After crossing, let yourself go

Yan Beiming smiled and walked over, his expression slightly better than when he saw Mu Cangqiong just now.

Because the Emperor Beiming had just said that there was no need to kneel, Han Jiu had been standing there without moving. She now deeply regretted coming to Prince Cheng's Mansion.

Mu Jifan, who had a very high emotional intelligence, walked forward and asked Mu Cangqiong to sit down, then whispered, "Father, these two are my friends." He did not introduce the identities of Han Jiu and Song Ruochen, because he knew that his father knew who these two people were, especially Han Jiu.

As if sensing something, the Queen held Yan Beiming's hand and said with a gentle smile, "Don't stand anymore, sit down, don't worry about us, just have fun. Mu Lin wanted to come and see her brother, so she came over, so the Emperor and I followed her over and sat for a while before leaving."

Mu Cangqiong retracted his peach blossom eyes and finally spoke, "Sit down, no need for so much etiquette."

Am I fucking polite? I was thinking about what excuse to leave. I was very unhappy with your "unexpected" look. Although thinking so, Han Jiu still smiled and bowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty and Your Majesty." Then he pulled Song Ruochen to sit down.

Mu Jifan was a little confused when he saw Han Jiu's respectful words. How could this man be so polite? He actually understood the rules of etiquette?

Yan Beiming was much calmer. He knew Han Jiu too well. Han Jiu had always been like this when he saw him and Yan Beixuan in the beginning in Dayan. However, everyone who knew him knew that he was not like this because he really respected or feared you but because he was annoyed with you.

The more polite and courteous this man is to you, the more annoyed he will be with you. If he speaks to you and behaves casually and carefreely, he may actually chat with you.

Mu Cangqiong had such a powerful imperial aura that all the servants in Prince Cheng's mansion didn't dare to make a sound.

Although the troupe on the stage was performing to their heart's content, the troupe owner backstage was sweating profusely, praying in his heart that there must be no mistakes, no mistakes.

Yan Beiming chatted with the Queen for a long time, and Mu Jifan watched the show on the stage and occasionally said a word or two to Mu Cangqiong.

As for Han Jiu, she was sitting there lazily with no expression on her face. Song Ruochen could sense her emotions and pulled her hand under the table to make her feel better.

Mu Lin's curious eyes revealed innocence. This girl was about the same age as Xiaoyu, and her personality was probably similar. They both had big, watery eyes that could be seen through at a glance. They were simple and likable.

Mu Lin sat beside the queen and looked at Yan Beiming curiously. She probably didn't know Yan Beiming's true identity and seemed to think it was meaningless. She turned her head to look at Han Jiu and Song Ruochen, tilted her head and smiled at Han Jiu, "What's your name?"

Han Jiu smiled at her and said, "Princess, my surname is Han and my given name is Jiu."

"You are Han Jiu. The emperor often mentions you." Mu Lin looked at Han Jiu happily.

Mu Jifan on the side coughed and said, "Mu Lin, stop talking nonsense."

Mu Lin looked at his brother and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. Didn't my brother mention Han Jiu to me during the day? You never praise people, so I remember it."

Mu Jifan had never been so embarrassed in his life. He did mention Han Jiu to Mu Lin. Now thinking about it, why did he mention a man to such a little girl? Isn't this just making people wonder?

Mu Lin didn't wait for her brother to say anything else. She stood up and walked to Han Jiu's side. "You accompany me to set off the fireworks. My father won't let me do that in the palace."

Han Jiu turned her head and looked at the Bei Ming Emperor. The Bei Ming Emperor, who had a very powerful aura, looked at his daughter lovingly and said to Han Jiu, "It's New Year's Day today, let's not be polite, go and have fun."

"My father has already told you to play with me. My brother won't play with me." Mu Lin reached out and pulled Han Jiu's clothes.

Han Jiu smiled helplessly, stood up and walked into the yard with Mu Lin, took the fireworks from the servant, placed them on the ground and lit them.

Mu Lin looked at the fireworks and clapped excitedly. This little girl was really extremely happy. She probably couldn't have been so happy in the palace at other times. Han Jiu looked at her and smiled, then lit another one for Mu Lin to see. Mu Lin tilted her head back and turned around on the ground to watch. Perhaps she was too happy and didn't notice that she was about to fall down because of her unstable footing.

Han Jiu rushed over and put his hand on her waist to catch her falling body. The person in his arms was so scared that her face was pale and her eyes were still in a state of fear. Han Jiu helped her stand steadily and said, "Princess, are you okay?"

Mu Lin opened her round eyes like a frightened little animal. At this moment, Han Jiu noticed that her pupils were larger than those of ordinary people, as if she was wearing cosmetic contact lenses.

Although her personality is similar to Xiaoyu's, she is lively and active, but Xiaoyu knows martial arts and is energetic and has good physical strength. After all, Mu Lin in front of her is a princess in the deep palace, so her body must be much more delicate.

As if she was frightened by the accident just now, her body was shaking slightly. Han Jiu looked at her and asked worriedly, "Princess? Are you okay?"

Mu Lin opened her eyes and looked at Han Jiu. The next moment, she pouted and burst into tears. Han Jiu was overwhelmed. She turned her head and looked at Mu Jifan who was walking towards her for help.

When Mu Jifan saw Han Jiu's gaze, he sighed helplessly, "It's okay, she is timid and was probably scared just now. Thank you for that." Otherwise, Mu Lin would have definitely fallen down.

Oh, what is this? Just setting off fireworks can make a little girl cry. "Hurry up and comfort her, she is crying like a baby." These tears are in pairs.

Hearing Han Jiu's words, Mu Lin, who was standing there with tears in her eyes, burst into laughter again, "You are the water baby."

Han Jiu raised an eyebrow as he looked at the little girl who was laughing through her tears and nodded, "Yes, I am Shui Wa, I am Shui Wa, it will be fine if you just stop crying."

Mulin was happy again. The maid handed her a handkerchief. She took it and wiped the tears off her face. "I can cry if I want to."

Han Jiu was happy, "Okay, cry if you want to cry, laugh if you want to laugh, play as much as you want, and be happy."

Mu Lin took another firework and handed it to Han Jiu, "Then, set it off for me again."

Han Jiu took the fireworks and sighed in his heart, this is really a little princess. "Then you better watch your step this time, don't look around in circles."

"Got it, just let it go." He took a step back while pulling Mu Jifan aside. "I'll just stand here and don't move, okay?"

Han Jiu nodded and took two more steps to put the fireworks on the ground and lit them. The dazzling fireworks exploded in the air, red, green and blue, so beautiful. Han Jiu looked up at the fireworks exploding in the sky and smiled with his lips curled.

Mu Jifan also looked at the sky at first, but he didn't know when a lazy figure appeared in his eyes. Mu Lin was actually not easy to coax. The princess had a bad temper, but she stopped crying with just two simple words.

It seemed that every unintentional action of this man could make people happy. He had seen how gentle this man was to the people around him.

He still can't forget the tenderness he showed to Song Ruochen when he first saw him on the street, because that tenderness touched Song Ruochen and also infected himself at that moment.

Song Ruochen walked to Han Jiu and put a cloak on her, because he knew she was afraid of the cold.

The fireworks on the ground had finished setting off. Han Jiu smiled at Mu Lin beside him and asked, "Is the princess happy?"

Mu Lin nodded. "Can you play with me more often in the future?"

Han Jiu was slightly stunned. "Ah, I probably can't play with you often."

Mu Jifan was stunned. Oh, you are so direct. To be honest, I don’t feel safe letting Mu Lin play with you.

"Why? Are you busy?" Mu Lin asked somewhat unhappily. No one had ever rejected her so obviously.

"Well, I'm busy." Han Jiu tightened the cloak that Song Ruochen had put on her. It was really cold.

"I don't care. If you don't play with me, I will ask my father to order you to come to the palace to accompany me." Mu Lin's princess temper flared up.

Mu Jifan sighed, "Mu Lin, don't be so rude. Han Jiu has no obligation to accompany you." This kid, really, who do you think that man is.

"But he, but..."

"Stop messing around." Mu Jifan's face turned a little colder.

Mu Lin glared at Han Jiu with his big eyes, snorted, and walked away with his chest puffed out and his head held high.

Mu Jifan looked at the back that looked like a little rooster, shook his head and walked to Han Jiu. "Mu Lin has been spoiled by me and my mother. Don't take it to heart."

Han Jiu glanced at his peach blossom eyes and said, "It's only natural for a girl to be pampered."