Chapter 9 Have you figured out how to make a quibble?

The most feared thing is the sudden concern of the father.

The princess and princess are about to go to the Imperial College to study at a certain age. Su Jingqin is about to turn ten years old and was sent to her last month. She is already fierce and ruthless and does not accept discipline. The Masters dare not offend them too much, so they can only turn a blind eye.

This nosy tutor!

Su Jingqin recorded a note in her heart, but in front of Su Yijun, she was trembling:

"Father, Father..."

"Um."

Su Yijun sat in the main seat and glanced at the villain standing beside Su Jingqin, boredly stirring the hem of her skirt, "You say, I'll listen."

Su Jingqin: “…”

Just as Su Jingqin racked her brains to think about how to make excuses, a voice rang out in time.

‘Gurl!’

Su Jiu subconsciously touched her slightly cramped belly, so hungry.

Su Yijun glanced at Zhou Fu.

Zhou Fu immediately understood and shook the whisk: "Transfer food!"

Su Jingqin, who escaped from the disaster, breathed a sigh of relief and sat in her seat with her small breasts.

The palace servants who were delivering food carefully served the dishes, which was a style that Su Jiu had never seen before. Su Jiu wanted to try every dish.

With the bowls and chopsticks on it, Su Jiu couldn't wait to stand on the stool and wanted to pick up food, but was stopped by Su Jingqin, lowered her head and bit her ears: "I have to wait for my father to use it first."

"oh……"

Su Jiu glanced at Su Yijun, and happened to meet his cold gaze. Then he quickly moved away, put down the jade spoon in his hand, and lowered his little head.

Su Yijun's face looked even more ugly. Is he so scary?

Su Yijun raised his chopsticks with a stinky face and used his mouth. Only the two little people dared to use it.

The most important thing for the court is to pay attention to the rules. The palace servants looked at the words and expressions and made dishes for the master. After a while, Su Jiu felt that he had eaten it as if he hadn't eaten it.

I subconsciously touched my still shrunken belly, but I was still very hungry.

Su Jingqin was already nervous, and the weather was hot and she had no appetite. After eating some, she put down her chopsticks, and Su Yijun also ate almost the same.

Su Jiu looked up and glanced at Su Yijun's direction, pouted his mouth, and then put down his chopsticks.

Seeing this, Zhou Fu was about to order people to take down the meal, but Su Yijun raised his hand to stop him, raised his chin and looked at the two villains.

"Are you full?"

Su Jingqin was stunned and subconsciously replied: "I'm full, my father."

Su Yijun didn't say anything, her narrow and cold eyes stared at Su Jingqin's arms accurately, and was bored and fiddling with the villain in Su Jingqin's skirt.

Su Jingqin pulled away her necklace and whispered: "Jiuer, your father is asking you."

Su Jiu yelled, raised her little head, and met Su Yijun's extremely gloomy face. She instantly came back to her senses and shook her head honestly: "No." Where is this?

but……

Su Jiu reflected deeply. She seemed to eat a lot. No wonder the nephew of the audience cried with her every day and was hard to make money.

Upon hearing this, Su Yijun didn't say anything and looked at Zhou Fu beside him.

Zhou Fu was instantly shocked and sweated coldly. He quickly winked at the palace servant who was cooking food next to him. The palace servant was trembling and was about to go to clothe food when he saw Su Jiu standing up from the chair, jumping to another yellow rosewood chair, and tiptoed to reach out to pick up the food himself.

"Nine, Nine Princess..." The palace ladies all had a crying voice. Your Majesty's eyes were really terrifying!

Su Jiu's hands are very small and fleshy. He doesn't know how to use chopsticks. After picking them up several times, he didn't pick up the chicken legs. He simply threw them off and put them in his hands. Before he could put them in his mouth, he heard the trembling sound of the palace maid turning his head: "Hmm?"

"Please let me come and cook for you." The palace maid moved to Su Jiu's side tremblingly.

Su Jiu waved his hand: "It's okay, sister, I'll do it myself!"

Zhou Fu glanced at his Majesty, and saw that he did not object, he waved his hand and signaled the palace servant to retreat.

The villain did not eat quickly or was not particular, so he quickly ate a mouthful of oil.

After Su Yijun simply rinsed his mouth, he glanced at the little man who was eating happily. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes fell on Su Jingqin again: "Jingqin, have you figured out how to make a quibble?"

Su Jingqin: “…”

"Father, my son knows that he is wrong." Su Jingqin lowered her head and knew that things had come to this point would be useless. It would be better to admit her mistakes obediently.

"Well..." Su Yijun responded, his eyes faintly passing through the little man, as if he had remembered something, and said, "It's about to be August fifteenth, right?"

Su Jingqin was stunned. Wasn’t she still talking about her homework last second?

When the father asked this, would he not pursue the matter?

No one answered the words when they were thrown out, and Su Yijun's face suddenly became gloomy. Zhou Fu shook the scene aside and smoothed out: "It's Your Majesty..."

No matter how stupid Zhou Fu was, he understood his own majesty's meaning. He glanced at the villain who continued to fight against the chicken legs, and then said: "August 15th is the day for family reunion. The prince and the prince of Ding'an are going to return to Beijing to report their duties."

Su Yijun's narrow eyes darkened, and his eyes fell on the villain: "Since it is a day for family reunion, I will allow Su Jiu to attend the dinner."

After eating a chicken leg, Su Jiu burped her breasts and heard her name, looking at Su Yijun with a confused look on her face.

"Jiujiu, you want to thank you." Su Jingqin reminded from the gap between her teeth.

Su Jiu reacted and said 'Oh': "Thank you uncle."

“…”

Su Yijun's face turned completely dark, her eyes were dark and deep, and the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

"Your Majesty/Father calms down!"

Before Su Yijun could speak, the people in the hall knelt in a huge crowd, and Su Jingqin pulled the hem of the villain's skirt.

Su Jiu was stunned for a moment, her round apricot eyes were full of confusion, and she thanked her. Why is this stinky uncle angry again?

"Don't rest ashamed of your anger, Jiu, Jiu, Jiu's child is rude, don't blame me!" Su Jingqin pulled Su Jiu behind her, as if he, the father, was a monster who could eat children.

Thinking of this, Su Yijun's face became even more gloomy.

Su Jiu didn't understand, but clearly saw that Su Yijun was really angry. After thinking about it, he walked out from behind Su Jingqin, walked to Su Yijun with his short legs, and raised his little head.

Su Yijun was too tall, and the little man's little head was almost sticking out, and he could barely see Su Yijun's chin, stretched out his little hand to grab the hem of his clothes, and shook it: "Uncle, don't be angry~"

Su Yijun lowered her eyes, her face turned cold, and her cold eyes flashed through her little breasts' fleshy hands.

Zhou Fu was shocked. His Majesty has always had a cleanliness habit and is extremely unhappy to touch him. This nine princess...

Zhou Fu looked at Xiao Tuanzi worriedly.

The palace fell into a dead silence.

Su Jingqin was trembling with fear. Seeing that her father was not talking, she gritted her teeth and was about to plead, when she heard her father snorting coldly.

Su Yijun pulled away his clothes and turned away under the fearful and puzzled eyes of everyone.

at the same time.

[Ding! Su Yijun's blackening value -1, current blackening value: 89.]

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!