The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 29 Come, take the King of Free and Easy to me!
Chacha raised her small face, and when she saw the tall figure shielding her from the scorching sun, she pursed her lips and called out pitifully, "Daddy."

When he called out "Daddy", his heart was about to break.

Long Live Lord didn't care about the entanglement on the way to the court just now. If Chacha is really his and Concubine Ning's child, it means that there may be a bad omen that will disrupt the country's fortune.

Now, at the moment, he can't care about so much at all. Seeing the little golden beans fall one by one, he puts all his entanglements behind him. If anyone dares to say that his daughter is a bad omen and a disaster, then They all chopped off their heads!

"Daddy is here, Daddy hugs."

Chacha muffled "Yeah" all over her body, her little butt sat on the arm of Long Live Grandpa, her whole body was cared for in his arms, and her little head leaned on Daddy's shoulder with a tilt.

"Come here, bring the Xiaoyao King to me!"

With Xiao San's skills, these imperial guards couldn't hold him at all, but this is in the palace, he can only be captured obediently.

When Chacha saw Xiaosanhuangsu being pinned to the ground by a group of guards with knives, she couldn't care less about the dead butterfly in her hand.

There was still a little golden bean hanging on her face, and her little claws waved anxiously: "I want~ I want Little Three Emperor Crisp~"

Long live Lord frowned in dissatisfaction, why did the little guy bend his elbows to Wan San's body after being bullied?
Xiao San raised the corners of his mouth proudly, he was so beautiful in his heart, did you see, even if he killed Chacha's beloved little butterfly, Chacha still cared about him as the emperor's uncle!

"Brother Huang, let me ask you, can you stop being so surprised, you detained me before you figured out what happened, according to your law of governing the country, how many innocent souls will die in your hands."

"What did you say? Tell me again!"

Xiao San closed his mouth in resentment, and let it be enough to say some words out of his mouth, if he said it again, he was afraid that his tyrant brother would really pick off his head.

"Daddy~ Daddy come down~"

It's just been hugged, and he hasn't warmed up yet, what does the little guy want to do?
Lord Long Live let her go, and squatted down under a big tree with his short legs shaking.

Naturally, he followed curiously, seeing that Chacha was holding a motionless butterfly in his hand, and then digging the soil under the tree roots with his small hands.

Lord Long Live stepped forward to stop him, and wiped away the prickly mud on his fingertips in distress.

One hand of Chacha was held by Lord Long Live, and the other finger pointed to her dead butterfly friend on the ground, her small mouth opened to reveal Xiaomi's teeth, "Bury~"

Long live Lord understood what she meant, he showed a rare smile, pinched the little guy's nose: "You want to bury the butterflies, you want to dig a hole, don't you?"

Have some tea and some small heads.

"I'm here to help you."

The little guy has delicate skin and tender flesh, and there are countless gravels in the soil. If he scratches his hand, it won't be him who will feel distressed.

In two or three strokes, a suitable-sized soil pit was dug. After the little guy held the dead butterfly and put it in, he pushed all the soil in again.

"Daddy~ Butterflies are flying~"

The little guy pointed to the buried pit, and then pointed to the sky. She probably meant that after the butterfly was buried, it would fly back to the sky.

Unexpectedly, such a violent king would give birth to such a kind-hearted daughter.

Xiao San complained to find a sense of existence for himself: "Brother Emperor, since the matter is clear, can you ask your guards to let me go, it hurts to kneel like this."

(End of this chapter)