"Have you seen your brother Mo Ye?"

Jia Sidao didn't want to bother with this issue. He knew that as long as he started, A Ruan would definitely break the blame and ask the whole story. He didn't have much clue about that matter yet. A Ruan knew that if he was following Concubine Jia and accidentally let it go, it would be a storm in the city again. Jia Sidao really didn't want to startle the enemy too early.

"Brother Sidao, I will ask Brother Mo Ye if you don't say it."

Perhaps because he had been tricked by Jia Sidao too many times, A Ruan had already maintained enough immunity to his move to change the subject. She stroked the hair that was messed up by Jia Sidao, blinked her big eyes cutely, and did not care.

"Okay, okay! I'm afraid of you... Someone once wanted my life, your brother Mo Ye saved me, just as someone wanted my sister's life, and you saved them, mother and son, are you satisfied?"

Jia Sidao raised his hands and said helplessly.

Hearing Jia Sidao say this, A Ruan nodded, but it was rare that he did not continue asking.

Since Concubine Jia was assassinated, A Ruan has been with her in the deep palace. He is so likely not to know that Concubine Jia's assassination involves the inheritance of the national destiny of the Song Dynasty. Anyone involved such a thing, if anyone could do it properly, there would be no scum left, let alone her, a little foreign girl.

"Brother Sidao, they can't kill you... I hope Brother Sidao can kill fewer people in the future..."

After a while, A Ruan suddenly looked at Jia Sidao and said something like this that made Jia Sidao completely confused.

"A Ruan..."

"Mr. The emperor is welcome."

Just at this moment, Dong Songchen, a respectful and flattering voice came from behind him, interrupting Jia Sidao's words.

"Hehe, Brother Sidao, the emperor is looking for you, Aruan is going to find Brother Mo Ye now."

A Ruan waved at Jia Sidao mischievously, turned around and ran away.

Looking at A Ruan who left like a gust of wind, Jia Sidao had no choice but to smile helplessly.

...

"Good boy, come, give your father a laugh...Call him and listen..."

"Father...Father, I want to hug you too, I want to hug you too..."

"Uh... Ying'er... You are still young and can't hold your emperor brother. When you grow up, you will definitely hold you to hug..."

"No! The father doesn't want Ying'er anymore... Woo woo woo woo woo..."

“Wow…wow!”

Two equally crisp and extremely loud cries rang out in the tent one after another.

"Hey...Ying'er don't cry...good boy don't cry..."

Jia Sidao walked into the tent and saw such an extremely strange situation. Zhao Yun, who was holding one in his arms and one hanging on his legs, looked up but couldn't care about the bottom. He was in a hurry and didn't even look like he was yelling at the court.

Looking at the more than ten palace maids waiting around the big tent, they wanted to laugh but tried hard to hold back their laughter, and then looking at Zhao Yun who could not care about his arms and legs. Jia Sidao was really a little amused and crying.

He would never have thought that he could still see such a picture.

Seeing Jia Sidao come in, Zhao Yun's eyes lit up.

The savior is finally here!

Zhao Yun's extremely bright eyes made Jia Sidao feel an ominous feeling in his heart.

"Ying'er, Ying'er, look at who it is? Why don't you go and ride a horse with your uncle!"

The little man who was crying loudly on Zhao Yun's thighs suddenly stopped when he heard Zhao Yun's words. It seemed that in order to echo each other, the crying sound of the small little guy in Zhao Yun's arms stopped at the right time.

A small head suddenly turned around, and there were two rows of crystal tears on the broken little face. A pair of beautiful eyes that were still covered with water mist and were dazzlingly black suddenly stopped on Jia Sidao.

There were two small buns on her head that felt extremely complicated when she looked at her, her delicate face was carved with jade, and she had two sobbing sounds from time to time. There was also a pair of black little beautiful eyes that made people almost fall into it when they looked at her. There was no doubt that when this little loli, who looked only five or six years old, would undoubtedly be like a disaster to the country and the people when she grew up!

Although I had no impression of this girl with a pink and jade-made girl, Jia Sidao still confirmed the identity of the girl at a glance.

That bright yellow brocade dress can make Zhao Yun call him uncle and be helpless. Well, it is a little guy. Now, except for Concubine Jia who was born to Zhao Yun six years ago, the only descendant of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Ningying, the princess of Duanguo of the Song Dynasty, before that, seems to be no one else who can receive such treatment.

A moment ago, Jia Sidao was wondering what this horse riding was? Why did Zhao Yun smile so silly... The next moment, Zhao Ningying, who was still falling on Zhao Yun's thigh, had already abandoned Zhao Yun's small body, and blew to Jia Sidao's feet like a gust of wind.

"Chichichi..."

In Jia Sidao's dull and confused eyes, what the delicate little jade man, like a jade carving, had nothing to do with praises like jade carving, and jade man.

Zhao Ningying, who had two tears on his face, pulled Jia Sidao's trouser legs without saying a word, and gasped and climbed up on Jia Sidao's thighs.

The expression that was focused to the point of being completely selfless and the big black and round eyes made people immediately drunk after seeing it.

"What do you want to do?"

Jia Sidao reached out to hold Zhao Ningying's collar, pulled it up with a slight pull, and put it in front of him and looked at Zhao Ningying with a smile.

"Uncle... Ying'er wants to ride a horse... For one, two, three, I haven't ridden my uncle's horse for six months..."

Zhao Ningying, who was picked up by Jia Sidao, had a flapping her arms and legs in the air for a while. She first calculated the ten tender little fingers on her two white and tender slaps for a while, and then pointed at Jia Sidao's neck with aggrieved expression.

As he spoke, the little face was covered with a little grievance, and crystal tears began to ripple in the dark and round little eyes.

Half a year?

Jia Sidao then remembered that it seemed that he had never seen Zhao Yun's only daughter since he came to the Song Dynasty, and today was the first time he met. So is it said that Zhao Ningying has not been in Lin'an City for the past six months? Where can she go at such a young age?

This thought flashed through Jia Sidao's mind, and then he looked at Zhao Ningying, whose little mouth was getting more and more cracked, and his face was full of grievance, Jia Sidao was really amused and crying.

After a long time of love, I was riding a horse and riding me? And even Zhao Yun knew about this...

"Woo...hehe! Driver..."

Zhao Ningying's tears had just burst out one third of his tears. Jia Sidao was already quick to put her on his left shoulder, fixed her hands, and took two steps with her. Zhao Ningying's pink and jade-carved face turned gloomy again in an instant, and she drove Jia Sidao into a circle with her hands and feet...
Chapter completed!