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

Jiang Yingcheng raised his head with a dazed expression, his lips slightly parted, and a hint of death in his eyes.

The herb suddenly turned into such a large size out of nowhere and was seen by everyone!

She didn't know how to explain it at all. Her pupils, which looked like black grapes, turned half a circle numbly, and her mouth pursed.

[If you can't explain it, then just cry! ]

She is still young, so it is normal that she can't speak clearly!

It is normal to cry when you are nervous and to be unable to speak clearly when you cry!!

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

A few people who could hear the little guy's inner voice: "..."

The others who couldn’t hear the little guy’s thoughts but could understand his expression: “!!!”

Chi Jingyang's scalp tightened, and he subconsciously took a step to the side, blocking the view of the people outside the door, and stammered: "This snow condensation grass... has excellent elasticity and ductility. In special circumstances, this situation will occur."

Jiang Yingcheng paused as she was about to cry. Her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened and she looked at her uncle Chi inquiringly: "Really?"

Chi Jingyang nodded quickly: "Really, really!"

He didn't care at all whether the rumors that would ruin his reputation if spread outside were reasonable, nor did he care at all about the lives of other people.

Jiang Yingcheng turned around again to look at the expression of the new grandfather.

Liang Qilue: "..."

Liang Qilue retracted his gaze that was about to stare two holes into Chi Jingyang's face: "Really."

Jiang Yingcheng felt relieved.

[Wow, this is so magical——]

The overly simple people outside the door: "How magical——"

Chi Jingyang: “…”

Jiang Yanchuan: "..."

Time was limited, so Chi Jingyang asked everyone to leave and focused on treating Lu Jingchu.

Jiang Yingcheng was led out by Liang Qilue's hand. Before leaving the house, he looked back every few steps: "You must cure Chengcheng's uncle Liuzi!"

That is their Da Rui's precious magic weapon, nothing must happen to it!

After thinking for a while, she stopped where she was and said, "Why don't you stay here——"

In case any medicinal herbs are needed later, she can easily conjure up another one!

Chi Jingyang waved his hands in annoyance: "No, no."

He felt like he was being tormented to pieces by this little guy in just these few days.

Jiang Yingcheng curled his lips: "That's fine."

Then she obediently let this serious-looking grandfather take her out.

Liang Qilue closed the door and waved to dismiss everyone. The reason was very simple: "There are too many people and the air is not circulating. It will be difficult for Liuzi to get better."

Everyone looked at the closed doors and windows in front of them, then looked at Jiang Yanchuan and the others who were standing there like wooden stakes, and then dispersed with dull expressions.

Only then was Jiang Yanchuan able to meet this legendary figure eye to eye.

Liang Qilue's eyes carefully traced the faces of the three people, confirmed the origin of the little fellow in his hand, and smiled kindly at Jiang Yanchuan: "I am Feng Chungu, thank you for your help."

He lowered his head, met the little guy's confused gaze, and slowly revealed a more kind smile.

Jiang Yingcheng hesitated: "No, you're welcome~"

Jiang Yingcheng, who had already learned the true identity of this grandfather from 007, was delighted: [Grandpa Liang, it’s too early to thank you~]

It won't be too late to say this after her father, the Emperor, tells her the purpose of this trip~~

Jiang Yanchuan withdrew his gaze from the little guy, with the remaining warmth in his eyes, and said with a cupped hand, "General Liang, you are too polite."

The smile on Liang Qilue's face suddenly fell.

……

Liang Qilue brought the group to the small courtyard where he lived.

This house is much bigger than where Lu Jingchu lives. The yard in front of the door is planted with all kinds of easy-to-grow small flowers. There are even two ancient trees in the yard with a simple swing bed on them. When the weather is good, Liang Qilue will occasionally read a couple of military books here.

Jiang Yingcheng liked this swing bed very much. As soon as he entered the yard, his eyes were fixed on it and he couldn't look away for a long time.

Liang Qi's depressed mood was instantly healed by this scene: "Want to play?"

He fought in many wars all his life and spent very little time at home, missing the childhood of all his children and grandchildren. The desire to participate properly in his children's early years became almost an obsession.

But later on, his family was broken up and he was the only one left in the huge clan, and he never thought about such things again.

Now, when he suddenly saw such a little guy, and he saved the younger generation whom he regarded as a relative, Liang Qilue's heart for caring for human cubs was rekindled.

Jiang Yingcheng turned around suddenly, his eyes sparkling: "Chengcheng can I play?!"

Liang Qi nodded slightly: "Of course."

As he spoke, he reached out and took the little girl's hand from Jiang Yanchuan again, walked over happily with her, and placed her on the rocking swing bed with his own hands.

Jiang Yingcheng had a great time, and she didn't forget to take advantage of her handsome father.

She took out the little tiger wood carving she had always carried with her from her sleeve and handed it to Grandpa Liang: "This is for Grandpa Liang!"

Liang Qilue was so happy that his eyes narrowed into two tiny slits: "Are you really giving it to Grandpa Liang?"

Jiang Yingcheng nodded heavily.

Liang Qi took it with a smile.

then--

"If you accept Cheng Cheng's gift, you can't hit Cheng Cheng's father——"

If you must hit me, you can’t hit Cheng Cheng after hitting Daddy——

You have to go with them after the fight.

Liang Qilue: "..."

The smile on Liang Qilue's lips froze suddenly. He turned around and glanced at the three people behind him without any expression, and let out a breath, neither light nor heavy.

He looked at the little tiger in front of him that was made shiny and round, and reached out to touch the little guy's head.

Reluctantly: "No fight."

I can't fight him even if I want to.

He stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture to Jiang Yanchuan, then turned around and walked into the room on his own.

Jiang Yanchuan winked at Gao Siyuan and Liaochen, then stepped forward and touched Jiang Yingcheng's furry head: "Chengcheng has grown up and can help Daddy so much."

Even though this group of people were deeply persecuted by the Beiming royal family, it was still difficult to get them to easily accept that they were the people of Dayui.

What Jiang Yingcheng had just done in that small courtyard undoubtedly laid an excellent foundation for them.

Jiang Yingcheng was so happy that she was about to raise her head to rub the palm of her handsome father, when she heard a voice from inside the room -

"Are you still going to talk?!"

Jiang Yanchuan pinched Jiang Yingcheng's round face with a smile, then turned and walked in.

After Jiang Yanchuan left, Gao Siyuan and Liaochen came forward, took the initiative to push the little girl's swing bed, and started playing with her.

Jiang Yingcheng was still worried about her handsome father's situation. While lying on the swing bed and enjoying the breeze brought by the swing, she was worried: "Daddy won't be beaten by Grandpa Liang, right?"

After all, there is still such hatred between the two countries. As a veteran of Beiming, Grandpa Liang will always have some patriotism.

Gao Siyuan laughed loudly when he heard this: "Of course not, after all——"

Before he could finish his words, a loud bang was heard in the room.

It was like something was thrown to the ground.

Immediately afterwards——

"Get out of here, old man!"

Gao Siyuan: “Uh——”