In the royal palace, each palace has a large and clean courtyard full of flowers, as well as the main hall, many rooms in the east and west side halls, and a long vermilion cloister. And the Tongxin Hall where Her Majesty the Empress lives is naturally more spacious and luxurious than other palaces.

It is autumn, the osmanthus tree blooms with beautiful and elegant osmanthus flowers, when pedestrians pass by, the faint osmanthus fragrance fills the bottom of the sleeve, as if the person brings a gust of incense, the fragrant wind will sneak into the house with the person, and then fill the house with the fragrance of flowers.

At this time, the room is filled not only with the fragrance of flowers, but also with laughter.

In the bright room, the tall Zuo Xiao and the small Zuo Yao were competing. A pair of big ice eyes faced another pair of Xiaoice eyes, and looked at each other coldly for a long time.

One wants to hug, and the other doesn't let him hug.

The father and son twisted their arms, stared at each other with big eyes, and made Mei'er, the nurse, Aunt Mei, Ziyu, and Ziyan all laugh.

"Oh, what's going on?" The nurse laughed until her stomach hurt, and persuaded Zuo Yao, who was already more than three years old, "Little prince, this is your father!" Have you forgotten? He is the father who loves you the most and loves you the most. Call him, hug him, and he will give you candy to eat. ”

When Ziyu heard this, she deftly stuffed a few osmanthus candy from behind her that Zuo Yao loved to eat.

Zuo Xiao is like a treasure, no longer fighting with this little guy, those ice eyes are suddenly full of small smiles, staring at Zuo Yao brightly, releasing the brilliance of love as much as possible: "Yao'er, you let Dad hug him, you call Daddy, Dad gives you candy to eat, okay?" ”

"Don't!" Zuo Yao, who is more than three years old, resolutely refused, and his arrogant posture of staring at Zuo Xiao was exactly the same as Zuo Xiao.

Mei'er had no choice but to smile and help: "Yao'er, this is your favorite osmanthus candy, don't you think about it?" ”

When Zuo Xiao heard this, he hurriedly spread out the osmanthus candy in the palm of his hand to Zuo Yao.

Zuo Yao glanced down and swallowed his saliva fiercely. As he swallowed hard, the dimples on his cheeks flashed for a moment. However, in the blink of an eye, he stubbornly raised his head again, turned his face away, tilted his head at a forty-five degree angle, and snorted coldly.

The crowd couldn't laugh or cry.

Even Mei'er was puzzled: "Yao'er, remember that you were very affectionate with your father last time." Not only do you call 'Daddy' and give him a hug, but you also race against him, have you forgotten? Yao'er? Why did you turn your face so quickly this time and didn't recognize anyone! ”

When Zuo Yao heard this, he seemed to be angry, turned his head and stared at Zuo Yao fiercely, and suddenly shouted angrily in his mouth: "Last time? When was the last time? It's been a long, long time, I'm going to forget! If you don't come to see me, you don't want you to hug me! You have to apologize! You have to apologize! ”

Zuo Yao suddenly slammed Zuo Xiao twice in the chest with his little iron fist, and then suddenly hugged Zuo Xiao and cried.

At this time, everyone knew why Zuo Yao had become so indifferent? So stubborn?

A trace of bitterness suddenly overflowed in Zuo Xiao's throat, and the warm liquid under his eyes almost burst out of his eyes, but in the end he forcibly held back and didn't let it flow out. However, this is not easy for Zuo Xiao.

The hatred of destroying the country never brought tears to his eyes, but as soon as this three-year-old baby complained, why couldn't he suppress his feelings?

"Yes, Yao'er, you're right, it's all Daddy's fault! I'm sorry, Yao'er. I'm sorry, dad apologizes to you! Zuo Xiao willingly relented.

"Daddy......" Zuo Yao hugged Zuo Yao and cried tears, the three words "I'm sorry" are much more effective than osmanthus candy.