"Imperial Brother! Royal brother, you're here." Jiang Su had already run over! She stood between little Rong Yi and Jiang Yu so that he wouldn't hit her again.
It would be fine if Yuan Jia was beaten, but if his brother was beaten until he bled, then it would be a big problem. Even if his brother was willing to settle it privately, the ministers would not be willing.
"Humph!" Little Rong Yi hugged his father's neck and snorted arrogantly. He looked so cute that Ye Qianli, who happened to open her eyes, laughed.
Rong Mo and Jiang Yu were dazzled by her smile. Her smile was especially pure and clean. It was filled with the vitality of a new life. It was calm and clear, like a begonia that bloomed after the rain. It was clean and beautiful, with a myriad of colors that attracted people.
Little Rong Yi looked back at his mother and reached out his hand. " Cold! " Hug, hug-"
