After my rebirth, my whole family read my mind, and my father decided to usurp the throne.

King Duan said that his father would forgive him, but he didn't act like he knew he was wrong.

He walked leisurely to the old emperor and saluted.

The old emperor thought of An Yi's report, and looked at Prince Duan with a murderous intent in his eyes.

"Just come."

At the beginning of the banquet, the old emperor and King Kang made their opening remarks, and everyone ate and drank separately, changing glasses.

When the meal was almost done, we came to the most important part of the first-year banquet - catching the week.

Song Jiujiu, who was dressed up by her mother like a little fairy child under the Bodhisattva seat, sat on the blanket, with books, silver ingots, abacus, needlework and other things in front of her.

King An looked at his niece with kind eyes and placed the folding fan in front of Song Jiujiu.

"Let's see if Jiu'er wants to grab uncle's fan."

"Then add a big chicken leg and see if my sister can catch it."

Song Le'an came over with a plate with chicken legs and placed it in front of Song Jiujiu.

The chicken legs were obviously freshly baked, they were still fragrant and steaming, and looked shiny, making people want to eat them just looking at them.

Song Jiujiu's eyes clearly lit up when she saw the big chicken legs.

【Wow! Big chicken legs! Brother Six really understands me!

I really want to grab a big chicken drumstick, but as the legitimate daughter of Prince Kang’s Mansion, if I grab a drumstick from Zhou Zhou, will I be laughed at by the people watching? 】

Song Jiujiu sucked her tongue and thought about it in her heart, and looked at the people surrounding her with her big eyes.

After listening to his daughter's thoughts, King Kang wanted to tell his daughter directly that he could catch whatever he wanted without worrying about his father's face.

Daddy's face is nothing, and no one else has the guts to laugh at his precious daughter!

King Kang couldn't open his mouth to say these words, so he winked at his daughter, trying to make his thoughts clear to her.

Song Jiujiu looked at her father doubtfully, with confusion on the little fat face.

[What's wrong with daddy's eyes? Why do you keep having throbbing? Do you want to ask the government doctor to take a look? 】

King Kang: "."

That's it.

Ye Peizhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and coaxed her daughter softly, "Whatever Jiu'er likes, just grab it."

Song Jiujiu blinked her big eyes.

[If that’s the case, then I’m not welcome! 】

The little girl happily grabbed the big chicken drumstick with one hand and the silver ingot with the other!

The big chicken legs and silver ingots were much bigger than her chubby hands, but she could hold them very securely.

As soon as he put the silver ingot into his arms, he held the big chicken drumstick in his two chubby hands and opened his little mouth to bite it with a smile on his face.

When King Kang saw this, he shouted and quickly took away the big chicken leg.

"Jiu'er, be good, you can't eat this big chicken drumstick like this."

With her little hands empty, Song Jiujiu said, "."

"Hahaha, the legitimate daughter of Prince Kang is so smart at a young age. She is indeed the emperor's favorite granddaughter!"

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to Prince Kang."

The officials who were watching said congratulations. Song Jiujiu looked at them and didn't know what they were congratulating.

Is she worthy of congratulations just because she caught a chicken leg and a silver ingot?

After all, they are just fagots who act according to the changing circumstances.

Unable to eat big chicken drumsticks, Song Jiujiu puffed up her cheeks and glared at her father, then stretched out her little hands to find her mother for a hug.

King An picked up his folding fan, stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of his niece's nose, deliberately looking aggrieved.

"Uncle Qi is so sad. Jiu'er didn't grab Uncle Qi's fan."

Song Jiujiu curled her lips and said in a sweet voice, "Uncle Qi, no."

[Uncle An Wang treasures this fan so much. If I really catch this fan, it’s okay. I still know not to take advantage of others. 】

Wang An's heart felt warm, and he rubbed his niece's little head with his long, slender hands.

"As long as Jiu'er wants it, anything from Uncle Qi can be given to Jiu'er."

The week is over, and the anniversary party is coming to an end.

Either without paying attention, or intentionally indulging, many unfamiliar faces came into the wide-open Prince Kang's Mansion.

Gu Yunshuo and King Duan in the crowd met their eyes and nodded towards him.

King Duan knew that the show was about to begin.

But what King Duan didn't know was that just as he turned around, Gu Yunshuo also nodded towards the old emperor.

The old emperor understood and was about to faint while covering his heart.

But he suddenly felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his head, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and he spit it out suddenly!

When Eunuch Fuquan saw the blood on the corner of the old emperor's mouth, he was so frightened that his soul almost flew away.

"Here comes someone! The Emperor is vomiting blood! Call the doctor quickly!"

This incident caused everyone in Prince Kang's mansion to panic.

But no one dared to leave easily.

With this departure, I am afraid that innocent people will become suspects.

"It's too late for the imperial doctor to arrive. Where is the doctor in the palace? Come and show your father!"