Qiu Yan tried to tease her before, but she didn't laugh no matter how she teased her.

In her opinion, His Highness the Princess is born calm and has a very emperor-like style.

But Chu Chen felt a little unhappy when he saw it.

What kind of emperor style is put aside? How can such a young child not cry, make a fuss or laugh?

Wouldn't it be too abnormal?

After staring at the baby's daughter for a while, Chu Chen reached out to Qiu Yan: "Send it to me with the drum."

Qiu Yan silently handed the drum over.

Chu Chen shook the drum and looked at his daughter: "Come on, good daughter, laugh."

The little child glanced at him with his big eyes open, and turned his head over, but didn't look at the drum in his hand. Instead, he reached out and grabbed Chu Chen's hair.

The pink little hands were wrapped around the hair, and the fingers were plucked one by one, which was not very flexible, but very focused.

"Baby Rao'er." Chu Chen shouted gently and kissed her little face. "Can you laugh?"

No response.

"Laughing."

Still ignore it.

Chu Chen thought for a while and reached out to scratch her neck gently, "Do you smile? If you don't smile, I will scratch you itch..."

Qiu Yan twitched the corners of her mouth, turned around and left silently, and ordered someone to prepare for dinner.

"Daughter, laugh."

"Little baby, smile, don't be so disrespectful..."

"Xiao Rao'er, you are a little cotton jacket for your father. If your mother is here, I will definitely hope to see you happy all day long and smile like a little star in the sky."

"Xiao Raoer must look good when she smiles..."

Throughout the evening, Chu Chen did nothing and kept teasing his daughter, trying every means to make her laugh.

But Qiu Yan, Qing Dai and the maids of the entire Yonghua Palace can testify, but His Highness the little princess didn't give her any face.

If you don’t laugh, you won’t laugh. You look calm and look very stylish.

Chu Chen was so funny that his mouth was dry, but the little fairy Jiurao was only concerned about playing with his hair. If Chu Chen pulled his hair over and refused to let her play with her, she looked at him with a pair of quiet eyes and just watched quietly.

The child's eyes were clear and clean, innocent and innocent, like a little angel. Chu Chen was looked at by her for a while and felt that his heart was melted. In the end, he was helpless and had to admit that his daughter had the dignity and was determined enough.

Not to mention ordinary children, even adults are not as good as those.

There was no need to go to court during the holidays. Chu Chen asked someone to bring all the memorials to Yonghua Palace. He accompanied his daughter to read the memorials. Sometimes he put his daughter on the table, and she would lie there and pick up the memorials... and tear them up.

It seems like it is completely effortless to tear the memorial. Do ordinary six-month-old children have that great strength?

Chu Chen expressed deep doubts about this.

He ordered people to stick the torn memorial, so Chu Chen had to take down the jade pendant on his waist for her to play with. He ordered people to bring a clean abacus, so that she could pluck the abacus beads so that the memorial would not be "harmed" by her again.

The ten-day holiday passed quickly in a deserted state. Nan Mohao rushed back with dust and gave an order in the court the next day that scared everyone.

"Three days later, kill the nine tribes of the Wenren clan of the Yuanbeiling outside the Meridian Gate." The cold and hard tone was filled with a solemn intention that cannot be ignored. "I personally imprisoned the beheading, and no one is allowed to plead for mercy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall seemed to have fallen with frost and snow, and the bloody aura spread, making people frightened.

Everyone couldn't help but think that Her Majesty the Queen had never issued a killing order when she was in power. Why did the Regent suddenly think of killing the nine tribes of the Wenren clan?

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Chapter completed!