The face-slapping madman who lives in the cold palace

After returning to the palace, Ji Li still couldn't persuade Zhu Hen with the corners of his mouth bubbling anxiously, and watched him helplessly as he carried Xiao Zhuang Zhuang to the Leng Palace.

When Ji Li finished replying to His Majesty, and brought a large group of people to serve Zhu Hen, he found that the cold palace was extremely lively, full of talents of all kinds, working in full swing, and even the cook was the chief manager of the imperial dining room who had never messed up for many years.

These people were obviously not arranged by His Majesty, but Ji Li didn't think too much, seeing that there was still a lack of a nanny, he quickly pushed them in.

Knowing that Ji Li really loves Xiao Zhuangzhuang, Zhu Hen gave him some face, but just waved his hand, inferring that Xiao Zhuangzhuang had already grown teeth, and it was time for him to be obedient.

As many people as Geely brought, he brought back as many people, Shao Dong stared at him, and after thinking about it for a while, he knew that Gu Lin must have stabbed someone.He hurriedly called Gu Lin, and after hearing his description, Shaodong almost tore Gu Lin on the spot.

It's all right now, even if he took out the imperial edict, Zhu Hen would no longer believe it, so he had to rush to the Leng Palace full of sorrow, and then had a closed door.

On the one hand, he was wronged, but on the other hand, he asked Gu Lin to climb the wall to tear down the bricks, at least half of the originally high palace wall was torn down, so that he could lie on the wall and pretend to be pitiful every day when he was rejected.

Gu Lin's calf trembled, and she collapsed into doing what should be done as one, but turned into a monopoly.

Shao Dong underneath was also shaking his long legs, as long as Gu Lin moved slowly, he would shoot Gu Lin's ass with his bow.

Although there is no iron tip on the arrow, it is still hard enough to hit it. Gu Lin is often full of tears, gazing affectionately at the wish mark in the palace wall.

I hope he can let the already half-mad Shaodong in, so that he is also relieved.It's a pity that Zhu Hen ignored them at all, demolished a third of a wall, and still didn't raise his head once.

Gu Lin was desperate, so he had to work honestly.He is so honest, Shaodong is dissatisfied again, what can he use to attract Zhu Chen, what can he use to amuse his cutest son without making some noise?

So he asked someone to hang two more sandbags on Gu Lin's feet, and Gu Lin yelled in fright, and then showed a vile satisfied smile.

When Gu Lin demolished half of a palace wall, five days had passed, and the anxious Shao Dong couldn't wait to lie down on it. Of course, he still didn't let Gu Lin go, and let him continue to demolish the others.

Having not seen her for so many days, Shaodong suddenly felt that Xiao Shaozhen had grown a lot taller, and her limp body also had bones.

What surprised him even more was that the little guy had already learned to grasp Zhu Hen's fingers, and Zhu Hen led him forward.The frequency of the little feet is very fast, the buttocks are bouncing, and the big eyes are shining, obviously the little guy is also very happy.

Shaodong just lay on the wall like this, staring blankly for the whole afternoon, shivering all over from the cold, his hands and feet were numb and unconscious, still reluctant to get down.

His eyes and hearts are filled with the traces of caring for the little guy, his surprisingly soft movements, and the lively, giggling little guy.

The little guy still looks more like Zhu Hen, just looking at it like this, it is completely a replica of Zhu Hen's childhood, and it is easy to bring back memories.

I remember that when he knew that he would be taken back to the palace, he was at a loss for a long time.Fortunately, it was because of that period of daze that dispelled the suspicion of King Xiao, that is, Uncle Zhuhen.Then he lay in the only carriage, listening to the wooden wheels rolling over the bumpy yellow mud road, the cobblestone paved road, and finally the neat bluestone road.

Only then did he realize that he was really about to enter the palace.

At that time, Zhu Qing sat far away with a disgusted expression on his face, covering his nose with a handkerchief from time to time.In fact, he was clean, and the place where he was lying was also made of white snow, but he was very hungry and very cold.

Facing the candlelight, Xiao Wang turned the pages of the book calmly, not feeling much about him.Except for Xiao Zhuhen, who mouthed a sister with a twinkle in his eyes, the sweetness of his whole body warmed up a lot.

Looking down, it turned out that Xiao Zhuhen really took off his fur coat and covered him.And Xiao Zhuhen grabbed his uncle's hem and kept wrapping it around his body.

Such an obedient, cute little prince, what a pity...but without this identity, without hatred, he would only stay in a small place, never come to the capital, and would never meet the little prince, let alone know how he was when he was young. The little prince is neither arrogant nor domineering, but has a soft heart...

Shaodong blinked to cover up the layer of water that floated up, then he gathered his mind and looked down.The father and son were no longer in the yard, and yes, it was getting colder at night.

His Majesty stayed on the top of the wall for too long, too long to get down by himself, so it was Gu Lin who hung him on the rope and let him down slowly.

After returning home, Shaodong immediately fell ill with a cold, and this time the illness was fierce, and it seemed that he still carried the sadness that he had been pent up in his heart, and he never recovered for a long time.

When he came to the Leng Palace again, he found that Xiao Shaozhen could already run around the yard with a small rattan ball in his arms.He didn't shout when he fell down, stood up with one wheel, and continued to run, his cheeks were red and hot when he was playing with Xiao Jiaojiao.

And Zhu Hen was sitting on the porch not far away, holding a small heater in his arms, turning over the pages of the book with his head bowed, the whole person was quiet, and he didn't call out to Xiao Shaozhen until someone appeared beside him.

When Xiao Shaozhen heard Zhu's father calling him, she immediately ran back to Zhu's side with the little rattan ball in her arms, raised her face, her eyes were shining brightly, and she was jumping out word by word, "Father, cake, cake..."

The voice was so loud that even Shao Dong, who was lying on the wall, could hear it clearly.

He couldn't describe what it was like for a while, his mind went blank suddenly, and he fell off the wall as soon as his hands softened.

Gu Lin, who was still demolishing the wall, turned pale with fright, jumped and ran towards him, only to see Shaodong staring at the sky foolishly with an absolutely impossible expression.

Gu Lin: Are you stupid?Why didn't you fall silly earlier?But he has been numb by the crowd's ridicule. When he determined to be the best wall demolition craftsman, was this guy stupid?Then does he continue to tear down the wall or continue to tear down the wall?

Of course Zhu Hen knew about such a big movement, he bent down, wiped the sweat off Xiao Zhuang Zhuang's face, took his little hand again, and continued to walk in.

Xiao Zhuangzhuang felt that his hands were being held tightly, wishing his father to walk a little faster, blinking his eyes in confusion, twisting his fleshy little buttocks, looking back, he didn't find anything, blinking again, and obediently followed.