The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

It’s the end of the twelfth lunar month and New Year’s Day is approaching.

Envoys from various countries arrived in Beijing one after another, and the palace became visibly busy.

Jiang Yingcheng was dressed in a bright red coat, and looked like a doll from a New Year picture, cute and festive...

And thick.

Jiang Yingcheng frowned slightly, with a few beads of sweat on her forehead. She said pitifully to her mother, "It's a little tight."

Fang Siwan stood up and looked around, and she also felt troubled.

These sets of clothes were specially prepared for this period of time after the sizes were measured two months ago. Although she did not have the status she has today at that time, she was willing to spend a lot of money to customize several sets of clothes for the little one.

Unexpectedly, in just two months, the little guy became much rounder due to the food he was fed.

Qingbi stepped forward hesitantly: "Otherwise, I will go to the clothing store outside the palace and buy two new sets of clothes for the little prince..."

Fang Siwan shook her head: "At this time, the good clothes have already been picked up by the major families, how can there be suitable ones..."

"Otherwise, I will help the little prince to pick up some dead branches outside..."

The word "fat" that she couldn't utter yet suddenly turned around and glared at her, almost slipping her tongue.

Even so, Jiang Yingcheng could hear Qingbi's unfinished meaning.

"Lose weight?" She stood up from the bed, grabbed her mother's shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and tried to look directly into Qingbi's eyes.

Qingbi's eyes wandered: "Of course not, little prince, I just want to play with you picking up dead branches..."

Jiang Yingcheng said firmly: "It's to lose weight!"

Too much!

Not happy!

Then, this unhappiness continued all the way to the city gate.

Crown Prince Jiang Tinghuai led civil and military officials to the city gate to welcome envoys from friendly countries. Jiang Yingcheng, who had not eaten much snacks the whole morning, was mistakenly thought to be in a bad mood and was taken out of the palace to relax.

Jiang Tinghuai was dressed very formally today. His dark red brocade robe was embroidered with auspicious patterns of soaring clouds, and he wore a green cloak hanging to his ankles. He stood in front of all the civil and military officials in the court with an upright posture, looking indescribably elegant and graceful.

——If he hadn’t been whispering miserably to comfort people the whole time.

"Xiao Shiyi, it's fine if you give your fourth brother a cold shoulder, but why don't you even smile when the crown prince takes you out to play?"

Jiang Yingcheng looked indifferent: [Don't talk to Chengcheng! ]

"..." Jiang Tinghuai was almost about to laugh at this little guy, but he still said softly, "Crown Prince didn't even bring Xingran and Qiuyu, and he immediately fell in love with the cutest girl in the crowd, Chengcheng. But Chengcheng treated Crown Prince like this?"

Jiang Tinghuai looked dejected: "Well, it seems that the prince brother is not liked by Chengcheng anymore——"

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes to observe the little guy's expression.

Finally, the moment he finished speaking, the little boy beside him finally spoke: "Hungry..."

Jiang Tinghuai's face was blank: "...What?"

Jiang Yingcheng, who had been strong all the way, could no longer hold back and began to cry aggrievedly: "Chengcheng is so hungry, wuwuwu——"

After Qingbi called her "fat" today, she refrained from eating any snacks the entire morning and only ate a little at lunch. Now she was so hungry that she didn't even have the strength to speak!

The civil and military officials behind the two men: "..."

The envoy from Changlan State who had just emerged from the city gate and was within earshot of the voice said: "..."

The scene fell into embarrassment for a while.

Fortunately, the little girl was very well-behaved. Before everyone could rack their brains to think of how to coax her, the moment her eyes came into contact with the envoys' team, she paused, then sniffed hard and stopped crying.

Jiang Tinghuai: "..."

Jiang Tinghuai pretended to be calm and wiped the tears from the little guy's eyes with his sleeve, then pretended nothing had happened and smiled calmly: "Wait a minute--"

He wanted to say that the prince would prepare some snacks for him after welcoming the envoys into the palace, but he suddenly heard the little guy's aggrieved voice ringing in his ears again.

[The prince’s grip hurts so much——]

The little guy still couldn't control his aggrieved mood, and his weak voice was so pitiful that it was really heartbreaking to hear.

Jiang Tinghuai: "!!!"

The big hand loosened quickly, and the scalp also tightened——

[Is it because the Queen Auntie twisted his ear this morning that Prince Brother wants to bully Cheng Cheng?! ]

[It was obviously the Crown Prince who wanted to be lazy and deliberately taught the Seventh Brother to imitate his handwriting, and then taught him his own homework so that he could use the Seventh Brother's homework to make it look real. After being discovered, the aunt twisted the Crown Prince... The Queen Aunt did nothing wrong! The Crown Prince should be twisted!!]

Jiang Tinghuai: "..."

He knew that once this little guy calmed down, he would do something naughty in his mind.

Now, not only the entire court knows about his little misdeeds, but even their father will know about it soon!

Jiang Tinghuai gritted his teeth secretly, and the moment he lowered his head to meet her gaze, the little guy immediately looked away guiltily, and blew a long and melodious whistle in his heart.

Several chuckles could be heard behind the two men, and their plan to cover up the truth was completely ruined.

Fortunately, the Changlan Kingdom that visited today has always been on good terms with Dayui, and even the envoy team is led by its king himself.

The moment the convoy stopped in front of the crowd, the hearty laughter of Sheng Wenli, the King of Changlan Kingdom, was heard.

"Hahahaha-"

The sturdy man who had fought in battles all his life climbed down from the carriage, followed by a young boy who was only a few years older than the little guy.

Jiang Tinghuai hurriedly grabbed the little guy's hand and went forward: "Prince Yongkang——"

Before he could finish his words, the ruler of Changlan State raised his hand to interrupt him: "Emperor Mingze and I have been friends for many years. Your Highness, there is no need to be polite."

After saying that, his eyes moved straight down to the little girl beside Jiang Tinghuai, rubbing his hands: "This..."

The little girl had just been seen crying, and she was still a little embarrassed, but she still managed to straighten her back: "My name is Jiang Yingcheng, and I'm my father's most favorite little princess!!"

As a daughter slave, Sheng Wenli, who only has a bunch of sons, drools with envy.

He glanced at Sheng Shixu beside him, and a bold idea quietly came to his mind: "Shixu, go say hello to Emperor Mingze's favorite little princess."

The smile on Jiang Tinghuai's lips froze.

The eyes of all the civil and military officials in the court suddenly widened.

What is this doing?!

Isn't it too obvious that you want to kidnap our little prince? !

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the handsome young man following the Changlan King stepped forward and took out a palm-sized oil-paper bag from his sleeve: "Here are some snacks we bought on the road. Do you want to try them?"

Jiang Yingcheng did not take the package directly, but looked up at her brother the Crown Prince as if seeking consent.

The round eyes are full of desire——

[M-The snacks handed to me by the future overlord himself——]

Can Chengcheng answer it?

Jiang Tinghuai: "..."

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty: "..."

what? !

What in the future are you talking about? ! !