only throwing the flute to him.

The flute spun around in the air a few times, and was caught by Yuwen Xuanzheng's outstretched arm.

Yuwen Xuanzheng stared at him hatefully, and his eyes fell on the flute...... Except that the six holes are sealed with wax, there seems to be nothing special. He suspiciously followed Yuwen Xuanzheng and put one end to his eyes, and the other eye narrowed: "Hmph...... Huh? ”

I hurriedly took the flute down, blinked, looked at a place, and then pointed the flute up again......

"Oops......"

He sat up excitedly, but he forgot about the wound on his buttocks, and immediately bared his teeth in pain, but he still didn't forget to hold the flute and look left and right......

"That's what you're talking about being able to see far away?" He said excitedly.

He just found two crystals as she asked...... One was to carefully chisel the bottom of the tea bowl, and the other was to steal the beads on Xu Muran's bracelet, for which he had to sell a little bit of male sex...... But how did you come up with such a clever thing?

"Jinling, you are really amazing!"

Su Jinling blushed, but after doing too much plagiarism, she got used to it when she blushed and blushed.

"If you know that Your Highness came again yesterday, the slave and maid will not do this for Your Highness, so it seems to be a reward for your Hulai......"

Yuwen Xuanzheng hurriedly inspected her complexion, as if she had slept well, and her heart was a little peaceful, but she turned to Yuwen Xuanzheng with angry eyes...... This kid, the baby that Jinling made for me was first obtained by him, and this hatred is not shared!

"What's this thing called?"

"Telescopes."

If it's plagiarism, it's all the way to the end.

"Telescope...... Not bad, just right! Then I suddenly remembered something: "How many of these telescopes have you made now?" ”

Su Jinling was stunned: "I am the only one." ”

I thought that this one didn't know how to get it, but fortunately I saw this flute, otherwise I wrapped two crystals in a paper tube...... Isn't it too shabby?

Yuwen Xuanzheng understood the careful thinking of the Eighth Emperor Brother, raised his chin and disdained him.

It's really only me! Yuwen Xuanzheng was happy: "Xiao Xuanzheng, quickly help the imperial brother to the window!" ”

Yuwen Xuanzheng pretended not to hear, but immediately two palace maids stepped forward to support him.

Moved to the window, held the monocular and looked left: "Haha......" and looked right: "Huh? ”

Such a naïve performance made seven-year-old Yuwen Xuanzheng keep shaking his head and sighing helplessly.

Also, how can such a big person be so naïve as a child?

However, in the next moment, Yuwen Xuanzheng's strange voice stopped abruptly, and his broad shoulders were fixed in one direction and did not move.

"Your Highness......"

Su Jinling called softly, and secretly wondered in her heart, was it because she was too excited to twist her ass?

Yuwen Xuanzheng blinked, suddenly smiled, and rushed to the door with just one jump, before the person went out, he had already shouted: "Brother Three Emperors, Brother Three Emperors, Xuanzheng welcomes you......"

Soon, Yuwen Xuanhuan led Wan'er in.

Yuwen Xuanzheng's monoculars were aimed at the cloud-white figure from the moment he entered the door, and slowly moved as he moved...... Fixed. The long tube was always clasped on his eyes like that, so it looked very strange, and even Yuwen Xuanhuan, who had always been calm, couldn't help but glance at him.

Yuwen Wan'er ran to his side and raised her little face: "Eighth Emperor Uncle, what is in your hand?" Flute? Isn't the flute used to blow? ”

She tried hard to stretch out her little hand to touch it, but Yuwen Xuanzheng was really tall, or Su Jinling's light cough, so he reluctantly handed the baby to her, and refused to let go.

Yuwen Wan'er was young and curious, so it was easy to take the things in her hands, and when she looked at him, she suddenly exclaimed: "Uncle Eight Emperor's forehead is so big......"

The room full of people laughed.

Yuwen Xuanzheng was extremely embarrassed, snatched the baby, leaned back, but hit his buttocks, and immediately screamed.

The crowd was so happy.

He was so angry that he walked to the table and buckled a basket of paper crane lucky stars on the table, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Yuwen Xuanhuan defiantly.

Yuwen Xuanhuan smiled like a gentle wind, lowering his eyes and touching Wan'er's bun.

Yuwen Wan'er's eyes only fixed on the flute in Yuwen Xuanzheng's hand.

"I'm afraid I'm going to waste a piece of the Eighth Emperor's heart." Yuwen Xuanhuan has something to say.

Yuwen Xuanzheng saw that his little niece had taken a fancy to his baby, and immediately took it seriously.

Yuwen Wan'er was afraid of his fierce gods, so she turned her eyes to Su Jinling for help...... From the light cough just now, she knew that this object was definitely related to Su Jinling.

Yuwen Xuanzheng also looked at her, and the gaze was to ask her to ensure the patentability and uniqueness of this thing, that is, it could only belong to him, Yuwen Xuanzheng!

Although Yuwen Xuanzheng is very arrogant on weekdays, he has a lot of strength compared to the truth. Su Jinling didn't bother to argue with him, he was a big child, and when the freshness passed, he naturally didn't be so persistent, for the sake of his injury......

"His Royal Highness the Eighth is injured, the slave is afraid that he will cry, so she deliberately made a thing to coax him, the county lord ignores him, if this will provoke him, he will cry again......"

Yuwen Xuanzheng raised his eyebrows...... How could she explain his bravery and the dearity he had given her?

Yuwen Xuanhuan smiled deeper and deeper, and only lowered his eyes to look at her.

Yuwen Xuanzheng couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he inexplicably decided that it must be gentle and affectionate, like a husband looking at ......

"Didn't the county lord want a peace umbrella? These paper cranes and stars were folded by the Eighth Emperor Uncle for the county lord......"

"Wan'er, why don't you thank Uncle Huang?" Yuwen Xuanhuan's voice was soft.

Yuwen Wan'er glanced at him and whispered, "Thank you, Uncle Huang." ”

Yuwen Xuanzheng was a little uncomfortable, he wasn't for that umbrella, he just wanted to...... However, raising his eyes to Shangyu Wen Xuanhuan's calm smile, that little bit of guilt suddenly disappeared.

Yuwen Wan'er lowered her head, and rubbed the corners of her clothes embroidered with Phalaenopsis with her two little hands: "The Nine Emperor Uncle is sick, Sister Jinling made him a 100-year-old umbrella for the safety and longevity of the Star Crane, and the Eighth Emperor Uncle was injured, and Sister Jinling made it for him...... That one. Wan'er has nothing, is it necessary for Wan'er to be sick or injured before she can have a gift? Is Wan'er a child that no one hurts? ”

As he spoke, tears crackled and fell.

This child, who has no mother since he was a child, although he has the love of his father and the love of the people in the house, has given birth to too much sensitivity, too much self-pity, and sadness that does not match this age.

At this, Su Jinling was also deeply touched, and couldn't help but have a sour eye, squatting down and hugging her: "How come?" The county lord has the love of his father, and everyone likes the county lord very much. You see, the Nine Emperor Uncles ordered the eunuchs to make umbrella bones overnight yesterday, and the Eighth Emperor Uncle was injured, and he stayed up all night folding paper cranes for the county lord......"

"Does Sister Jinling like Wan'er, doesn't she feel sorry for Wan'er?"

"The slave maid likes the county lord and feels sorry for the county lord......"

"That Wan'er doesn't want anything, as long as my sister stays with Wan'er. Sister, can you ......?"

"Slave ......"

"Su Jinling!" Yuwen Xuanzheng shocked everyone with an angry roar.

He strode forward, but he limped through gritted teeth...... Okay, the master was almost stunned by you. At such a young age, you are so scheming, you pretend to be pitiful to ask for your father's marriage, you two have discussed it, right? Regardless of whether she Su Jinling agrees or not, anyway, the master doesn't agree!

With a wave of his hand, the telescope landed in front of Yuwen Wan'er.

"Take it!"

endure the pain, it's a big deal to let Su Jinling make another one.

Unexpectedly, Yuwen Wan'er stared at the baby, frowned, and said goodbye to her little face: "Don't!" ”

"You ......"

He was about to get angry and expose Yuwen Xuanhuan's tricks, but he heard the little girl say, "You will cry." ”

Yuwen Xuanzheng was stunned, and he really wanted to cry without tears.

Yuwen Xuanhuan laughed and hugged his daughter: "Wan'er, it seems that you can't wait for the peace umbrella today, so it's better to go back with your father first and come back another day." ”

Yuwen Wan'er pursed her mouth and looked at Su Jinling, as if she wanted to say something, but she stopped talking, and hugged her father's neck: "Wan'er will go back with her father." ”

She said goodbye to people one by one, and even Yuwen Xuanzheng, who had a grudge yesterday, did not let go, but only skipped Yuwen Xuanzheng, and deliberately buried her head on her father's shoulder when she passed by him.

Not only her, but even King Wending, who has always been known for his gentleness and elegance, seemed to have lost his memory, so he walked over calmly.

Yuwen Xuanzheng didn't care, and when they went out, he immediately turned to the window, raised the monoculars, and aimed at ......

This glance was half an hour, and he didn't put down the binoculars until he was sure that King Wending would not make a comeback, stretched his sour fingers, and turned around to see Su Jinling sketching something on a piece of black fur.

"What are you going to get again?"

Su Jinling pretended not to hear.

He didn't mind, anyway, he didn't let Yuwen Xuanhuan succeed.

"Uh, that...... You get busy first, I'll go out for a walk......"

"You're all injured like this, if you don't go back to the palace, where are you going?"