Cannon fodder is an improper stepping stone for cubs [Quick Transmigration]

Jiujiu ate very carefully, trying not to let the crumbs fall into the palm of grandma's palm. After eating, she threw herself into the palm of grandma and rolled.

After rolling, he found that his hair was a little messy, so he stood there shaking his body again, raised his head and stared at grandma.

Look, he didn't get his fur dirty while eating, shouldn't grandma praise him?

Concubine Jing didn't realize that before that, she still had the ability to read animals' minds.

Probably because the expression on the little bird's face begging for praise was too obvious, so obvious that she couldn't ignore it. She rubbed his head and praised him for being amazing, so Jiujiu wanted to put her head against her back and be proud.

Concubine Jing Gui hadn't been very happy because of the health problems of His Highness the Eighth Prince a while ago, and even the servants in the palace were trembling.

Now that His Highness the Eighth Prince is in much better health, and he can still walk around, the servants are somewhat relieved.

"Come on, go to the storeroom and have a look. Although the bell is a bit small, the carvings on it are exquisite. How about hanging it on Jiujiu's chest with a red string?"

Jiujiu Wing touched his chest and felt that his grandma's idea was good, so he nodded in agreement.

As soon as the warehouse door was opened, Jiujiu was dazzled by the golden light inside.

In order to avoid His Majesty's suspicion, the Prime Minister had no choice but to agree when His Majesty proposed to take his daughter as a concubine.

It was only later that he realized that, not to mention that he sent his daughter to the palace, even if he returned home and left the capital with his whole family, His Majesty would still suspect that he had something behind him.

The prime minister feels very guilty about his daughter, as long as there are any good things on weekdays, he will be the first to send them to the palace.

Concubine Jing herself didn't have so many thoughts, she lived her life as she could, and now that she had reached this point, even if she hated her father, it would be useless.

Mammy took out the bell from a small box, Concubine Jing opened it and placed the little bell on Jiujiu's chest to gesture.

This little bell is a bit heavier than Jiujiu's body, she was thinking that it would be good to use a gold rope, but now it looks like the red rope is more conspicuous.

At the beginning, Jiujiu patiently accompanied grandma to go shopping in the warehouse, but then she gradually became restless and flew around to look for things she liked.

Concubine Jing was thinking about what good-looking clothes these materials could make for Shen Yijing, so she picked them up and put them in front of Shen Yijing to make gestures.

Now she doesn't look like the Concubine Jing who dotes on the Sixth Palace, but just an ordinary mother who cares about her children.

The people guarding the storeroom saw how much the imperial concubine loved the bird, so they didn't dare to stop it, but followed carefully, for fear that he might damage something.

Jiujiu first hung a pearl bracelet around his neck, then ran over to hug the eldest gold ingot.

He hugged his wings and claws tightly, and was about to stuff them in his father's pockets, and let his father keep them for him, only to find that he couldn't fly.

"Chirp chirp chirp, chirp chirp chirp, daddy come here quickly."

When Shen Yijing heard this, she subconsciously wanted to look for it, and Concubine Jing also started to look around when she heard the cry.

The palace servant who was serving beside Jiujiu came out voluntarily, and when he took the two masters over to have a look, he saw that it was just a small bird the size of a palm, but it was greedily holding the boss's gold.

Looking at it from this angle, it could be seen that he was exerting all his strength, but he still couldn't fly.

Shen Yijing walked up to him and knelt down, and put Jin Yuanbao and Jiujiu together in her palm.

"Mother and concubine forgive me."

"It's okay, he's quite greedy."

After Concubine Jing finished speaking, she ordered people to take out all the things she had just fancy. When she sat down on the soft bed, Jiujiu was still not willing to let go of his big gold ingot.

Huh, if this was in the last world, how many cups of milk tea would he be able to buy for himself?

Jiujiu's face was full of idiot smiles, she leaned close to Jin Yuanbao and rubbed hard there, Concubine Jing Gui, who originally wanted to discuss serious matters with Shen Yijing, unconsciously focused all her attention on him.

"I didn't expect to be a greedy little guy."

Greed for money?

Jiujiu's movement of rubbing the big gold ingot paused because of these two words, and raised her head to stare at grandma, so she shouldn't feel bad about herself because of this.

"It's okay, I'm not saying you're bad, it's human nature to love money."

The nanny who served beside Concubine Jing also brought over the other two pastries that had just been made, and when Jiujiu leaned her head to smell the fragrance of the pastries, her wings were still on the gold ingot.

"When you go back later, move all the boxes back. How about letting Jiujiu lie in it to sleep at night?"

Concubine Jing handed the pastry to Jiujiu, so that this little guy wouldn't have to worry about whether to stick gold ingots or eat.

He could save his own child's life, let alone a box of gold ingots, even if what he wanted was his own life, Concubine Jing would wipe his neck without hesitation.

After feeding, Concubine Jing thought about what he was going to eat today, seeing that Jiujiu was still staring at the other side, she reminded:

"Don't eat too much, the birds will also accumulate food."

Jiujiu, who was very proficient at dealing with his grandfather's business in his previous life, obediently shrank his head back, and when he went back to the palace with his father, he could eat a little more.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty said to come over for lunch at noon."

Concubine Jing frowned slightly when she heard this sentence, since the child had something to say here, it was inconvenient to say more, but she could tell her dislike for His Majesty at a glance.

Originally I wanted to refuse, but I thought that I had already refused once last time, and it would be wrong to refuse again.

"Prepare some Yijing's favorite food, let's stay for lunch together."

"Yes, concubine mother."

At this time, Jiujiu walked up to grandma unwillingly, almost stopped the car, and chirped a few times when grandma looked at her.

"Oh yes, and Jiujiu, what do you like to eat? Let me see when we eat together at noon, how about we only cook what you like next time?"

"Chirp!"

The emperor was still wearing court clothes, and when he was sitting on the chair, he saw Shen Yijing was also here, and he smiled and cared about his body.

"It looks much better."

"Thank you father for your concern."

Like her mother and concubine, Shen Yijing doesn't like her father, but she doesn't show it on her face.

The emperor noticed the little bird sleeping on the table, he never liked this kind of thing, but because it was in Concubine Jing's palace, he didn't say much, just asked.

"Gu seems to remember that the imperial concubine doesn't like such little things."

"It was raised by Yi Jing."

"Oh? At Yijing's age, he should still focus on his studies. The younger brothers have already been enlightened, so Yijing should work harder."

Concubine Jing's hand holding the handkerchief was tightly clenched at this moment, the veins on the back of her hand visibly twitched, her red lips parted slightly in a smile.

"What Your Majesty said is that I will definitely supervise him."

The imperial physician has repeatedly warned that Yijing's current illness is not suitable for expending too much energy. Even if he wants to study hard on weekdays, Concubine Jing will stop him and let him rest more.

After the meal, Concubine Jing Gui was too lazy to wait on the emperor, and sent the emperor away on the pretext that she was unwell.

Thinking of the letter her mother wrote to her a while ago, she can already guess the reason why the emperor came to find her this time.

The people in the palace only knew that only Concubine Jing Gui dared to show embarrassment to His Majesty, but they didn't know that there was a purpose behind every favor His Majesty showed her.

When Shen Yijing took Jiujiu back, Jiujiu, who had eaten and drank enough, was already a little sleepy, and raised her small wings to cover the sun shining on her face.

After returning to Cunchao Palace, Shen Yijing put Jiujiu in her palm, poked his head lightly, and said in a low voice:

"Jiujiu? Wake up."

Jiujiu covered her ears with her wings impatiently, turned over and continued to sleep.

It was this impatient little look that made Shen Yijing want to tease him, so she reached out to poke him again.

"Jiujiu, get up and eat pastries."

"Jiujiu! Jiujiu can eat three yuan!"

Jiujiu, who sat up jumping up and down, sniffed around with his nose before even opening his eyes, but he didn't smell the scent of pastries. After opening his eyes, his attention fell on his father immediately .

"Jiu Jiu Jiu! You lied to Daddy!"

If Angry Bird hadn't been concerned about the poor health of his father in this world, he would have leaned up and pecked at him.

"Blame daddy, I wanted you to sleep on the bed."

Jiujiu snorted softly, walked up to his father's palm with short legs and squatted down, turned her head and pointed at his father's bed.

Now that Daddy is willing to believe that he is his cub, Jiujiu doesn't intend to continue to cover up, and let his daddy take her to rub the bed.

No matter how delicate the little bed that belongs to him alone looks, in Jiujiu's heart, it is still not as comfortable as his father's big bed.

"Let's go and take a nap together."

Shen Yijing doesn't have much energy, and when she didn't meet Jiujiu before, she would take a nap every day, otherwise she would feel as if she couldn't breathe.

In the evening, Shen Yijing took Jiujiu to enjoy the sunset in the yard, watching the sun gradually sinking into the mountains, thinking of her current dilapidated body, Shen Yijing's own mood was somewhat depressed.

The guard came over with the cloak in his hand, and put it on Shen Yijing's shoulders. Shen Yijing stretched out his hand to gather it up, and tied the cloak strap.

Jiujiu, who was covered under the cloak, got his head out and pecked his father in retaliation.

Although he is relatively small, he can't be regarded as non-existent just because of this. Under such a thick cloak, his father is really not afraid of suffocating his cub to death!

"Jiujiu, be careful next time."

Shen Yijing rubbed Jiujiu's head, this apology was somewhat insincere in Jiujiu's heart, but because he was her father, and now she could already smell the aroma of dinner.

I weighed it silently in my heart, if I was having a temper with my father now, then I would definitely not be able to make it in time for dinner.

"There will be no next time, Daddy."

Jiujiu's little wings stretched out in front of her father, and Shen Yijing grasped them knowingly.

"it is good."