Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine

Xiaobao held Jin's neck and would not give up.

Even if King Jin had to leave, he wouldn't give up, no matter how Yao Niang persuaded, it didn't work. The little guy seemed to be determined to kill his father.

In particular, he laughed innocently, showing only four Xiaomi teeth. Even if he was as hard-hearted as King Jin, he couldn't bear to pull his son down with force.

In fact, he also enjoyed this feeling, especially after seeing more scenes where Xiaobao had always only liked to stick to Yao Niang, such a little treasure seemed to make up for the depression in his heart.

Mr. Liu Da, they have already come, and Fucheng urged twice, waiting for King Jin to discuss the matter in the past.

Fucheng took the rattle and the small Trojan, and coaxed Xiaobao on the side. Xiaobao just looked at him and didn't let go.

King Jin stood up, "He will not come down, he will not come down." He said to Yao Niang, "I will come back later." Then he hung a small sloth around his neck and went out.

Along the way, countless people have turned their attention to each other, wanting to see but dare not look at it, the scene is awkward.

Jin Wang has always been a temper who doesn't care about the eyes of others. This time, it is inevitable that he will be a little embarrassed. In the front yard study, there were already a lot of people in it, all of which were the confidantes brought by King Jin this time.

At the first sight of King Jin's appearance, Tairan was as comfortable as Mr. Liu Da, and the fan in his hand accidentally slipped off, and hurriedly picked it up.

It wasn't until Fucheng winked around, the talents regained their composure, and the King of Jin sat down after the case.

He patted Xiaobao's ass, "Sit down."

It's strange, too, that Xiao Bao could even understand his hand, and he sat down on his knees, his eyes curiously froze on the faces of the people below.

Mr. Black said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, your baby's head looks smart."

Mr. He is indeed Mr. Hei, and every exit is a Shu dialect. King Jin has been with him for many years and understands what he means. This is a boast of Xiaobao's cleverness.

Mr. Liu Da also nodded: "This son looks like an early wise man, and his future is boundless."

And others have all said in a serious manner about praises to Xiaobao, even if the face is as thick as Xiaobao, can not help but blush. Afraid of showing too much emotion and attracting people's attention, he turned his head and buried his face in Jin's arms.

"Well, let's be serious." Jin Wangqing Qing throated.

The proceedings began quickly.

Most of them are about the changes of the princes of the various parties and what they have said and said. These so-called changes are only trivial words, and they are all nail spies buried in various places in the King's Mansion. Gather up the intelligence. Extremely trivial, and what these aides and Jin Wang did was to look at the overall situation, pick out useful things from them, connect them together, and get useful information.

Like Mr. Liu Da, Mr. Hei, and Li Maotian, he usually analyzes and classifies these intelligences at Jin Wang's Mansion, and after cross talks, he presents useful things to Jin Wang. King Jin occasionally asked the following to pass up the information, to look at in his spare time.

This is different from the confrontation between the two armies on the battlefield. The enemy is strong and the enemy is weak at a glance. Even if the two armies confront each other, there will be various schemes of fraudulent enemies, not to mention this confrontation of thousands of miles apart. And the enemy secretly knows that no one knows who will do what to whom, after all, there are too many enemies.

Just like this time, you can detect several changes, but no matter how you dig, you can't figure out what the other party wants to do.

"People pay close attention to King An. He likes to fish in troubled waters most. He and the Zhou family ... and the king of the king. He has always stayed out of the way, but the king does not believe that he has no idea. After all, he is the same as the protagonist. The king focuses on watching There is always a feeling in this king that he will have trouble this time, and ... "

There was silence in the room, only Jin Wang's magnetic voice circling.

At this moment, the voice of a baby girl sounded sternly: "Zeng, great-grandmother ..."

Milky and milky, full of cute voices, while King Jin continued to talk, he patted him. I thought it was Xiaobao's disobedience, and when I heard the adults speak, I wanted to say it myself.

"... Mr. Huang, don't be positive for the time being, if you can avoid it, don't fight for a while ..."

"Great-grandfather ..." Xiao Bao couldn't wait for Xiaobao to rip out these four words, but Jin Wang was welcomed to take him a little **** and continue talking.

Fucheng squatted next to King Jin's legs and whispered to him, "Is the young master bored, old Fu hold you out for fun?"

Xiaobao stared at Fucheng's old face, feeling very depressed, snorted, and turned his head.

After a few moves, he would play in the book case, and Jin Wang would also play for him. He dragged the rice paper in the book case, and while King Jin was talking to his subordinates, he looked at him from the corner of his eyes. Xuan paper was brought in, and Xiaobao went to wash the pen again, fearing that his clothes would be wet. Jin Wang raised his hand and took a small paperweight from the book case and put it in front of him.

Xiaobao poked twice with his finger in depression, still reaching out to get enough things, Mr. Liu Da saw a serious Jin King a few times below, no different from the past.

Calm, cold, and indifferent, there are no waves in the narrow and long eyes, no waves at all. Even the clothes I wore are the black colors that I usually wear, that is, there is a baby girl in front of me.

A baby girl wearing duck egg blue cotton jacket and trousers, fat and fair-faced, looks handsome, looks like a dad when he grows up.

This milk child is a little naughty, struggling like a little turtle in a book case, using both hands and feet. He seemed to want to get something, and his face was a little red because it was too hard.

In fact, some people have seen that he wants to take the wolf pen on the platform next to him, and there is even an urge to walk over and pass it to him. Fucheng also saw it, but he was afraid that Xiaobao would stain his clothes, even Jin King's clothes, so he took a very considerate step forward, opened the platform, and completely lost Xiaobao's thoughts.

what!

Xiaobao yelled angrily, Fucheng lowered his voice and said, "My little man, this is not fun. The old slave gave you a clean one." Busyly holding a pen and a soft wolf in his pen holder he.

But he wanted ink on it!

Xiaobao felt powerless for a while.

He wanted to get closer to the Emperor in order to hear more news. After all, his mother was an inner housewife, and she was turning around in the inner house every day. She didn't know or know what was going on outside.

After I knew it, when I heard the father and several staff members talking, he was more sure of his previous thoughts. Certain things would happen before and after the grandfather's birthday, and he felt that others would want to start with his father. Never head-on, but choose a relatively weak link.

His mother is one of them, as is the Ningguo government.

Xiaobao even heard King Jin's order to arrange to stare to death the courtyard where he and his mother lived, but he did not hear the arrangement of the Ningguo government.

Did the father think that Ning Guogong had his own arrangements, or was it because of his confidence in his great-grandfather and second grandfather? But you know, when is the closest betrayal to your closest relatives and the most doubtful betrayal.

So he panicked, he couldn't hide his origins, and wanted to give a warning.

But no one listened to him, only when he was a dentist, and because of the physical limitations of Xiaobao, there was no way to say too long, or even some words were unclear, so he moved to write.

After some hard work, but was destroyed by Fucheng, he was particularly discouraged, and realized that his thoughts were still too reckless. Not to mention whether he can control his hand to write now, who writes like ghosts, who can recognize it.

It seems that he has to find another way.

Xiaobao Jing thought about his own mind, but for outsiders, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

A milk doll was discouraged and frustrated, not to mention how cute it was. If it weren't for the moment, I'm afraid the following self-proclaimed staff members would also come up to hug him and coax him.

Why didn't you find a milk doll so cute before?

Mr. Liu Da and Li Maotian were both fathers. What do they remember when their son was so old? It seems to be very busy, even if I occasionally spend time at home, I only feel that the crotch is really noisy and the sound of magic is piercing.

King Jin glanced at Fucheng, faintly condemned.

Fucheng feels so wronged, Your Highness, but I think for you. If the little master is not sensible and holds a brush to doodle, draw a few ink marks on your face, your famous name of life

For the next time, Xiaobao has always been very quiet and obedient, as if listening to the adults seriously, and it seems that he is too far-fetched.

King Jin couldn't get used to it, and glanced at Fucheng. Fucheng was unknown at first, so he quickly responded, and people brought Xiao Xiaobao's favorite rice cake. King Jin twisted it from the dish and silently handed it to him.

Xiaobao picked it up, and was angry and wanting to laugh, biting Xiaomi cake bite by bite.

After eating two, the water came.

King Jin would feed the baby and drink water. He had practiced several times while in the canyon, but at that time it was someone ’s cub, and now it is his own cub, obviously his hands and feet are much lighter.

The slender palm was stable, and the small tea cup was tilted halfway to feed Xiaobao to drink water. Xiaobao grunted and sipped two times, pushing it with his small hand. He put the tea cup aside and pulled a piece of parcel out of his sleeve to wipe the corner of his mouth.

He looked up and saw that everyone was looking at himself. King Jin looked calm and said, "Continue ..."

This scene lasted for nearly one and a half hours, and there were still some things to discuss, but when seeing Bao Baozhen, the King of Jin did not think about it again.

Ordered to discuss again in the evening, King Jin took Xiaobao back to the backyard.

After Princess Jin came back, I heard that King Jin was holding Xiaobao to the front yard today. Nowadays, he is particular about holding his grandson instead of his son. He has never seen any big man hold a baby without giving up.

In the palace, I can understand that Jin King probably wanted to show the affection of his father and son and deliberately showed it to Emperor Hong Jing. But now it's in his own mansion. Who needs to show it to? If you don't think about it, you must like it until you can't do it.

Princess Jin was uneasy at first, and when she heard of it, she felt even worse.

Reporting to Princess Jin was Ms. Zhou, and now the matter has spread throughout the government, and it is almost an anecdote. Not many people will not say that King Jin is so incoherent, only that Mrs. Su is favored, and even her son-in-law is also loved by her Highness, or just because of Her Highness' attitude towards her, Mrs. Su is not worried about her life.

Why not worry about this? It goes without saying that the princess has not been pregnant for many years. If we could have it, we should have had it. Now Mrs. Su is the first one and she is born a big boy, maybe she has a second boy in her stomach.

Taking advantage of these years of hard work, the father and the son have shown affection, not to mention that the princess cannot give birth, even if it can, the day lily is cold. This huge King of Jin's house could not decide who will be in charge.

Mother Zhou kept nagging in front of Princess Jin, and she put it on before. But this time, she couldn't pretend, and reprimanded: "Mom, you can't believe how you say this outside. Maybe it was Xu Yueru or Liu Fangfei's deliberate rumors, and she wanted to excite Benfei and Su. Fight! "

Mother Zhou disagreed especially: "Whether it was deliberately provoked or not, but this is always true. Honger saw it with her own eyes and came back to tell her slaves. Princess, you can't continue to argue like this in the future ..."

"Okay, stop talking, go on!"

"princess……"

"Go on. Ziyan, let her go!"

This is the first time that Princess Jin has turned her face towards Mother Zhou like this. She is extremely unacceptable. Her old face is ashes, her lips are closed, and she goes silently with purple smoke.

"Mother-in-law, mother is too worried about you," Zi Yan said on the side.

Before it was changed, these purples never inserted such mouths, but today they said this. So, they all feel that the situation is so serious that they must do something?

Princess Jin was at a loss.