Under the hint of the little guy's "eyelid cramps", the onlookers suppressed the urge to blast out all the Beiming "beanbags", took a few steps forward, and pushed the group of people back.
Their cub is addicted to playing tricks, what else can they do?
Of course I could only join in the performance with tears in my eyes!
With the tacit cooperation of everyone, no one revealed the little guy's true identity, and the soldiers responsible for escorting the Imperial Prince princesses were briefly stabilized.
Jiang Yingcheng nodded with satisfaction, and in the blink of an eye, he made a follow-up plan.
She completely failed to notice the strange color on her Zhili brother's face, and rushed forward angrily. "Is it you?!"
She pointed to Guan Xiqiao opposite and said plausibly, "You were the one closest to Chengcheng just now, you must have pinched Chengcheng!"
Guan Xiqiao suddenly stopped crying to Guan Zhili, turned his head, and looked at the little guy in front of him who he had never seen before.
She is about the same age as him, with fair and delicate skin, and round cheeks on both sides, which makes you want to reach out and pinch her to try the feel.
The material of the clothes is not the best, but it is clean and tidy. The bun on the top of the head is a bit loose and crooked, but there are several furry hair accessories on it. It can be seen that the other party has tried his best to dress the little guy.
It looked like it was well taken care of.
Guan Xiqiao quickly came to the conclusion in the bottom of his heart--
The little guy's background is not considered good, so even though he has grown up to this size, he has never appeared on formal occasions.
Even people like Guan Zhili are respected for two days in a year.
But it seems like he grew up being pampered.
It must have been born from Palace Maid.
His eyes fell on the little guy's face and he looked at it carefully.
The little guy's eyes were moist and sparkling, with a light that didn't understand the world. He was ignorant and... annoying.
Guan Xiqiao raised the corners of his lips almost invisibly.
Such people are much easier to deal with than the group of people behind them.
He raised his head, looked past the little guy in front of him, and looked straight at Guan Zhili behind her, with a look of tears on his face. "Brother, Xiqiao doesn't..."
As he said this, a tear slowly slipped out of the corner of his eye. "Chengcheng doesn't like Xiqiao?"
He raised his hand to cover the gloom in his eyes.
In the past, he often cried.
For the fallen flowers in the garden, for the palace people who were punished, for the birds that occasionally fell in the yard, and were shot down from the sky by others.
But these were all to consolidate his compassionate image among everyone. Never before had he had to shed tears just to seek protection from people he looked down on in the past.
Guan Zhili:"..."
Guan Zhili:"... Actually--"
After all, Guan Xiqiao brought him a few precious memories in the miserable past, and the things mentioned in the little guy's strange voice were too bizarre. Although he couldn't tell for a while, the balance in his heart was still more or less in favor of his younger brother.
"Wow--" the childish voice interrupted Guan Zhili's words again.
Jiang Yingcheng suddenly bent down, got closer to Guan Xiqiao, and looked up to see the expression on his face. "Are you really crying?"
After seeing the tears hanging on the opponent's cheeks clearly, Jiang Yingcheng took a few steps back with a look of disgust on his face: "Hey--"
"Brother, it's so embarrassing--"
The little crying bag completely forgot that there were many Uncle here who had witnessed her growth process. When the tea was fragrant, she opened her mouth and said, "Chengcheng didn't cry even after being pinched. Brother, are you crying now?!"
Wei Clan:"..."
Shadow Guard in the corner. "..."
Guan Xiqiao The curve of the corners of his lips froze, and his body froze for a moment before shaking violently.
Angry.
But when he raised his head again, there was no look of displeasure on his face. He could only say helplessly, "Brother Emperor..."
In any case, this little guy named "Chengcheng" has successfully caught up with Guan Zhili and is exempted from going to jail with them. He has to escape from danger before he can compete with this little guy again.
Guan Xiqiao thought clearly, but Jiang Yingcheng on the other side never thought of settling the matter.
Jiang Yingcheng, who was standing well, suddenly swayed, took two steps back in vain, and fell straight back. "Ah!!"
Guan Zhili, who was standing behind her, felt nervous and quickly took two steps forward to stop the little guy from falling.
--I almost fell down with him!
This little guy looks soft and cute, but how can he be such a solid cub?!
[Zhili brother is no good, he can't even catch Chengcheng's...]Jiang Yingcheng complained to 007 in his heart skillfully.
Guan Zhili:"..."
Guan Zhili suddenly burst out with a burst of divine power, lifted the little guy off the ground, and carefully helped him stand up.
"Huh... huh--" After breathing for a while, Guan Zhili finally found his voice, "Are you okay--huh?"
He was speechless again.
In such a short period of time when he looked back, the little guy who had just been complaining about him in his heart shed tears without any warning?!
Did you say you don't like to cry?!
After practicing her acting skills for such a long time, Jiang Yingcheng has already figured out the most endearing way to cry--
She lowered her head in grievance, with tears rolling down her eyes. She raised her head several times to look into her brother Zhili's eyes, but hesitated to speak. Then, as if she had finally made a difficult decision, she whispered, "Brother Xiqiao recommends Chengcheng..."
Guan Zhili raised his head in confusion and looked at the equally confused Guan Xiqiao opposite him. His eyes wandered half a circle and finally landed on his slightly raised hand. "You..."
Guan Xiqiao angrily defended. "I'm not! I didn't!!"
"She was the one who suddenly stepped forward and took my hand!"
"Xiqiao would not do such a thing. Brother Huang, would you trust Xiqiao, right?!"
He had never been so wronged before, and he suddenly no longer cared about his hard-working image, and looked fiercely in the direction of the little guy--
Huh?!
Guan Xiqiao's heart was ringing with alarm bells.
Little guy... where are you looking sneakily?!
He turned his head suspiciously, looked past the crowd of followers surrounding him, and looked straight into the eyes of the palace man lying on the ground further behind.
The moment he remembered that person's identity, Guan Xiqiao's scalp tightened, and layers of sweat immediately appeared on his back. Occasionally, when the breeze blew, he could feel the chill that penetrated into his bones.
No!
That person must not have the guts--
"Ah!!"
Fu Gui pointed with trembling fingers at Guan Xiqiao in the middle of the storm, and his high-pitched voice seemed to scratch everyone's minds.
"Ninth Imperial Prince Don't believe him! He was the one who ordered his slaves to put medicine in your food!!"