Cute and soft group pet the little emperor [Qing wear]

Fortunately, Yinfeng dodged in time, and was far enough away from him at this moment, so he survived.

Zhao Zhao felt her face was wet, so she stretched out her little hand to wipe it on her face.

Yinfeng saw that the little guy in front of him had three beard-like marks on his left face, and he immediately leaned against the table and laughed.

"Uncle, what are you laughing at?" Zhao Zhao innocently raised his head and asked, ignorant of the miserable state on his face.

"It's nothing! Hahahaha~" Yinfeng laughed and his whole body twitched.

Realizing that something was wrong, Zhaozhao lowered his head, just in time to see the little hand that had turned pitch black.

Zhao Zhao subconsciously wiped the rice paper, looked at the extra small handprints on the rice paper, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be the only intact work painted by himself, it was to be used as a birthday gift, and now... was destroyed by himself Lost!

"Wow woo woo woo~ Zhao Zhao's birthday gift is gone! woo woo woo~"

Zhao Zhao, who had worked hard for a long time, couldn't hold back anymore, tears fell down, feeling wronged and distressed.

Seeing him crying pitifully, Yinreng thought it was funny, but at the same time he couldn't bear it, so he stepped forward and said a few words to calm his broken emotions.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, just draw a new one when there is nothing left, what's there to cry about? I'll just draw it for you, I didn't say anything, why did you cry first. "

"But Zhaozhao worked hard for a long time to make it~ woo~~" Zhaozhao's crying became quieter, but she was still very wronged and kept sobbing.

"On this one just now, although the border was not drawn, the ink is uneven in thickness and not up to the standard. If you take it out, people will know that you are drawing it, and they will say that you are opportunistic and not sincerely filial to your emperor Ma. Fa, do you think this is okay?"

"No... not good~" Zhao Zhao answered obediently while twitching.

"So, if it's ruined, it's ruined, and you have to continue to draw."

Yinfeng ordered the eunuch who was serving beside him: "Hurry up and fetch a basin of hot water to clean the hands and face of the little Huangsun."

When the hot water and towels arrived, Yinfeng even helped him to clean himself, but he kept the three marks on Zhaozhao's left face with a smirk.

"Okay, let's continue."

Zhao Zhao nodded obediently, climbed up to the chair just now and sat down, allowing his second uncle to take away the destroyed masterpiece in front of him, and put new words with only outlines on it.

Zhao Zhao picked up the small brush again, but this time he looked at his hand again, the brush was not very obedient, Zhao Zhao was too tired to use it, it is more convenient to use his hands~

So while the second uncle was drawing the outline and didn't notice his side, he threw the brush away, put his right hand into the inkstone full of ink, and stirred it.

Use your fingers to paint the blank space in the outline, the ink is even, and your hands are obedient, you can paint wherever you want, and you will never paint outside, the effect is excellent!

That being the case, Zhaozhao simply smeared everything with his hands dipped in ink.

When Yinreng found out that something was wrong, Zhaozhao could no longer see the hands on his body.

"Zhao Zhao! Are you eating ink?" Yin Reng frowned and asked the scruffy little guy in front of him.

Zhao Zhao opened a sweet little face, showing his small white teeth.

"Zhao Zhao didn't eat ink! Uncle, look quickly! Zhao Zhao succeeded again this time~"

Only then did Yinreng shift his gaze to the rice paper on the table. Although the little guy's method was a bit unrefined, I have to say that the effect was really good, much more pleasing to the eye than when he painted it with a brush.

"Okay, okay, let's do it!" Yinfeng hurriedly took this pretty good work to another table to dry, so as not to accidentally destroy it, and this little guy started dropping gold beans again.

Zhaozhao suddenly felt his nose itchy, so he scratched it with his right index finger, Yinfeng looked at the big ink dot on the tip of his nose, and thought: It’s so cute, let’s keep it, I hope the old man When you see it, the little guy can save a beating.

Good people do it to the end and send Buddha to the West.

Looking at the clean face on the right side of the little guy, Yinreng always felt that it was extremely disproportionate to his left side.

"Zhao Zhao, stretch out all the fingers of your right hand, and then don't move."

Zhao Zhao obeyed obediently, spread out his right hand, and then remained motionless.

Yinfeng held his right hand and wiped three strokes on the little guy's right cheek. He pinched the little guy's chin, turned left and right to examine it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, it's much better to look at it this way."

"What's better? Uncle, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing! I'll frame this birthday gift for you tonight, and then I'll ask Hong Xi to send it to the Qianqing Palace for you tomorrow afternoon. If you can come over after the family banquet in the evening, I'll give you another birthday gift."

"Okay! Zhao Zhao will definitely come! When Huang Mafa goes to the theater, I will come to see you! Uncle, don't fall asleep~" Zhao Zhao raised her head and smiled brightly.

Looking at the ink stains on his face, Yinreng found him more and more cute, and his eyes became softer.

"Understood, I will always wait for you to come over. I don't have any clothes for you to change here. You can go back to the Qianqing Palace and ask someone to change your clothes for you. Seeing that you are still obedient today, I will come again." Kindly remind you, quietly, don't let your emperor Mafa see you like this, remember?"

"Zhao Zhao remember it!"

"Go back quickly!"

Zhao Zhao looked at his dirty hands and asked, "Zhao Zhao wants to wash his hands before going back."

"No, you just go back and let them bathe you. You'll be clean after a soak. The most important thing now is to hurry back. If it's too late, it's easy for you to see Huang Mafa. I'm helping you, understand." ?"

Zhao Zhao nodded in confusion. Although he didn't understand it very well, his uncle's words had always made sense, so he blindly believed his words.

Zhao Zhao, who didn't have time to wash his hands and face, left Xian'an Palace directly, and got on the sedan chair back to Qianqing Palace.

But the more he was afraid of something, the more he would come. Zhao Zhao just stepped into the gate of the back hall, and bumped into Huang Mafa, and the two stared at each other.

Kangxi looked at the little guy in front of him, his face was stained with black ink, and his body was also covered with ink spots, but he was still wearing light-colored clothes today, it looked like he was rolling in an ink pool He got out and was taken out.

Kangxi, with twitching veins on his forehead, panted heavily, and asked him loudly: "Zhao Zhao! How did you make yourself into such a dirty mud monkey? Didn't I tell you to study at Yinfeng's? Are you running around again? Where did you go to play!"

Zhao Zhao was so frightened that his whole body trembled, and he shuddered suddenly. He secretly took a peek at Huang Mafa who was bursting into anger, and showed a flattering and cautious smile.

Then he ran a few steps forward, stretched out his hand to grab the hem of Huang Mafa's clothes and begged for forgiveness.

In this way, Kangxi saw at a glance his two pitch-black hands whose original skin color could not be seen clearly.

"Stop! Don't move!" Kangxi took a step back.

"Huang Mafa?" Zhao Zhao, who was a little hurt, noticed the disgust in Huang Mafa's eyes, and continued to move forward with his mouth curled up.

"Don't come here! Stand there for me!" Kangxi really didn't want his dragon robe to be stained with two small black handprints.

Zhao Zhao picked his hands, pouted in aggrieved manner, and stared at Huang Mafa with resentful eyes.

"Tell me, what did you do?"

Faced with Huang Mafa's questioning, Zhao Zhaogang wanted to say that he was preparing a birthday gift for him, but thought that tomorrow would be Huang Mafa's birthday, so he held back.

"Nothing~" The voice was small and pitiful.

"Then what's the matter with you looking so dirty that you seem to have rolled around in the mud? Tell me clearly!"

Kangxi felt that he couldn't let this little guy go on like this, it was too disgraceful, and it was too embarrassing to see a good fair and clean child suddenly turning into those little mud babies in the countryside.

"Zhao Zhao learns to write~" How wronged!I want to cry!Zhaozhao clearly became like this because of Huang Mafa, his hands are so tired this afternoon, and he still wants to be disgusted by Huang Mafa, hey~

"Learn to write? Then tell me, what character did you learn? Did you use yourself as a brush to dip in ink?"

The font Yinfeng wrote was in cursive script, and Zhaozhao didn't know what it was written at all, so he couldn't tell.

"No... I don't know!" Zhao Zhao was really about to cry out of grievance.

"I don't know? I think you are deceiving me! Is it because you are playful again? That's why you made your whole body into such a mess! You still don't admit it!"

Kangxi reprimanded the little guy angrily, mainly because when he left, he was a clean kid, and he became like this when he came back, and he couldn't accept it for a while.

"Zhao Zhao didn't!" It just didn't!

"How dare you speak stubbornly! Let me face the wall and think about the past! Stand for half an hour and reflect on your own mistakes!"

"Stand, just stand!" Zhaozhao angrily stood in the corner where he usually stood, stomping his little feet from time to time.

Kangxi saw that he was wrong and didn't know how to repent, and for a moment he thought that Yinfeng was like this when he was young. It was because of his repeated indulgence that he developed such a proud temperament when he grew up.

Zhaozhao is still young, and Kangxi doesn't want him to become like Yinreng in the future. Although he feels distressed, he still insists on making him stand for punishment.

Standing and standing, his feet began to ache, Zhaozhao quietly supported the wall with his hands to relieve the discomfort of his feet, and when he moved his little hands, he found two small black handprints of his own on the wall.

Now Zhaozhao panicked, Huang Mafa was already angry, and he even made the wall dirty, Huang Mafa wouldn't become even more angry!

"Wipe...it'll be fine~" Zhao Zhao whispered to himself.

So he raised his arm and wiped the wall with his sleeve. As a result, instead of being wiped off, the handprints left on the wooden wall became a mess, making it even messier.

What to do!

Zhao Zhao was completely panicked.

Kangxi watched him get closer and closer to the wall, and his hands kept moving. He didn't know what he was doing there, but it didn't look like he was reflecting.

"Zhao Zhao! What are you doing?"

Zhao Zhao straightened up suddenly, turned around quickly, and blocked his criminal evidence.

"No...no acridine~ Zhao Zhao is good~~"

"Really?" Kangxi obviously didn't believe it.

Walking forward, he lifted the little guy aside, and what he saw was such a mess of stains, Kangxi couldn't help but growl.

"Zhao Zhao!"