Jing Qing smiled at the chrysanthemum with the folds on Shang Mingfu's face, and then looked at Emperor Chengde, who was holding Xiao Chayin, but his eyes were full of deep eyes staring at him, Jing Qing knew that he couldn't pretend to be a little bit more today.

Emperor Chengde can't fool the past, Jingqing knew that he couldn't escape, and he was resigned to being sent to the side hall by Mingfu.

The old emperor looked deeply at the back of the little boy who left calmly, his expression was distant and complicated, he gently patted the soft and glutinous little milk bag in his arms, and under the neatly trimmed beard, the old lips were pursed solemnly.

Xiao Chayin obediently nestled in the arms of the old emperor, playing with his long beard, playing with his beard enough, and the little baby stared at the purse hanging from Emperor Chengde's waist.

Every time Brother Jingqing went to take a medicinal bath, Emperor Chengde would hold her like this, the old emperor was busy with him, and the baby played by himself.

But today, the folds in front of Emperor Chengde have long been raised by him, and the eunuch Wenmo is still retiring next door, and after the old emperor retracts his gaze from the door, he rarely has time to play with the baby.

Emperor Cheng De looked at the little baby playing with his purse in his arms, and asked with a kind smile, "Does Yin Yin like the emperor's grandfather's purse?" ”

Xiao Chayin pinched the spices in her purse, nodded milkily, and her little milk voice was crisp and sweet, "I like it!" ”

"Then the emperor's grandfather asked the palace people to make one for Yinyin."

"Good~"

"Many of the spices in this purse are made from dried flowers, which are the flowers that Yinyin gave to me when she first met me, do you remember Yinyin?"

"Uh-huh! Remember~" The baby tilted his head, thought about it, and immediately nodded cutely.

The old emperor's smile became more and more kind, "I remember that day, Yinyin told me that Brother Jingqing was the most powerful. ”

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Chayin nodded her little head vigorously, "Brother Jingqing is the best!" ”

Emperor Cheng De smiled deeply, and said softly, "Well, Yinyin is right, but I still didn't believe it at the time, but now I believe in Yinyin, can Yinyin tell me about Brother Jingqing?" ”

"Good!" Xiao Chayin was stuck in a small dimple, and her dark eyes suddenly became shining, and she couldn't wait to tell the fairy grandfather how powerful her Jingqing brother was.

Emperor Cheng De smiled like an old fox, "That Yinyin starts from what I said last time, Brother Jingqing can realize all Yinyin's wishes." ”

"Good!"

"I remember the last time Yinyin said that Brother Jingqing could let Yinyin's father accompany Yinyin for an extra month, when was that?"

"Hmm......" The little baby thought about it seriously, and the little mouth was rarely pursed, "It's before, um...... When Daddy and Brother are coming! ”

The old emperor, who was strategizing, suddenly felt that he was not so clever, how could he forget, the little baby who could say it couldn't count the time.

Emperor Cheng De hugged the baby in his arms and showed a helpless and self-deprecating smile.

At this time, Xiao Chayin looked at the fairy grandfather who didn't understand, and thought about it again very seriously, and suddenly the little dimple fell, "Ah yes! Otoin remembers! It's time to eat the noodles of the sound! ”

What is the face of the sound?

Emperor Cheng De understood almost instantly, "It's Yinyin's birthday, right?" ”

Xiao Chayin nodded vigorously, as if she had just completed something big.

Emperor Cheng De "haha" Lang laughed twice, and felt more and more that he had hugged a little Fubao, and did not hesitate to praise, "The sound is awesome!" ”

"Hehe," the little milk bag raised her little chin arrogantly, and talked milkily about how Brother Jingqing fulfilled the baby's wish and let her father and brother accompany her for an extra month.

Emperor Cheng De listened, and the expression on his face gradually became deeper.