After a while, the villain walked out of the compartment.

The originally pink and jade-carved milk doll changed instantly. The two cute little buns disappeared, and instead they were tied with a bun fixed with a small hairpin. The little fleshy hand latched a small folding fan from the aunt.

He fanned in a very good manner as Su Xuanyan.

The round little face was trying hard, as if he was using all his strength to play a serious young man, but instead gave people a strange contrast and wanted to pinch her little face.

"uncle!"

Su Jiu broke his skills within a few seconds, and showed a bright smile. He stepped forward and hugged his thighs, "I like it!"

Su Xuanyan bent down, picked up the villain, gently pinched the tip of the villain's nose, and said to the young man beside him: "Just this, don't change it."

The young man: "Okay, I'll help you get your stuff done."

"Uncle, Jiuer is a boy now, so you can't be hugged casually." Su Jiu struggled and was about to come down.

Su Xuanyan locked the villain's waist and refused to let her move, "What? Who said that boys can't be hugged?"

The villain was soft and very light, even worse than his double-pointed flame gun.

Su Jiu couldn't get down and had a small face, "If a boy hugs her, he will be no longer masculine!"

Su Xuanyan chuckled, "Will you get on the carriage yourself later?"

There is no wooden bench in the carriage.

Su Jiu silently compared the gap between herself and the carriage in her heart, and hugged Su Xuanyan's neck expressionlessly, "Then it's better to hug it, boys can also be vulnerable."

The smile in Su Xuanyan's eyes became deeper.

The young man asked someone to pack the clothes that Su Jiu changed and handed them over to Su Xuanyan, "Young Master, please go downstairs to settle the account."

Su Xuanyan hugged the villain downstairs. As soon as he walked downstairs, he heard the sound of tea cups falling.

"Do you want to burn this lady to death if you pour me such hot tea?"

Song Xueyue's domineering voice rang again.

The young man and the shopkeeper just now immediately shook like a sieve and did not dare to speak.

"Why is this young lady more fierce than the fourth sister?" Su Jiu hugged Su Xuanyan's neck and muttered in a low voice.

Su Xuanyan remembered the way Su Jingqin looked when she saw her hand holding a leather whip in the palace. She was even more than Song Xueyue, with frivolous eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Su Jiu thought for a while, "Well, okay, actually the fourth sister is more fierce."

Su Xuanyan couldn't help but chuckle.

At this time, the customers who bought the cloth in the store were almost gone, very quiet. Su Xuanyan's inappropriate smile immediately attracted everyone's attention.

When Song Xueyue saw Su Xuanyan, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, but when she glanced at the villain in his arms, the surprise immediately turned into contempt.

"You! Are you laughing at Miss I?"

What can a man who personally takes care of his children and has no servants beside him?

And he looks like this, I'm afraid he's not those official male prostitutes...

Thinking of this, Song Xueyue's eyes were full of disdain.

Su Xuanyan ignored it and walked straight to the front of the stage, "Shopkeeper, check out."

The shopkeeper glanced at Song Xueyue, "Okay, OK!"

Song Xueyue had never been ignored like this before. She was so angry that she quickly walked to Su Xuanyan, "I am talking to you, are you deaf? Can't you hear it?"

The baby face is distorted because of anger.

"You are so rude!" Su Jiu hugged Su Xuanyan's neck and frowned.

Song Xueyue then turned her eyes on the villain, "What are you?"

The aura around Su Xuanyan instantly became cold. Although there was still a smile on his face, the smile was not enough to reach his eyes.

He took the silver notes handed over by the shopkeeper, turned around and looked at Song Xueyue coldly.

Song Xueyue's heart trembled when she was looking at her eyes. She subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but she still shouted stubbornly: "You, what do you want to do? My lady's father is His Majesty's favorite minister today!"

Su Xuanyan really didn't want to bother with a child in her teens, but she scolded Jiuer!

Thinking of this, Su Xuanyan laughed, "Are you talking about that old thing Song Yi?"

Song Xueyue's face turned cold, "You unruly man, dare you insult my dad like this! I'm not going to be with you today!"

"You! Teach me a good lesson to me!" Song Xueyue's expression was completely distorted, and she said to the servant behind her with a grim face.

The four servants looked at each other, then carefully looked at Su Xuanyan, who was holding the villain and was bright and bright, and did not dare to step forward.

The lady was angry and her head was unclear, but the few people obviously felt that the person in front of her must be not simple, and she dared to call the master's name like this...

Seeing a few people hesitate, Song Xueyue felt that she was completely embarrassed. She raised her hand a few steps forward and wanted to hit the villain in Su Xuanyan's arms. She couldn't beat this man, so she could not teach this baby a lesson?

But before the hand fell, it was held by another tender horn.

Su Xuanyan glanced at Song Xueyue's hand, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Su Jiu has never seen such a slutty person before. He knew that Uncle Emperor was not easy to mess with, so he wanted to beat the child?!

"You little bitch, don't touch me!" Song Xueyue threw away the man's hand with disgust, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped her wrist that had just been held by the girl in pink skirt.

The girl in pink dress was thrown back a few steps, looked at Su Xuanyan, and saluted slowly: "My sister, please see Your Highness Ding'an!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Then he seemed to have suddenly reacted, and knelt on the ground with a few plops, and said in unison:

"Caomins meet His Highness Ding'an!"

Su Xuanyan, who was suddenly recognized, looked at the girl with pink skirt, and showed a touch of interest in his eyes. Today he deliberately changed into an ordinary long gown and did not wear an object that symbolizes his identity. How did the girl recognize him?

Only Song Xueyue stood there as if she had seen a ghost, "Ding, King Ding'an?"

How could this be His Highness Ding'an?

It must be the little bitch Song Zhirou, who actually bullied her with outsiders!

yes!

This must be the case!

"Song Zhirou! Why do you say that this person is King Ding'an? His Highness, King Ding'an, has never attended a court banquet anyway. Do you know that nonsense is a death sentence for beheading!"

Although Song Xueyue said this, her voice began to tremble, and she was obviously beginning to be scared.

Her mother was originally a precious concubine of her father, and Song Zhirou was the eldest daughter of the Song family. She has been suppressing her from childhood to adulthood.

Fortunately, the little bastard's mother passed away five years ago and was carried by her father as a wife, so she was proud.

But Song Zhirou's mother's family is noble, and she may have seen the appearance of King Ding'an somewhere...

"Four, five, six, seven!"

Song Zhirou ignored Song Xueyue's madness and called out coldly with a delicate face.

Several servants looked at each other, "Yes!"

Song Zhirou was still kneeling on the ground, but she was neither humble nor arrogant, and raised her hand to point at Song Xueyue.

"Clog her mouth!"

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