The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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They even don't like others to help them. If someone wants to carry them, they will slap their hands away and glare at them fiercely. Don't say it, although the babies are still small, their hands are very strong, and the place where they are slapped will immediately turn red.

In the entire mansion, except for their mother and father, everyone else was treated this way. As a result, the servants only dared to carefully protect the two ancestors and never dared to touch them.

Xiji was a little worried about this, and he didn't know who the babies inherited their domineering personalities from. He also talked to them about it, but the two babies just stared at him with a pair of black grape eyes full of joy, as if they had no idea that their mother and father were teaching them a lesson.

Often at this time, Xiji could only say a few words dryly, and then he was dragged by them to play. While Xiji was having fun, he kept reminding himself in his heart that he must not do this again next time. But the next time, the babies made other mistakes, Xiji said a few words, and it would become the same again.

Xiji felt that he was a failed parent and complained to the Night King about it, but the Night King didn't care. Looking at Xiji who was very worried, he said leisurely: Yi'er and Jie'er are very good like this, they have the style of my past. The servants also sent some wild animals over, I will have someone send them to the small yard later for them to play with.

Hearing this, Xiji looked up at the Night King, and seeing his face full of pride, he knew that the things that bothered him were completely different from what he saw. Xiji sighed, thinking that he still had a long way to go in teaching children, after all, the Night King himself was sometimes a big naughty child.

As for teaching children, let them learn it slowly by themselves. Xiji thought so, looking at the children in front of him who were indomitable in grabbing the fish's tail and were quite happy when water splashed on their faces, and sighed silently in his heart.

Just as Xiji's baby was walking more and more steadily, a low-key carriage finally arrived at the gate of the Night King after a long journey under the escort of guards.

King Bo looked at the towering city gate in front of him with a serious expression on his face. When he was about to enter the city, he lowered the curtain on the carriage and obediently returned to the carriage.

Where are you from? What are you doing here? Take out your pass and let me see it.

We are merchants from Bowang. We heard that the Ji wine here is very famous, so we want to buy some to sell. Sir, look, this is our certificate.

Prince Bo listened to the conversation outside and thought that they would need to spend more time talking or more money to enter the city. Who knew that within a few minutes, the carriage that had stopped started again and headed towards the city gate, and the minister disguised as a merchant also returned to the carriage.

The two looked at each other, but did not rush to speak.

After the carriage drove into the city gate, King Bo looked at his ministers and whispered: How is it?

The man looked outside, then turned around and looked at his master, whispering: "Master, those soldiers just looked at my pass and let us in after confirming that it was not fake. It seems that they are not worried that we are bad people. Master, what should we do next?"

King Bo was silent for a while, and after a while he said: Let's find a hotel to stay in first, observe for a few days, and then make plans.

Yes. The man was always completely obedient to his master's arrangements, so he had no objections after hearing them and followed his instructions completely.