Canghuan Seven Palaces

Xiao Zhe pouted like his younger brother, "I don't have any change."

"If you don't have change, don't buy it," Xiaowa'er took the abacus and dialed it seriously, then stepped in front of the old man and took out a copper coin from his pocket, "Grandpa, this is the money for plum cakes."

The old man smiled and returned the money to the eldest child. He planned to continue working, but he looked at the people passing by and said, "Little baby, it's not safe outside. You should wait for your family members to pick you up at Grandpa's place." Bar!"

The little dolls all shook their heads, "Don't worry, Grandpa, we'll be fine."

After the words fell, the three dolls held hands and got into the crowded crowd.The old man stood in front of the shop and looked at it for a long time, then shook his head with a smile, and continued to work.

The three little children tiptoely hid behind the pillars.

"Why is the hole blocked?" Xiao Zhe shook his head and sighed, "Which daddy found out?"

The other child was not worried at all, and tightly held the oiled paper bag containing plum cakes in her hands.The oldest little boy, looking decently at the abacus, said: "It must be Daddy Yang, or Daddy Mo sent someone to stop it."

Xiao Zhe frowned, and nodded seriously, "Brother Xi is right, but maybe it's Father..."

"Father wouldn't be so bad!"

"Oh? Dads are broken?"

"That's..." Suddenly shutting up, Xiao Wa'er turned around, stared at the handsome man who was leaning against the wall in a daze, and stammered: "Shuang, Shuang..."

Qi Shuang walked over with a smile, bent down, reached out and touched the little baby's nose, "Little miser, Shuang is not something you can call."

"no no……"

"Daddy Shuang!" Xiao Yue was not afraid, and threw himself on Qi Shuangran, calling sweetly.

"Little Yueyue," Qi Shuang hugged Xiaoyue in his arms, and pinched the flesh on the little baby's face with a smile, "Do you want to miss Daddy Shuang?"

"miss you!"

Lowering her head, she tugged Xiao Yue's cheek again, followed by rubbing Xiao Xi's head, Qi Shuang smiled, "What about you? Miss me?"

The children replied in unison: "I want to!"

"So cute!" Qi Shuang praised, holding Xiao Yue in one hand and Xiao Zhe in the other, "Come on, Daddy Shuang will take you back to the palace!"

A childish voice laughs at Yan Yan

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The originally quiet palace suddenly became agitated. In the corridor, dozens of people from the palace trotted along with a little child, all shouting words like "Your Highness, slow down", but the little child ignored them and went on. Gu Zi ran forward, staggering, making people sweat secretly.

Si Cangqing suddenly heard a commotion outside, probably knew what was going on in his heart, so he went out to meet his child.As soon as he stepped out the door, he saw a ball rolling in front of him.

"Father..." The little baby stood in front of Si Cangqing out of breath, raised her head, her big eyes were red, and she seemed about to cry at any moment.

Si Cangqing was stunned, bent down and hugged the little baby in his arms, glanced coldly at the palace people, and said, "What's the matter?"

The palace people looked at each other, not knowing what happened to the little Highness.

After carrying the little guy back into the house, Si Cangqing noticed the burn on the little baby's mouth, and his eyes turned cold, "How did you get this injury?!"

The little baby threw herself into her father's arms and cried loudly.

The person who was a little displeased suddenly became flustered, hugged the little baby and coaxed in a low voice, "Don't cry, Xiao Yue," patting the little baby lightly with his palm, "Good boy..."

"Woo, Father, Royal Father," the little baby choked up from crying, and raised his head, "My mouth hurts..."

Touching the little baby's lips, Si Cangqing immediately hugged him with one hand, and rummaged through the drawer at the bottom with the other, and soon found a celadon bottle, "Don't cry," he coaxed again, "I Give you medicine first."

Feeling a piece of coolness being smeared on her mouth, the little baby gradually stopped crying, and said inarticulately: "Father, I am in so much pain."

After wiping away the tears for the little baby, Si Cangqing's eyes were soft, and he said softly, "Wait a minute and it won't hurt."

"Father," Xiaowaer nodded when she heard the words, then took out a crumpled yellow paper ball from her bosom, held the thing in front of Si Cangqing, blinked, "I brought plum cake for you to eat .”

There was a throbbing pain in the forehead, Si Cangqing sighed secretly, and then asked softly: "Sneaked out of the palace with your brothers again?"

He naturally knew that his sons sneaked out from time to time. The children who were only a few years old really thought how powerful he was, and they thought they were sneaking away without anyone noticing!If he hadn't sent a lot of shadow guards secretly, these dolls would have been abducted and sold to no one.

The little boy pouted, his face was wrinkled, and his big eyes were flickering, so pitiful.

Si Cangqing reluctantly took the paper bag, opened it and frowned slightly.The original plum cake was squeezed into a sticky ball, and the red bean paste flowed out and stuck to the oiled paper, which was really disgusting.

The little baby smiled sweetly, "Father, I'll eat plum cake for you!" The meaning of flattery was beyond words.

Si Cangqing's expression remained unchanged, he casually put the plum cake on the table, diverted the little baby's attention without any trace, touched the other's small mouth with his fingers, and asked softly, "Do you still feel pain? "

Shaking her head violently, the little baby said childishly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

At this moment, the door of the study was pushed open with a slam, and a similarly small person ran up to Si Cangqing like a frightened wind, and shouted, "Father! Father! Help!" Save Erchen!"

Si Cangqing helplessly freed up a hand, hugged the little man into his arms, and said in a rambling voice: "Xiaoye, are you making your father angry again?"

Si Cangye, the fifth son of Si Cangqing, was born of Feng Lan, but his personality was completely different from his father's.He just heard him scream, "No, no, I didn't do anything today...Royal Father, Daddy is so scary, he insists on sending me to Uncle Fourteen, woo woo woo."

The study room was suddenly filled with loud crying.

Si Cangqing was silent for a while, and then replied flatly, "If you don't want to go, don't go..."

Hearing this, Si Cangye immediately stopped howling, and said with great joy: "Father, is what you said true?"

"of course not!"

A faint voice came from the door, and Si Cangye got into Si Cangqing's arms in fright when he heard the voice.

Si Cangqing held a doll in one hand, looked at the person who came, and said with a gentle tone, "Lan, you're here."

"Master," Feng Lan said angrily, strode up to Si Cangqing, and pulled Si Cangye out of his arms, "It's not my fault to raise a father. If you do this, you will only spoil your son."

"No, I won't," the little guy quickly shook his head, looked at Si Cangqing pitifully, and hoped that his father would come to save him, "If I don't go to Uncle Fourteen, I won't be as bad as I am!"

Glancing at the silent Si Cangqing, Feng Lan's face became serious, and she preached to her son, "Xiaoye, your father is very busy, don't keep coming to the imperial study to make trouble!"

Seeing that Feng Lan was about to leave holding the bitter-faced baby, Si Cangqing couldn't help calling out, "Lan..."

"master!"

Feng Lan interrupted him, but didn't continue talking, just watched quietly.Seeing this, Si Cangqing paused, and changed his words abruptly, "It's cold, you should wear more."

Hearing this, Feng Lan smiled, and dragged her son to the outside, "Thank you, master, for your concern, I'm not cold."

Si Cangye was forced to walk to the door, and finally let out a howl, crying miserably: "Father——"

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Si Cangyue, who had been sitting quietly in Si Cangqing's arms, stretched out his small head to look at it for a long time, then smiled innocently, and proudly said loudly: "Daddy Lan bullied Fifth Brother again, Fifth Brother is so pitiful! "

Si Cangqing just raised his eyebrows lightly, and reached out to pinch the flesh on his son's face.

Si Cangye liked to follow Qi Shuangran since he was a child, and his personality was... very mischievous, and Feng Lan was very strict with the children, and as a result, there were often such situations where father and son chased after each other.Every time Si Cangye had nowhere to escape, he ran to ask Si Cangqing for help, Feng Lan always obeyed Si Cangqing's words, and always gave up.

Today Feng Lan is determined, between the two, Si Cangqing can only choose to protect his wife.

Letting go, Si Cangqing picked up the teacup and was about to take a sip when he heard his youngest son suddenly speak again, the soft voice of milk dragging on for a long time:

"Father, eat plum cake—"

Almost choking on the tea, Si Cangqing looked at his son holding up a piece of plum cake with a blurred face, and smiled cheerfully at himself.

"Father save me!"

Just when Si Cangqing started to have a headache, there was another familiar scream from outside the door. When he looked up, he saw the man in red holding a pink baby in his hand. It was Xiaoyue's twin brother Si Cang. Zhe.

Xiao Yue exclaimed first, "Daddy!"

With a smile on his face, Cheng Tianyang glanced at Si Cangyue and approached slowly.When Si Cangyue saw his father, his arms trembled, and the plum cake almost fell on Si Cangqing.

Si Cangqing caught it quickly with sharp eyes and put it on the oiled paper bag beside him, and then he heard Si Cangzhe speak again like a ghost crying and howling, "Father, Father," the voice was choked up, so pitiful, "Hurry up and save me..."

"Yang," Si Cangqing glanced at the doll in Cheng Tianyang's hand, and said softly, "Let him go!"

With a snort, Cheng Tianyang casually threw his son to the ground, the little boy turned somersault skillfully and stood up straight.

Squeezing onto the rattan chair, Cheng Tianyang stared at