Chapter 6
"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

After Chu Yao finished counting, the two little girls let go at the same time. They were both disheveled and staring at each other. No one could understand the other.

"Why are you fighting?"

"She bullied me." The two little girls said in unison.

"Ji Changchu, tell me."

The hair on the top of Ji Changchu's head was messed up like a chicken coop, and the two little balls sat crookedly on the ground without pulling their heads, as pitiful as they could be: "Nurse is tidying up my bedroom. I only got a wooden horse chair, so I rode on and sat down, and she just pulled me off the wooden horse to the ground, and my palms were scratched!"

Saying that, Ji Changchu spread out his palm, there were still grains of sand in his palm, the skin on his wrist was scratched, and the blood stains hadn't solidified yet.

Chu Yao's pupils shrink slightly.

Looking at Chu Yao's eyes, Hu Raorao was a little scared, and explained aggrievedly: "That is the wooden horse chair my father made for me, who allowed you to sit on it! You wild girl, you deserve to touch my lady's things!"

"You are a wild girl, see if I don't beat you to death!" Ji Shangchu pinched his waist, and then went up to pull Hu Raoluo.

How could she be bullied by a six or seven year old girl!
Obviously not possible!
Unexpectedly, Chu Yao grabbed her by the back collar, and Ji Chang ran a few times to tiptoe into the air, and was suspended in mid-air, still baring her teeth and claws, refusing to give up.

Ji Shangchu raised his head and called out pitifully, "Daddy, you can't watch me being bullied!"

"Are you being bullied? How does this king think you are arrogant?"

"I do not have……"

"You tampered with other people's things without their permission, Rao Rao, you shouldn't do it when you come up, both parties are at fault, first come and apologize to each other, Ji Shangchu, you come first."

"Why should I come first? It's not me who made the first move. Daddy, don't be confused about the distance."

Just after Ji Shangchu finished speaking, Hu Raorao suddenly changed his face, gave a shallow gift, and said to Ji Shangchu: "It's Raorao's fault, I shouldn't do anything to sister Chuchu, Raorao said something to sister Chuchu." Sorry, sister Chu, don't blame elder sister."

Although a bit awkward, Chu Yao appreciated Hu Raorao's attitude of apologizing.

Ji Shangchu was dumbfounded.

When she read the article, she knew that Hu Rao Rao was a high-quality green tea from Dongting Lake, but she didn't want to be so fragrant since she was a child.

Pack green tea!

Who doesn't seem like it.

Ji Shangchu went up to hold Hu Raorao's hand, "Sister, what did you say? How could Chuchu blame you? Today's matter is Chuchu's mistake, please forgive me."

"Sister, don't be so polite. As the saying goes, if you don't know each other, then I will treat Chuchu as my own sister from now on."

Chu Yao always felt that there was something turbulent in the words of these two little girls.

But there is really nothing wrong with these words.

At that time, the nanny who made Ji Chang's bed came in and reported: "My lord, the lady's bedroom has been tidied up, and the lady can take a bath and rest."

Chu Yao nodded, "It's getting late, Ji Changchu, go back to your own bedroom."

Ji Shangchu said to Hu Raorao: "My sister is retiring."

Hu Raoluo: "Sister, go slowly, come and play in my sister's room when you have time."

Chu Yao sent Ji Shangchu back to her own bedroom, and gave some instructions: "His father is a national hero and died for the country. If you don't like her, just ignore her. What happened today must not happen again." Twice."

"Oh." Ji Shangchu nodded limply, still a little dissatisfied.

"Tomorrow there will be a banquet at Duke Peiguo's mansion, and I gave this king an invitation. My king will not be in the mansion tomorrow. If I come back and hear that you two are arguing again, Ji Shangchu, I will only ask you."

(End of this chapter)

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