Hold the thick thighs tightly [My father is a traitor]

Xiao Yining looked at the mud-covered thing in front of her and swallowed her saliva. Although she was a person who didn't know the difference between grains, some things were indeed very familiar to her, such as the sweet potato in front of her, commonly known as sweet potato, which was rumored to have been brought back from abroad by a great man in the late Ming Dynasty. Her favorite in her previous life was the sweet potato for roasting sweet potatoes.

Sweet potatoes are very common in time-travel stories. They are usually used as artifacts when there is a drought, flood, or food shortage. They are used by the hero and heroine to improve their reputation among the people and to win favor in front of the emperor and his ministers. The heroine Leng Mengwan also relied on this sweet potato to win favor in front of the emperor, who praised her for her compassion.

At this moment, it appeared in front of Xiao Yining, and Xiao Yining's few brain cells began to think about the interaction between the heroine and sweet potato.

According to the original setting, after the heroine got the high-yield artifact sweet potato, she hid it and planted a large experimental field somewhere to plant sweet potatoes. The planting was successful and the yield was gratifying. Then floods occurred in the south, resulting in a large number of refugees. Although the treasury was full, there was always a shortage of food, and it was necessary to buy food from grain merchants and wealthy families at high prices. At this time, the heroine made a high-profile appearance with a steady supply of sweet potatoes and donated them free of charge, which not only saved the money in the treasury, but also saved the refugees from starving. She also became famous, and literati wrote poems to praise her.

The heroine has a good reputation, and sweet potato deserves credit for it.

But the heroine is only 12 years old now, and it is still far from flooding. Little Yining has no idea when she got the sweet potatoes. Maybe they have been planted and eaten for several times. She took out a handkerchief and picked a small sweet potato to wipe it.

Since the heroine can grow this thing, her family must be able to grow it as well.

"Oh, my lady, you can't touch this thing." Zhao Ya looked at Xiao Yining's actions and quickly snatched the sweet potato from her hand.

"Mammy, that's food."

Zhao Ya also saw it. "I'll have someone take her home and wash her clean before watching. Miss, please stop playing."

Xiao Yining did not embarrass Zhao Ya. She just looked at the size of the sweet potatoes and picked one that was bigger than her fist. She wrapped it in a handkerchief and put it into the small snack bag her mother made for her. She felt relieved when she saw Zhao Ya sending the waiter to return the bamboo basket. The bamboo basket looked like it could hold a lot of things. She wondered if there were other good things besides the sweet potatoes.

However, it is still a bit far-fetched to have such great luck. She was once just a tombstone in the article. How could a tombstone have any luck?

Wan Niang watched her daughter come back and took her back to the teahouse. Wang Ersheng and Leng Yi were no longer sitting in the lobby of the teahouse. They thought the storyteller's talk was boring, so they went to the private room to wait for them.

Zhao Ya, a senior nanny introduced by the Lin family, was the first to push open the door of the box. Then her body froze and she looked at the two people in front of her in disbelief.

Pei Dafu squinted his eyes and glanced at her, then smiled and said, "Isn't this Aunt Zhao from Rongxi Palace? I haven't seen you for a few years. Are you doing well outside the palace?"

The people behind Zhao Ya were all startled when they heard the strange man's voice coming from the box.

Li Anhe walked forward and pushed Zhao Ya away, his pupils trembling as he looked at the man drinking tea in the room.

Sheng Jingchen raised his eyes and smiled softly, "Come in and sit down."

When little Yining heard a familiar voice, she stretched her neck to check. The handsome uncle whom she had met once was sitting on a stool making tea for her, while her grandfather and fellow villager were tied together with an iron chain and thrown on the ground, with rags of unknown material stuffed in their mouths.

Yu Ke sensed a different atmosphere and wanted to leave with the wet nurse, but was stopped by the people guarding the door.

At this time, Li Anhe took a deep breath and asked her daughter to step forward and kneel down, "Commoner Li Anhe pays respect to the emperor."

Xiao Yining: Oh, how did her grandma know the emperor?

Yu Ke and Chen also fell to their knees, too frightened to even look at Sheng Jingchen.

Sheng Jingchen's eyes were deep as he stared at the woman kneeling in front of him, a complex expression flashing across his face.

There was silence in the box. Wan Niang held down little Yining's head tightly to prevent her from looking up, so as not to disrespect the holy face.

A sigh came from above my head.

"Zhizhi, you are still as cautious as ever. Please sit down." Sheng Jingchen said.

"Your Majesty is worth millions of gold, I, a common woman, dare not do that." Li Anhe still knelt on the ground with her daughter, refusing to get up.

Pei Dafu saw the slightly unhappy look on His Majesty's face and hurried forward to help her up. "Miss Li, what are you doing? His Majesty must be so happy to know that you are still alive these days. You have really disappointed him."

Li Anhe then slowly stood up, his face stiff, and he was a little afraid to look at Sheng Jingchen.

"Stand up." This sentence was said to the frightened Yu Ke and Chen.

Who would have thought that I could meet the country's top leader while going out for a walk?

The two of them stood up with weak legs. They were carried out without daring to breathe. Looking at the people staring at them, they wished they could cover their ears to avoid hearing anything they shouldn't hear.

Sheng Jingchen looked at the person standing still and did not force him. He drank his tea silently, his eyes fixed on a small figure.

Little Yining was staring at her sweet potato at this moment. When her mother pulled her up just now, the sweet potato in the cloth bag fell out and rolled to the emperor's feet.

How does the saying go? Good fortune and misfortune go hand in hand.

It was obvious that her grandmother had a close relationship with the emperor. She wondered if the emperor would spare her for her grandmother's sake since Sweet Potato had stepped on his toes.

Sheng Jingchen watched her staring at the clod of dirt, raised his eyebrows, and bent down to pick it up himself. "You want this."

Xiao Yining nodded and picked it up so that he wouldn't step on it.

The things this little girl likes are really weird. He picked up a few of her animal teeth before, and the shadow guard said she cried for a long time.

"Call me Uncle Grandpa, and I'll give it to you."

Xiao Yining's eyes widened instantly.

Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle grandpa?

Are the Emperor and I related?

No, it should be that grandma and the emperor are relatives.

Xiao Yining couldn't help but steal a glance at the man, counting on her fingers to calculate their seniority.

"Don't you want to call me "I"? " Sheng Jingchen said expressionlessly.

"Sister Qing is not familiar with the emperor, so the emperor should not make things difficult for the child." Li Anhe said lightly.

Sheng Jingchen sneered, "It seems that my cousin still thinks that I was a useless prince back then, and she doesn't even want to acknowledge me as her relative."

Cousin? Her grandmother?

Grandma is the emperor's cousin? Huh? What kind of setting is this?

Xiao Yining, who was stunned by the blood relationship between the heroine and the emperor a few days ago, was shocked again by this news.

Her grandmother is the emperor's cousin, and the heroine is the emperor's niece. She and the heroine are also relatives, and she is a generation younger. But it doesn't matter, she is still a royal relative. In this way, she doesn't have to wait for her father to become an official, and she can already look up to countless people.

"I don't dare to marry the emperor." Li Anhe said directly, which made Sheng Jingchen's face look ugly. At this time, he felt a little warm at his fingertips, and the sweet potato in his hand was taken away. "Thank you, uncle of the emperor."

The golden thigh must be rubbed.

Xiao Yining smiled sweetly at him, and her soft voice made him relax. "As expected of you, you are the daughter of Grand Tutor Li. Your temper hasn't changed at all over the years. Well, you faked your death twenty years ago and hid it from everyone in Yanjing. Today, I don't recognize you, Pei Dafu..."

Eunuch Pei, who had been standing by as a background figure, took out a tray as if by magic. "This is the gift that His Majesty prepared for you. It's the first time His Majesty is an uncle, so he is very happy. These items were personally selected by His Majesty in his private storehouse. Young lady and young lady, take them."

Little Yining looked at the exquisite jade carvings and jade pendants on the tray, but didn't dare to reach out.

Wan Niang looked at her mother and saw her nod slightly. She felt relieved and bowed to Sheng Jingchen to thank him and accepted the things.

At this time Pei Dafu made another gesture and invited Xiao Yining and Wan Niang to the next box.

"Your Majesty has not seen Miss Li for many years and wants to reminisce about the past. Miss and Young Miss, please wait here for a moment."

Xiao Yining looked at Leng Yi who was also dragged out, and Pei Dafu who was blocking the door.

It seems that the emperor still cares about my grandma very much. I don’t know what kind of love-hate relationship there is between them that made my grandma fake her death and escape from Yanjing.

Aren’t cousins ​​the emotional CPs that writers love to add the most?