The cubs assigned by the empire are a bit cute

Jiang Muhan walked up and down the bedroom with the crying child in his arms, while listening to the little guy complaining to himself:

"Idiot pull out!!!"

"I'm looking for my aunt"

"Why isn't my aunt coming home... woo woo woo"

"I don't want Baba... Baba can't do anything well..."

The maids listened to the movement in the bedroom with trepidation.

A maid pressed her ear to the door, listened for a while, and whispered, "Your Majesty seems to be coaxing His Highness."

"Your Majesty is not angry, is he? I am so worried, what will happen if Your Majesty becomes impatient?"

"No, no, His Majesty likes His Royal Highness very much, he will not be angry, besides..."

If you want to be angry, your Highness must be angry!

The maids replaced His Royal Highness, all angry and laughing, how can there be such a father who blows his hair and restyles it.

Koukou has never been so sad, his small mouth screamed, and when he complained that he was out of breath, his father gave him two sips of water.

With big wet eyes and a small red nose, he is simply the poorest little cub in the world.

After drinking the water to moisten his throat, Koukou wanted to continue crying, but he was a little embarrassed, so he stared at his father with his mouth puckered, and wriggled out of his arms.

Jiang Muhan wiped the tears off his face for him, and when he didn't pay attention, he saw that he moved extremely quickly, crawling to the head of the bed with hands and feet, putting away all the neatly lined up dolls, hugging his little arms tightly before climbing into the small bed inside.

The little guy sat on the small bed, crying and putting the dolls away one by one, then pulled up the quilt to cover himself, and lay down on his side with his back facing his father in aggrieved way, sucking his nose from time to time .

One person staged a whole set of bitter scenes.

Jiang Muhan stepped forward, bent down and continued to wipe his tears: "Koukou, are you going to sleep? Are you going to sleep alone? Do you want to sleep with me on the big bed?"

Koukou pulled up the quilt with his small paws, retracted his small head, and covered his head completely.

There was only loose, unkempt hair on the little pillow of silk.

Jiang Muhan couldn't help laughing.

How could such a ridiculous thing happen?

Just when he was about to touch his hair, a small hand suddenly stretched out, wiped the messy hair, and put the hair into the quilt.

There was a small round ball arched on the small bed, apparently curled up with the button in it hugging the calf, no matter how cute it looked.

Jiang Muhan simply bent down and hugged him, including him and the quilt: "Sleep with me."

"I don't want it!" There was a weak protest like a kitten from under the quilt, and a little foot moved through the quilt.

Jiang Muhan carried him to his bed, and then covered part of it with a big quilt: "Koukou, I apologize to you, don't you want to be angry?"

When I heard him say that my father was not good just now, I felt quite uncomfortable.

The little guy was such an unfamiliar brat, he was so kind to him during the day, but in the end he only wanted his aunt and grandma for a little thing.

The button in the small quilt hugged his head, stopped crying, and said in a low voice: "Then you change my hair back! I will... I will forgive you."

"..."

Jiang Muhan thought it would be okay to wash his hair again, but after all, it is not suitable for children to wash his hair twice a day, "It will change back when I wash my hair after a day. Really, I didn't lie to you."

Koukou felt aggrieved: "What about tomorrow?"

I also want to see Uncle, many guards and maids standing guard, and when he thinks of this, he collapses again.

A four-year-old heart cannot bear such a huge setback and blow.

Jiang Muhan lay on the bed, hugging him in his arms: "Wrap it in a small hat so you can't see it, it's okay, no one dares to laugh at you, if they laugh at you, I will let them go home and not let them stay here any longer on."

Koukou ignored him, turned around under the quilt, and pointed his little butt at Dad.

Jiang Muhan wrapped his arms around his small body, it was very warm and comfortable to hold in his arms.

"What story did my aunt tell you at night? I'll tell you a fairy tale, do you want to hear it?"

"No."

Jiang Muhan said kindly: "Then tell me about the interesting things about the cultivation center? Don't you have a good friend, Xiao Jin? Don't you want to tell me about him?"

"I don't want to say either!"

Koukou is still sulking, he decides not to talk to his father, nor to call him father, he is a kid who keeps his word.

"Button?"

When Koukou heard the sound, he was separated from himself by the thin quilt. He covered his ears and muttered, "Koukou has fallen asleep."

Still angry.

Jiang Muhan seemed to see a little guy with a round face so angry that his ears and nostrils were smoking, which was kind of cute.

He patted his little body: "Okay, then I'll go to bed too, good night, Koukou."

Button twisted the little butt, and hugged the little doll in his arms: "Humph!"

Jiang Muhan thought for a while: "Tomorrow morning, I will choose a nice baby hat for you. Cover your hair so you won't be able to see it. Don't be angry and go to bed early."

Kou Kou said: When my aunt comes home, he must tell my aunt as soon as possible that Dad is really a super invincible stupid!

Well, although he can fly a plane, he is still very stupid.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Muhan felt that the atmosphere was a little weird before he woke up.

There seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him.

Jiang Muhan opened his eyes vigilantly, and met a pair of big eyes that were clear and bright but with a little resentment.

Koukou was wearing a small quilt, kneeling beside him and staring at him.

After a night of rest, the messy hair has completely turned into a bird's nest.

With a half-smile, Jiang Muhan put his arms around the little guy and rubbed it.

"Good morning."

Koukou stuffed the little baby cap into his hand, pointed to his own hair, the facial features on his little face were almost wrinkled together.

Jiang Muhan saw that the little guy didn't seem to want to talk to him, but he got up first, opened the light blue baby hat and put it on his little head.

Koukou lowered his head, pinched the two laces with his little fingers, and twisted them himself, but he couldn't tie them.

Jiang Muhan helped him tie a bow, and rubbed his hair wrapped in a soft hat: "Okay, I can't see it anymore."

Koukou looked up, pawed at the little bangs on his forehead, turned around and got off the bed without saying a word.

Jiang Muhan grabbed the waistband of his panties.

Koukou's two feet shook, his small body was held back and he couldn't move, he turned his head to look at his father, his big bright eyes seemed to be saying silently: Let go!Otherwise I will cry!

Jiang Muhan was unmoved.

He wanted to say something to relieve the somewhat stiff atmosphere, but in the next second, he saw the little guy start to push down his pants in front of him, took off his pajama pants on the bed, and got down with his bare short legs. bed.

Jiang Muhan didn't know that when the little guy was sulking, he would be clever by the way.

He ran to knock on the door, and the voice called out sweetly: "Sister, sister, I have to brush my teeth!"

A few days ago, it was Auntie Axu who brushed his teeth for him, but these days, he was looking for the maid sister, yes!

The maid outside the door came in, greeted Jiang Muhan and went to wash up with Koukou in her arms.

Jiang Muhan lay on the bed rubbing the center of his brows, and while rubbing, he unconsciously curled his lips into a relaxed smile.

Long busy days just got a lot more fun.

It's just that the little guy seems to really follow the principle of "never speak". After washing, he ran out aggressively all the way, ran to the door as if thinking of something, and ran back again, hugging the girl from last night. The little duck doll that has been sleeping in his arms ran out again.

The big eyes didn't look directly at Dad at all.

The maid led the cute little Highness to the restaurant, grabbed his soft little hand, and asked softly, "Your Highness, aren't you waiting for His Majesty?"

"No." Koukou shook his head, with too much force, the lace under his chin was thrown up.

Jiang Muhan walked behind them, his footsteps were louder, and the little guy in front quickly ran forward with his feet crossed, as if he was going to catch up.

When having breakfast, one large and one small occupy both ends of the long table, and three bouquets of flowers are placed in the center of the long table, blocking the sight of both parties.

Koukou sat in the baby chair, looking at the flowers in front of him, he felt very pleasing to the eye and beautiful, just enough to block the stupid father.

Jiang Muhan picked up the water glass to drink, coughed lightly, and asked, "Koukou, are you going to the meeting with me today? Or are you playing at home alone?"

Koukou faced the milk glass in front of him, and made a bubbly sound with a serious face: "Gulu Gulu, Gulu Gululu."

Among the maids standing on both sides, two couldn't hold back the "poof", their smiles were particularly obvious, and their shoulders trembled slightly after covering their mouths.

Jiang Muhan: ...

The leading maid waved her hands and gave them a wink to leave quickly.She stepped forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, your Highness may not have heard, you..."

Jiang Muhan put down the water glass, pushed away the chair, walked in front of the little guy, and rubbed the top of his head with his palm: "You won't talk to me today?"

Koukou took two sips of the milk cup with his little hands, "grunt and mumble", then turned to the other side and stretched out his arms to the maid sister: "Sister, hold me down, I'll eat~"

The maid was in a dilemma.

The little Highness actually got into a fight with His Majesty?How can this be done?

Jiang Muhan reached out and hugged him from behind.

Kou Kou didn't say anything, but still happily jumped forward and grabbed the maid's sister's finger: "Sister, let's go pick flowers."

Seeing this, Jiang Muhan raised his hand to check the time. He had to go to the council hall for a routine meeting in the morning, and raised his chin slightly to the maid, telling her to do what the little guy said.

Today's weather is not good, with patches of dark clouds suspended in the sky, blocking the sun.

As soon as Koukou entered the garden, it was a little cold, and the morning breeze was cool.

The maid hurriedly asked the little Highness to wait in the room first, and asked someone to fetch a burqa to wrap around her shoulders, and carefully wrapped the little body before taking it into the garden.

Button loves the umbrella-shaped burqa, which also has a hood with little arms poking out of a tiny hole.

He only stretched out one finger to scratch the back of the maid's sister's hand, and immediately hid his little hand, laughing like a little idiot.

One maid was holding the vase, and the other maid was in charge of cutting the flower branches, and when the little highness said which one he liked, he would cut it off and put it in the vase.

Koukou held her sister's hand, raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at the sky: "Sister, will it rain today?"

At this time, there was a thick dark cloud in the sky that happened to cover the sun, only a faint golden light leaked from the edge, like the sun setting a golden edge on the dark cloud.

The maid said: "It will rain at noon or in the afternoon, we won't play outside when it rains."

Koukou nodded obediently, and kept raising his small chin to observe the dark clouds. He always felt something familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

The maid squatted beside the little highness, and also looked up to observe: "What's the matter, little highness? What did you see?"

His mouth puckered suddenly, he remembered what he looked like, like his hair that was blown tousled last night.

He blew a big breath in his mouth angrily, and then "breathed" it out forcefully!

It's so annoying, why even Wu Yun is laughing at him!

Koukou quickly took the maid's hand, "Sister, sister, let's go back, we don't want to pick flowers!"

The maid didn't follow His Royal Highness's train of thought, and just led him in first.

council hall.

It was almost noon, but Jiang Muhan was still stuck here listening to a dozen old ministers rambling about the rules and etiquette in Shengmei Palace.

The regular meeting was already boring enough, but because of his "high-profile behavior" yesterday, the old guys seemed to have found something to talk about and tried to persuade him endlessly.

"Your Majesty, the rules of Shengmei Palace cannot be broken. Your words and deeds represent the royal family of the Henghai Empire. How can you follow the little prince's willfulness?"

"Now the people are discussing His Majesty and the little prince, and there are many speculations, which are not good for His Majesty and the little prince."

"Yes, I heard that His Majesty went directly to the Imperial Cub Breeding Center yesterday morning, which is also against the rules..."

Jiang Muhan sat in the center of the horseshoe-shaped conference table.

With his long and narrow eyes, he looked around these council members casually, his expression was like some kind of ferocious beast resting temporarily, gathering strength, looking for the right opportunity to pounce on it and kill it.

Those in front of him are all the old nobles who have held the parliament since his father and even his grandfather, and now they are relying on the old to sell the old, and they are getting more and more arrogant.

Jiang Muhan was not the eldest son of the previous supreme ruler. Behind his supremacy was a bloodless power struggle within the Jiang family's royal family. The years-long struggle naturally included a secret rivalry between the new nobles and the old nobles. .

After Jiang Muhan became the supreme ruler, the old aristocrats who relied on hereditary titles followed the old ways, while the new aristocrats who relied on military exploits and strength secretly devoted themselves to reforming the past.

What Jiang Muhan has done in the past few years is obviously on the side of the new aristocracy, and even directly represents the new aristocracy's influence, which directly weakens and damages the interests of the old aristocrats to some extent.

Although the old aristocratic ministers who controlled the parliament and were hard to get rid of for a while had resentment in their hearts, they did not oppose Jiang Muhan publicly, and only dared to beat him on trivial matters.

However, the members present at the meeting thought that this young ruler would never really dare to shake the power of the nobles. In fact, Jiang Muhan had long thought of uprooting them, but the time was not yet ripe.

At this time, amidst the chattering conversation, there was a clear knock on the door.

"Crack-pump-"

It was like a weak little hand was knocking on the door.

"Snapped--"

An old man closest to the door took off his reading glasses and turned his head angrily: "Who is so bold?! This is Shengmei Palace, why are there so many rules?!"

Jiang Muhan frowned and turned to look at the door.

The two guards pushed open the door and replied tremblingly: "Your Majesty, Your Highness said, said..."

He looked at the situation inside and said softly, "It's time for you to have lunch."

For the first time in his life, Jiang Muhan smiled sincerely in the solemn and solemn parliament hall.

Dozens of people around the table looked at each other in blank dismay, and the old voices of persuasion continued one after another: "Your Majesty, this is too unruly for your Highness." "Your Majesty, you need to hire more teachers for your Highness."

Jiang Muhan ignored these noisy voices, and asked the guard, "Where is your Highness?"

As soon as the words were finished, a big-eyed and cute baby wearing a baby hat quietly revealed his face from behind the guard, looking at his father from a distance.

He didn't talk to his father, he asked the brother guard to talk to him just now!

Jiang Muhan waved: "Come here."

Koukou twisted his little body, so he didn't want it.

He pursed his lower lip and shook his little head vigorously, expressing his clear stand and attitude.

Seeing his small appearance, Jiang Muhan guessed that if he stepped forward, the little guy would definitely run away.

He pointed at a minister casually and said to him, "Come here, there is someone here who wants to meet you."

"Huh?" Koukou looked in curiously, and when he realized that he was making a sound, he quickly covered his small mouth and looked carefully with his big eyes.

Jiang Muhan sat down comfortably: "Come in and have a look."

Koukou moved a small step in, and his little curiosity made him approach the big conference table step by step.

Everyone saw His Majesty and His Highness playing like this, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

As soon as Koukou got close to the table, he realized that it was too high, he couldn't see all the strange uncles at all, and he was a little shy, so he turned around and ran away.

As a result, he was stopped by an arm that suddenly lay in front of him.

Before Koukou could make a complaint, he was hugged on the conference table. After his two little feet were firmly planted, the arms around his waist disappeared.

For a moment, Koukou became the tallest person standing in the audience, looking down on all the grandpas and uncles with a pair of bright eyes.

For the first time, the council hall fell into unprecedented silence.

This may be the only time in the history of the Henghai Empire that someone is above so many powerful officials.

Every minister's heart was filled with a sense of absurdity, and some even took off their presbyopic glasses, thinking that they had made a mistake.

Koko blinked her innocent eyes, not knowing what was going on, she moved her little feet and turned to her father.

Dad is actually laughing, how can this be? !

Koukou stomped his little feet unconsciously, and made a clear "bang bang" sound on the table. He was startled, hurriedly held his feet, stretched out his hand to his father, and pouted——

Hurry up and hold me down!Bad dad!

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