My Queen, you are naughty again

The prime minister Xia with half white hair shook his head reluctantly, put down the cup in his hand and said faintly, "that's why I let Ju'er marry into the palace. First, it shows our loyalty to the emperor, and second, it stabilizes the foundation of our Xia family. Ju'er has loved Mo Rongrui since childhood, but it's a pity that she has been thinking about it."

Xia Qiuju and Xia Yi Chengdu are Mrs. Xia's own children. It's hard to say that, but as people in the royal family, who can control their life for a lifetime?

For a long time, Prime Minister Xia said faintly, "next month is the emperor's birthday. It's time to make good preparations. You also serve snacks."

Xia Yicheng nodded. After answering, his father let him go back.

The next morning, although it was late autumn, the sun was also surprisingly good. The sun hit the branches of the ginkgo tree and shone golden on the ginkgo tree. The foot is covered with golden ginkgo leaves.

Chu Li is dressed in green today, with her hair in a butterfly bun and a peach hairpin on her temples. She bought it secretly when she left the palace yesterday. Her white face is very beautiful today when she is pulled by Tangyuan and wiped some rouge.

After Mo Rongrui's breakfast, he didn't see anyone in the morning. Chu Li swept the leaves under the ginkgo tree and whispered, "I'm not here all morning and let me make breakfast. Isn't it a waste? Really. I'm not afraid of my stomach breaking?"

Chu Li felt that there was no need to sweep the fallen leaves all over the ground. The red walls and green tiles were matched with the golden yellow of the land. How beautiful they were. Thinking about it, he put the broom directly beside the wall and sat in the small vermilion pavilion next to him, dragging his cheeks with one hand and murmuring at the scenery.

I don't know when, I just feel that something seems to have rolled over at my feet and hit myself. Look down, a Cuju!

When I was wondering how there could be Cuju in this place, I heard the young voice saying, "sister a Li! Sister a Li!"

Looking at the sound, Murong Xuan, a small man, dressed in a auspicious cloud robe embroidered with gold thread on a white background, hung a clear white jade pendant around his waist and a pair of tiger skin white boots on the soles of his feet, ran towards him.

Nothing happened. Seeing such a good-looking child coming to play with him, Chu Li immediately raised his interest and picked up the Cuju at his feet.

Murong Xuan liked Chu Li very much. He threw himself into her arms, hugged her thigh, looked up and murmured to his sister. When was Chu Li so held by such a lovely child.

Those big, clear eyes are full of innocence, which is different from those princes and CHILDES who are full of fancy intestines and have a small abacus when they eat. Chu Li touched Mo Rongxuan's head, pulled him beside him, smiled and asked, "why did the thirteen little prince come?"

Xiao Murong Xuan took Cuju and turned it around in his hand. He looked very cute on a small face. Seeing the Songhua cake on the table and stuffed one into his mouth, he said to Chu Li, "it's not too boring. I want to find my sister to play Cuju."

Then he shook his Cuju. Chu Li looked at the Cuju and thought that the child had been bullied in the garden last time. He couldn't even touch what he liked. Although he was in the royal family and enjoyed the glory and wealth that other children couldn't enjoy, he also lost the child's childhood.

Chu Li looked at him, painfully stretched out his hand, pinched Murong Xuan's face, smiled and said, "but my sister hasn't swept the ground yet. Will you play with me when my sister finishes sweeping the ground?"

Murong Xuan, who has always been sensible, nodded, put down Cuju, pointed to the ginkgo leaves all over the ground, and murmured, "does brother nine let you sweep away the fallen leaves?"

Chu Li didn't want to sweep the fallen leaves all over the ground, but there was no way. Who let Mo Rongrui speak here, not himself?

Finally, he reluctantly walked up to him, picked up the broom in his hand and said, "yes, your ninth brother really doesn't understand how to appreciate such a beautiful scenery."

"Yes, I also think the ginkgo leaves are very beautiful." the little Murong Xuan came to her and sat on the steps with his cheeks. Then he frowned and looked at the fallen leaves all over the ground.

The breeze blew away a pile of fallen leaves that Chu Li had just swept, which made Chu Li angry, but when he looked back, he saw a sad face.

How old the child was, he had a sad face. Chu Li couldn't help laughing and said, "the fallen leaves are scattered, you don't have to sweep them. I haven't worried yet. What are you worried about?"

The little Murong Xuan pouted and put Cuju beside him. He sighed helplessly and asked Chu Li, "sister a Li, can you do me a favor?"

Chu Li wondered and said, "what's the favor? Tell me. I'm considering whether to help you."

As soon as Murong Xuan's eyes lit up, he hurried up, snuggled up in front of Chu Li, looked up and said: "Next month is my father's birthday, but I don't know what gift to give! My father is the son of heaven. I haven't seen any good gifts. Moreover, my thirteen princes are not as capable as those imperial brothers and sisters. They can get good things. Most of my things are given by my father. It's nothing new to send them."

"So, so you want me?" Chu Li slightly pointed to himself and said cautiously.

Then Murong Xuan began to act coquettish in the twinkling of an eye. He held Chu Li's hand and kept being intimate. His young voice was slightly clear: "good, Sister Li, I know you have many ideas. I heard that you coaxed your father emperor at the banquet a few days ago. Just help me. Help me. What gift do you say for your father emperor?"

When giving gifts, Chu Li looked at the child and shook his head helplessly. What he said was that the emperor had never seen anything good. What fun can a child who has never been out of the palace get.

Seeing that Chu Li didn't respond, Murong Xuan quickly took the broom from Chu Li's hand, came forward and swept the fallen leaves and said, "sister a Li, I, I'll help you sweep the fallen leaves, and you'll help me out!"

He is not a big man. He holds a broom taller than him. The little prince who has never swept the floor sweeps East and West with that broom. It's really cute.

Chu Li smiled, came forward and took the broom, put it aside, took Mo Rongxuan's hand and sat on the steps, looked at him and said, "do you think it's good to send some gifts?"

The little prince Murong Xuan shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "every year, the sons and ministers of the father and the emperor also send some gold, silver and jewelry, the authentic poems of famous people, just like the night pearl of the whole western region sent by the emperor's brother last year, and the tiger and mink given by other imperial brothers and sisters. In short, they are good things that the father and the emperor do not lack."