Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Several servants held back their laughter, thinking that the master is so cute.

The fifth prince didn't think she was cute. He snorted angrily and said angrily, "Xinbao, what do you mean? Are you mocking me?"

Yan Shifan and Yan Shirong walked in quickly, and said through the screen, "Fifth Uncle!"

Xinbao immediately threw herself into the big brother's arms, feeling that the situation didn't seem to require a fake cry, so she pressed her brother's back and drew an arrow pointing inward on his back.

The eldest brother understood, so he stood inside.

Xinbao lay on his shoulder and played with his fingers quite leisurely.

The second elder brother said indifferently: "Uncle Wu, my father heard that the palace people said you were coming, and even reprimanded the palace people, saying that if you want to come, how could you go directly to the back hall... Do you think it is really Uncle Wu?? Five Where did Uncle get angry, or did you hear someone say something, and you became so angry? If Xinbao is wrong, I have Daddy and Yeye to teach me, why bother you so much?"

The fifth prince trembled all over.

Not angry, but scared.

Second brother's understatement of these few words is really ruthless, and every sentence has pitfalls.

The first sentence was just a sarcasm, he was really trying to play tricks, thinking that if he went to find the prince, maybe they would embarrass him, why not come to Xinbao directly, Leng might as well come and look for it, there is no one to teach Tuanzi, just say the last sentence , and the matter is done.

However, it was indeed impolite to look for a four-year-old doll beyond his parents, and he felt a little embarrassed when he was pointed out.

But more powerful than ridicule is the back.

Where did he get angry, and who did he listen to... He came here directly after begging for mercy from Qianqing Palace, which clearly meant that he was dissatisfied with Junfu! !

And in the last sentence, he directly made it clear that the only ones who can compare with Zhen Guo's princess are the emperor and the prince. He is a prince with no job, no distinction, no title, and he has no right to reprimand her at all! !

It's true that one sentence is more ruthless than one sentence, and one sentence is sharper than one sentence! !

He couldn't bear the weight of every sentence! !

He didn't expect him to be so powerful! !

Think about it, the fifth prince concubine just had a conflict with Xinbao, and she was directly grounded... The fifth prince, who was sweating heavily in the winter, forced a smile: "It's the fifth uncle's fault, it's all the fifth uncle's fault, Uncle Wu really doesn't have the guts to offend His Highness, it's not because he raised his voice in a moment of anxiety, Rong'er must not misunderstand."

He knelt on the ground on the spot, and respectfully saluted: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for your reckless remarks."

Isn't this also very important?

Yan Shirong laughed inwardly.

Tell me, can't you be honest? Are they the only ones who are smart? Always want to have fun!

But let him know that they are not easy to provoke.

He just poked Tuanzi's ass.

Tuanzi twisted his butt, Yan Shirong wanted to have fun, and poked it again, Tuanzi looked back, and then he understood, and said: "Excuse me."

In fact, it was only a few breaths, but in the feeling of the fifth prince, it had been a long time, he dared not say anything, and respectfully said: "Thank you, Your Highness."

He stood up, bowed his head respectfully and said: "Your Highness, what Uncle Wu is asking for..."

"Oh!" Xinbao thought for a while: "Okay, then let her come out."

The fifth prince saluted deeply: "Thank you, Your Highness. Uncle Wu is very grateful! Don't dare to disturb Your Highness, Uncle Wu is resigning." He withdrew.

After he left, Yan Shifan and the two went to the front hall with Xinbao in their arms.

Yan Qingshan and Lady Lin are the top priority, but they can't help, Xinbao has nothing to ask if he wants to follow Emperor Mingpei.

But there are a few brothers, Yan Qingshan said in a deep voice: "Fan'er took Chang'er, Sheng'er, Rong'er took Xiaowu Xiaoliu. Don't be nervous. Since we come back, we will have to deal with these people sooner or later. Now they are the ones who want to deal with them." To please us, don't care too much about what they think. Just remember, read more and talk less, and listen to brother."

All the little ones answered.

The second elder brother also said: "Don't be hypocritical, don't be timid, let's go with them if they please, if their eyes are wrong, just treat them as if they didn't see them, if they dare to say something bad, write it down and report it later, or just go back depending on the situation. Look Uncle Wu, look at Liubajiu, our father is no one but me now, what we do is right, and our chests stand up."

Yan Qingshan glanced at his son, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Mrs. Lin encouraged her sons: "Take it as a play, and act as a high-ranking official. If you perform such a day in a year, you can exchange a year of delicious food and drink. You can have whatever you want. No matter how hard you work, it's worth it. You say yes no?"

Several people couldn't help laughing.

In fact, this is true, if you think about it this way, you will not be nervous all of a sudden! !

Yan Shifan asked, "How many uncles are with us?"

Yan Qingshan nodded, "They are actually the same. I think everyone is okay except the fifth one. I met the sixth one once. He treated me very courteously and respectfully. I think it's a sign of goodwill. Eight, nine It's still young, and it doesn't look very good, so don't worry about it for now."

Yan Shifan said: "Then what if Sixth Uncle and the others show affection to us?"

Yan Qingshan only said: "If you show favor, you will continue."

Yan Shirong said: "I heard that Sixth Uncle is good at poetry and prose, and is also good at painting, especially good at landscapes. Even my master said his paintings are good. It is difficult for a person to draw so well if his mind is not on it, so I think this person should be okay. Eighth Uncle is young and not very courageous, I think if he is not stupid, he will come to show his favor."

Yan Qingshan said again: "If you show kindness, just keep going. You don't need to dig out your heart and soul, just be kind on your face."

The father and son were discussing, but Xinbao couldn't get in the way, at first he listened, but gradually he started to lose his mind.

She asked Mrs. Lin: "Mother, where does it smell so good?"

Lady Lin laughed and said, "They just picked impatiens from the greenhouse, smashed them up, and are going to dye their nails!"

Xinbao's eyes lit up: "Xinbao also wants to be dyed!"

"Okay," Mrs. Lin said with a smile, "I'll ask them to dye it after dinner, wear it all night, and take it apart tomorrow morning."

Tuanzi stretched out his small hand: "Xinbao is going to be dyed now, and it will become more red after a long time!"

Mrs. Lin had nothing to do, so she hugged her and passed.

Xinbao's little nails are thin and thin, and the person below carefully trimmed them with scissors first, then took the flower clay, pinched them into small balls bit by bit, pressed them on the little nails, and then wrapped them with leaves. Wrap up lightly.

Xinbao held up his small hands and said, "I want feet too!"

Seeing that Mrs. Lin had no objection, the palace maid stepped forward to take off her shoes and socks, trimmed her nails, and wrapped them up one by one with flower mud.

Xinbao looked at her hands and feet happily, dangling her little feet, looking beautiful.

Mrs. Lin leaned over and squeezed her fat feet: "Is it cold?"

"A little bit," Tuanzi said, "but for the sake of looking good, Xinbao can bear it."

Mrs. Lin: "..."

She said speechlessly: "Bring my socks and shoes, put them on for her, let's hang them like this first, anyway, she will go to bed after dinner."