I am four and a half years old, and I am the daughter of a villain and tyrant.

Xiao Wuji, who was behind the screen, looked at Yuan Qing'er and Xiao Qiqi living in harmony, with a wry smile on his lips. Xiaotuanzi was actually born in the winter of that year. He missed the child who disappeared without even looking at it. Therefore, Xiao Qiqi's birthday was always recorded as May, and Concubine Shu did not dare to correct him.

The queen treats Qiqi as her own child. He feels warm and relieved tonight. It would be great if time could always be frozen at this moment. Qiqi and Qing'er are destined to be the ones who redeem her and Qing'er. A shot of medicine for myself.

Xiao Qiqi saw the long black shadows behind the pillars, and seemed to be able to see him through the round screen. He was looking through the autumn water, it was time to change into a real person, and said sweetly: "Foster mother, actually Qiqi also prepared a big gift."

Yuan Qing'er saw her big eyes so bright that they could almost turn out a flower, and she became interested, "Oh?"

Xiao Qiqi smiled mysteriously with her pink lips and clapped her little hands twice. Then Yuan Qing'er saw Xiao Wuji pushing a small cart filled with candles and coming out from behind the screen. He was also wearing a cold silver silk purple robe with wide sleeves. It was as soft as if it would come off with just a slight touch, and there was also a golden crown on his head, which complemented the candlelight. He gradually got closer, his eyebrows were silky, and his thin lips were bright red, like a flower. Like a enchanting flower that was left to be picked, Yuan Qing'er clenched her hands into fists nervously. There was something wrong with this guy tonight, as if he was here to touch porcelain.

Xiao Qiqi saw her old father's strong chest looming in his clothes, and swallowed shamefully. Her father was dressed like a frivolous rooster. It was so outrageous that she was so embarrassed that she almost lost her sight. This was worse than Qin Qiqi. Rabbit didn't know how many times the slut had reached another state of pure desire, which shocked her so much.

My father turns out to be a sultry person.

He was so anxious that he jumped down from the stool and stammered: "Foster mother, this is the gift I have prepared for you. Qiqi remembered that the glutinous rice balls were not fed yet, so she left first."

"Is this what you did?"

Xiao Qiqi looked up and saw Yuan Qing'er looking at the heart-shaped cake in the candlelight with a look of surprise on her face.

"I did it to celebrate Qing'er's 23rd birthday."

Although there is no cream on the cake, it is covered with a layer of delicate fruits, which is sweet and wafting. It can be seen that it is made with care.

Xiao Wuji quickly took a golden knife, cut a piece, put it on a sapphire plate, and handed it to her gently, "Qing'er, happy birthday."

His expression is simple and unpretentious, but his eyes are sincere like a child, elegant and careful.

Xiao Qiqi seemed to see the candlelight in the room turn into soft pink.

I didn’t expect that my father, who usually seemed quite serious, had a way of coaxing girls.

Yuan Qing'er accepted his cake, and Xiao Wuji picked a piece with grapes on it with a plum blossom silver spoon and put it in front of her lips. He knew that Qing'er liked grapes the most.

Did Xiao Wuji want to feed her? Yuan Qing'er looked at his attractive and persistent face, her cheeks turned red, and she ate it in a daze. It tasted very good, so she said she wouldn't do it before. Cooking is all lies.

Just as she was debating whether to kick him out, Xiao Wuji handed over a second spoonful, his deep voice full of temptation, "Qing'er, open your mouth."

She decided not to eat it. However, it tasted really good, better than the ones bought in cake shops in modern times.

Xiao Qiqi felt that the air was so sour that she wanted to kill the dog, but she suddenly felt full.

He raised his short legs and rushed out of the door.

The next day, she heard from Pearl that the emperor stayed at Changyang Palace last night. When Duke Chengxi opened the door, she saw him packing the bedding on the floor with a resentful look on his face. She didn't know whether it was true or not.

She thought it was true. Her father was so coquettish last night that the queen had the heart to let him lay on the floor. Her concentration was so good.