Jiang Yingcheng ran patter-patter over to her beautiful Imperial Father, anxiously urging him to hurry and take her little hand.
Only when her round, chubby little hand rested in his warm palm did she let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that she had regained her courage.
Jiao Hongmiao, who had watched the whole thing: "..."
It felt as though something sharp had stabbed him in the heart, hurting so badly he could barely breathe!
Jiang Yingcheng hid behind her beautiful Imperial Father, peeking out with big eyes like black grapes, and greeted him in her sweet little voice. "Uncle Jiao, Chengcheng is so happy to see you!"
Jiao Hongmiao: "..."
With a wooden expression, Jiao Hongmiao cupped his fist in salute, forced a smile, and looked at the little girl. "Uncle is very happy too..."
But Little Highness, are you really happy?!
Jiang Yingcheng's gaze wandered, and her other little hand clutched the hem of her beautiful Imperial Father's robe.
[Waaah, there it is again, there it is again!]
That scary expression was back!
Jiao Hongmiao really wanted to flee.
But an imperial command could not be defied, so he could only rack his brains to slip into the little girl's sightseeing party and distract her as much as possible.
"Speaking of which, Uncle happened to come to the Lantern Festival alone today, and I was just feeling bored. Would Chengcheng like to keep Uncle company?" Jiao Hongmiao softened his voice, doing his best to make his expression look normal.
Jiang Yingcheng poked her little head out a bit farther. "Alone?"
Her round eyes scanned the space around Jiao Hongmiao several times. Sure enough, she saw no companions behind him.
Realization dawned on Jiang Yingcheng. [Ooh, ooh, ooh-]
*[No wonder Uncle's expression is so stiff! It's because he