Xiang Nianrong was stunned, and stood there sluggishly.
My mind went blank, and slowly, there were more and more voices around me, and I just recovered from the shock, flustered, at a loss, and helpless.
She took the jar and smashed the father
After Huarong asked, Xiang Ziyu saw that Xiang Nianrong was standing there motionless, and panicked, fearing that she was also frightened by him.
Hastily walked over to inquire about the situation, "Nian Rong, Nian Rong, it's all right, it's all right, the queen mother is here."
Xiang Nianrong raised his head tremblingly, his eyes were red, and his voice was trembling, "MotherI didn't mean itNianrong really didn't do it on purposeFather Emperor, are you alright?"
Huarong held Xiang Nianrong in her arms, and stroked her head, "The mother knows, the mother knows, Nianrong didn't do it on purpose, father, he's fine, it's fine, don't be afraid of Nianrong."
Xiang Nianrong hugged Huarong back, his body trembling, "Mmm"
Huarong sighed, and seeing that Xiang Nianrong's mood had stabilized a lot, she suggested, "Then let's go and see Father, shall we?"
Xiang Nianrong secretly glanced at Xiang Ziyu who had been placed on the chair, bit his lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and nodded.
Huarong took her hand and walked over.
Xiang Nianrong stood in front of Xiang Ziyu, not daring to raise his head, biting his lips tightly, biting his panic, helplessness and fear.
Xiang Ziyu sat up, leaned forward, and patted Xiang Nianrong's head, "It's okay, don't be afraid."
Gentle and gentle, without a little bit of blame.
Like a generous and powerful hand slowly soothing Xiang Nianrong's fear and panic.
She raised her head and cried out in a crying voice, "Father."
Xiang Ziyu was worried, "Why are you crying? It's okay, it's okay, Nian Rong, don't be afraid, Father is fine."
As he spoke, he hugged Xiang Nianrong in his arms and comforted him over and over again.
Xiang Nianrong lay on Xiang Ziyu's shoulder, sobbing, "My son didn't do it on purpose Nian Rong really didn't do it on purpose, really, Nian Rong didn't want to hurt my father real"
Xiang Ziyu patted her on the back lightly, "Father knows, Father knows, Nian Rong didn't do it on purpose, and Father's little princess didn't do it on purpose, it's just that he played too much, Father knows, it's okay Now, don't cry, be obedient, be good, it's okay"
Xiang Nianrong wet his shoulders with tears and snot, "Is Father hurt? Does Father hurt?"
Xiang Ziyu smiled, and carefully wiped away her tears, "Look, what's wrong with Father? I didn't hit the mark. It was just Father who was acting. It's not good for Father. After acting, let Nian Rong is sad."
Xiang Nianrong cried, "Reallyreally?"
Xiang Ziyu rubbed her head, and reaffirmed, "Really! Who is your father? The emperor of Liang, your reliance, how could something happen to your father? Isn't this good?"
Afraid that Xiang Nianrong didn't believe it, Xiang Ziyu moved his feet on purpose to show her that it was really all right.
It's just that this move made the people on the side tremble with fear.
After confirming that his father was fine, Xiang Nianrong stopped crying, "Father, I'm sorry Nian Rong knew it was wrong, will Father be angry with Nian Rong? Nian Rong really really knows wrong"
Xiang Ziyu smiled and said, "Silly girl, how could Father be angry with Nian Rong? Father knows that Nian Rong didn't do it on purpose, it was just an unintentional act, Father really doesn't blame Nian Rong, look, Isn't the father not injured?"
Xiang Nianrong said "hmm" twice, hugged Xiang Ziyu's neck, buried his head in his arms, seeking comfort and peace.
Xiang Ziyu didn't say a word, just hugged Xiang Nianrong quietly, and patted her on the back lightly over and over again, slowly calming her bad mood of nervousness and fear of regret.
Slowly, Xiang Nianrong calmed down, covered in paint and full of tabby cats, was taken by Nanny Li to wash.
As soon as she left, Xiang Ziyu's face changed, his nose and eyes were almost wrinkled together, like a bun, and he grinned in pain.
Hua Rong hurriedly asked Wang Qing to help him to Changle Palace, so that the imperial physician could come and make a diagnosis.
"Don't!"
Xiang Ziyu leaned on the bed, stopped Huarong who was about to call the imperial doctor, "Face, my husband's facehaven't wiped it yet~"
Huarong sighed helplessly, dipped the handkerchief into the water, took it out, twisted it until it was half dry, and wiped Xiang Ziyu's face.
"You, you, when is it, you still pay so much attention to your image?"
Xiang Ziyu muttered, "At any rate, my husband is also the emperor of a country, a real dragonMy son, governing a city-state, a role model for a country, how can he have a face full of big cats, it is unseemly. "
Hua Rong rubbed and retorted a few words, "Just now, didn't you have fun too? Why don't you think that you are a role model for the country?"
"How can it be the same?" Xiang Ziyu explained, "That's in front of you, Tong Nianrong, your husband is just an ordinary husband and father, the same as thousands of people in the world, with a face What's the point of painting? It's just that in front of the world, as a husband and the Son of Heaven, you still need to pay attention to your image."
Huarong's heart felt warm, her nose was sore, "How's the foot? Does it still hurt?"
"It hurts"
Xiang Ziyu yelled coquettishly, "It hurts badly"
Huarong frowned distressedly, "I don't know how to hide when something hits me!"
Xiang Ziyu blinked innocently, "Isn't that too sudden to avoid?"
Huarong patted his chest and complained, "Don't play such a dangerous game in the future, look, you are all injured, why hasn't the imperial doctor come here yet?"
Xiang Ziyu clutched his chest and felt pain, "I know, my husband is injured, Madam doesn't know how to feel sorry for my husband at all, and I want to hurt more and more, and I will die of pain for my husband!"
Seeing Xiang Ziyu's teeth grinning, Huarong became anxious all of a sudden, her eyes were red with anxiety, "What's wrong? The pain? I didn't use force? What should I do? Where's the imperial physician? Why hasn't the imperial physician come over yet? "
After finishing speaking, he made a gesture and got up to look for it.
However, Xiang Ziyu pulled him back into his arms, leaned into Huarong's ear, and whispered, "Madam, it won't hurt after a kiss"
Huarong was stunned for two seconds, her little face flushed, and she glared at him angrily, "Don't make trouble!"
Xiang Ziyu grabbed her clothes and didn't let go, "No trouble, just a kiss won't hurt"
Huarong warned in a low voice, "There are still so many people watching! Stop making trouble and be obedient."
Xiang Ziyu glanced at the waiting maids and eunuchs indifferently, "Which of them dares to watch?"
The voice was neither high nor low, with a strong sense of warning, and the waiting ladies and eunuchs immediately turned their heads and did not dare to look directly.
Xiang Ziyu smiled lowly, "No one is watching Madam, can I kiss you?"
Huarong blushed, "You are a scoundrel, be obedient and kiss again later."
"No!" Xiang Ziyu acted foolishly, "I want it now."
Huarong refused with righteous words, "No."
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