As an important Royal sport, spring hunting has been sought after by the dignitaries. On such occasions, behind the bustle is often the most shameful dirty. Qingning has been staying by Luo Xiao's side.
"Ning'er, although strawberries are good, it's not suitable to eat more. I heard you cough a few times yesterday."
"Father King..." I was forced to listen to the opening eulogy of spring hunting for a long time. It was really boring. I could only rely on the fruit snacks on the table to chat for comfort, but now my father refused to let her enjoy it.
Luo Xiao's eyes looked straight ahead, but she didn't look at Qingning's pathetic eyes: "a few times is just right, obedient."
Qingning watched helplessly as the maid of honor withdrew her food from her table, and her heart was bleeding. Old Chen Fu pauses. Qingning thinks that the long eulogy is coming to an end. Unexpectedly, he just clears his throat and goes on.
Luo Xiao's identity, of course, is sitting not far from the emperor. This is obviously an important place for royal family members. Men and women are separated. The ladies and their children are sitting opposite. Luo Xiao is full of men here. Of course, because there is no princess to take care of, she can only follow her father and King Qingning.
Looking at the opposite Luo Su Su and his mother's concubine, although they are also sitting upright, it's not difficult to find the small movements between the mother and daughter. Thinking of the mother who wants her own life, Princess Chen Lin, she can't help feeling a little depressed.
Just when my mind didn't know where to fly, Qingning felt that someone was poking his back. Qingning side body, see a face that winks at her.
Qingning really don't want to see a very handsome face, twisted looking at themselves, she touched towards the back, caught an apple. Luo Fei tied the apple to a stick and stretched it from behind to Qingning. Although Luo Xiao confiscated it as soon as he took it out, Qingning was also very grateful for the little cousin's kindness.
Zhao Wang and Luo Xiao are brothers, and their seats are very close. Because the king of Zhao was a jerk when he was a prince, and he didn't care about the throne, so he had a good relationship with several brothers, and the Emperor didn't impose more restrictions on him after he ascended the throne.
"Ning'er, come to uncle." The king of Zhao waved to Qingning in a low voice.
Qingning looked at Luo Xiao's face and saw that he didn't refuse, so he moved to the king of Zhao slowly. When the royal family around them saw it, they would turn a blind eye to it. Although they should not act rashly and sincerely listen to the eulogy, it is not easy for a five-year-old to insist on it without crying and making noise.
"Hello, uncle Zhao."
The king of Zhao put a plate full of strawberries in front of Qingning and said with a smile, "eat, don't listen to your father. When you are sick, you can be cured. We can eat after we are cured!"
The corner of Qingning's mouth smokes, which is full of marks. She takes the strawberry, picks up one and secretly observes Luo Xiao. Luo Xiao still doesn't turn her head, but nods slightly, so Qingning happily puts the whole one in her mouth.
Luo Xiao sighs gently. Qingning is already very good. He just doesn't want to see his daughter sick. However, he can't bear to see her careful. In fact, she knows how to be proper and won't eat too much.
All the fruits selected to Yuqian are naturally good. In line with the good tradition of reciprocity, Qingning also picked out a beautiful strawberry from the plate and handed it to Luofei.
Luo Fei took it and ate it. He kept muttering: "take the fruit that my father sent you to me. Anning really knows how to settle the accounts."