Ye Jiyao looked at the little girl's quiet sleeping face, especially her eyebrows and eyes that were extremely similar to him, and even he felt a little incredible.

He couldn't tell whether it was the same blood flowing in his bones or the little pity he had left for her. He seemed to be particularly pleasing to this girl.

But he also knew that it shouldn't be because of the same blood flowing, otherwise he had many descendants, so why did he feel pity for this little girl?

The man stretched out his slender and fair hand and moved it to the little girl's eyebrows and eyes that were similar to him. The phoenix eyes were as deep as ink, and there was a doting intention in his eyes that he had not even discovered.

The next morning

Eunuch Zhao came to serve men dressing and going to court as usual.

As a result, as soon as he entered the inner room of the bedroom, he saw the man sitting on a chair hiding silently in most of the corner, which was obviously shocked.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, why are you getting up so early today?" Eunuch Zhao stared at the man sitting in the corner.

The man was sitting in the corner at this moment, and the morning light shone into the inner room through the window, leaving most of his face hidden in the darkness.

But Eunuch Zhao still noticed the black green under the man's eyelid at a glance.

This... did Your Majesty not sleep well last night?

Eunuch Zhao was confused and was about to speak when the man sitting on the chair suddenly stood up.

Eunuch Zhao looked at the black green under the man's eyelids, and at this moment, His Majesty was filled with a cold air that was not close to him.

Several palace maids who were preparing to dress the tyrant on the side, looked at His Majesty's gloomy face early in the morning, so scared that they didn't even dare to show off their anger, for fear of offending the man's reverse scale.

Eunuch Zhao glanced at the little girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed not far away, thinking, could it be that the Seventh Princess was having trouble at night?

But it shouldn't be. The Seventh Princess is now five and a half years old. She shouldn't cry in the middle of the night and asks His Majesty to feed her...

Ye Jiyao raised his arm and asked the palace maid to dress him. His gloomy handsome face and a strong sense of fatigue in his eyes.

His gloomy eyes fell on the little girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed at this moment, and the depression in her heart became more and more intense.

Just last night, he almost couldn't help but strangle the girl to death.

This dead girl not only snored while sleeping, but also grind her teeth, tortured him all night.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Eunuch Zhao couldn't help asking when he looked at the man's gloomy face.

"Nothing happens"

How could Eunuch Zhao look like nothing happened when he listened to his tone?

But looking at the man's unhappy expression at the moment, he really didn't dare to ask more questions.

"Wake her up!" The great tyrant pointed to a girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed and said in a sinister way.

He felt really uncomfortable when he saw her sleeping so well.

"Now...now?" Eunuch Zhao looked at the little girl who was sleeping soundly at the moment, and she felt a little reluctant. "Your Majesty, the Seventh Princess is still sleeping soundly, please let her..."

The Great Tyrant looked over with a sharp look, which scared Eunuch Zhao to shut up.

He stepped forward and shook the little girl who was sleeping, feeling a little reluctant to wake her up: "Seventh Princess...Seventh Princess, wake up..."

Your dad got you up~

“Um…”

A bun, who was forcibly awakened by someone, couldn't help but choke up, and a line of eyebrows frowned reluctantly.

Looking at the unhappy look on the little girl's face, Eunuch Zhao was actually very sad.
Chapter completed!