After a while, before the three words were said, he heard the little girl say again: "Do you need Qiqi to sarcastically?"

The Great Tyrant did not react at first, but when he looked up at the little girl's gaze fell into the medicine bowl beside him.

He said lightly: "No."

As he said that, he reached out to pick up the bowl beside him, put it on his lips and blew it a few times. After confirming that it was not very hot, he drank it all in one go.

Little girl: "..."

A feeling of loss flashed across the little girl's face. She slowly lowered her head and her eyes fell on the white paper in front of her.

After drinking the medicine, the tyrant put down the bowl and just looked at the little girl's somewhat disappointed expression. His movements couldn't help but froze.

He pursed his lips quietly, looking at her with a dark look, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

After he finished reviewing the memorial, it was already noon.

He looked up at the little girl. She was holding a pen in her hand, not knowing what was still writing.

Just as he was about to get up, his eyes suddenly swept to the switch of the desk's dark lattice.

He didn't know what he was thinking at the moment, so he reached out and pressed the switch.

Then, a drawer popped up from the desk, and he reached out and pulled it open.

The drawer gave me not much stuff, just a scroll and a few unknown pieces of paper.

The Great Tyrant couldn't help but wonder why he put these things.

He first took out the scroll and opened it, what caught his eye was a portrait that looked exactly like him.

There is also a poem written on it:

Blessings are like the long flowing water of the East China Sea,

Longevity is greater than that of the pine trees in the south.

The birthday star offers lottery to the Tathagata,

The Guanghua of the Shouyu has been opened since then.

There are also a line of crooked small characters written under the poem: Happy birthday to my father and father.

——Qiqi

The great tyrant looked at the portrait in front of him, looked up at the little girl who was writing with her head down, and her expression in her eyes was a little unfathomable.

This portrait...was this little girl painted it?

Then, he reached out and took out a few pieces of paper beside him.

What surprised him was that the top one was actually the Imperial College examination paper.

He roughly scanned the crooked handwriting on his head, and finally turned his attention to the last debate topic.

Japanese pirates have been rampant on the northern border for many years. Now the imperial court has a general to lead troops there, and there are two people who choose it.

After reading this, he turned the test paper to the page where he filled in the answers, and the gloomy atmosphere between his eyebrows became stronger.

The Great Tyrant flipped the paper back and found a few pieces of paper with his name written on it.

On one side, he recognized the sharp handwriting on the other side, and at a glance, it was his handwriting.

He seemed to be teaching people to write his name.

The last one is a review letter, and it is also a font that makes the snarky as always. What caught my eye was the full range of fathers and fathers.

My father, my father, I'm sorry, Qiqi was wrong and shouldn't speak nonsense.

My father, I'm sorry, Qiqi was wrong, he shouldn't have been greedy for male sex at such a young age

My father, I'm sorry, Qiqi was wrong, I dare not be greedy for enjoyment at a young age

...

At first glance, he found two full pages of it.

The Great Tyrant himself felt it was incredible. There was nothing else in his secret compartment, but everything was about this little girl.

He is suspicious by nature and does not easily believe others' words, but now he believes that it is a well-known fact that he once spoiled this girl.
Chapter completed!