Chapter 241 Father-Daughter Struggle for Favor and Running Away from Home

Chapter 241 Father-Daughter Struggle for Favor and Running Away from Home

The atmosphere at the Regent's Palace has been a bit tense lately.

To be precise, it was the Regent himself who was a bit under pressure.

The reason is simple—his status within the family is insecure.

"Mommy~ Xiangxiang! Hug me!"

Early morning, on the large bed in the master bedroom.

Three-year-old Pei Niannian, like a pink and tender little glutinous rice ball, firmly occupied the position in Tang Li's arms, her two little short arms wrapped around Tang Li's neck, and she even gave her a "smack" kiss on the cheek.

Tang Li was completely charmed by her daughter, beaming from ear to ear, and returned the kiss: "Niannian is such a good girl."

And on the outermost side of the bed.

The usually imposing Regent Prince Pei Yunjing was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a thin robe and with a dark face, watching the mother and daughter's affectionate scene. He felt like a superfluous decoration.

He finally managed to coax the little brat to sleep last night and send her back to the side hall, but before dawn, she sneaked back with her pillow and insisted on squeezing between him and Tang Li!

"Pei Niannian."

Pei Yunjing, unable to bear it any longer, reached out and poked his daughter's chubby back with his finger: "You're three years old now. It's time to learn to sleep by yourself."

Pei Niannian turned her head, her eyes instantly filling with tears:

"Daddy scolded me... Waaaaah, Mommy, Daddy dislikes Niannian..."

"Pei Yunjing!" Tang Li immediately glared at him protectively. "Why are you arguing with the child? Go, go, go sleep in the study."

Pei Yunjing: "..."

He looked at his daughter, who was smugly snuggling into Tangli's arms, and ground his back teeth.

Okay, so you're vying for favor, huh?

Then don't blame your father for being ruthless.

After breakfast, Pei Yunjing expressionlessly took out a thick copy of the "Thousand Character Classic" and slammed it on the small table in front of Pei Niannian.

"Starting today, memorize."

He coldly and ruthlessly announced:

"If you don't finish memorizing this page, you won't get dinner, and you won't be allowed to see your mother."

Pei Niannian's face fell instantly as she looked at the densely packed words. She looked to Tang Li for help, only to find that her mother had been sent away by her father with the excuse that "a doting mother spoils her son."

"Bad daddy!"

Pei Niannian clenched her little fists angrily.

Memorizing texts? I'll never memorize texts in my entire life!

Her eyes darted around and she looked out the window at Big White, who was sunbathing.

...

Half an hour later.

When Pei Yunjing returned after finishing his official duties to check the homework, he found the study to be empty.

There was only a note on the table with a drawing of a tiger, a child, and a large arrow pointing out the door.

She ran away from home?!

...

The Imperial Palace, the Imperial Kitchen.

This is the most lucrative place in the entire palace, and also the refuge chosen by a certain "little devil".

"Hurry, hurry! Give me another basket of those crystal shrimp dumplings!"

Pei Niannian sat cross-legged on the stove in the imperial kitchen, holding a chicken leg in her hand, giving orders with composure.

Beside her, the majestic white-browed tiger, Da Bai, was lying on the ground, greedily chewing on the lamb chops that the imperial chef had just roasted.

The eunuchs and cooks in the imperial kitchen huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

Who would dare to make a move?

That's a tiger! And that little brat is holding the Regent's token!

At this moment, a ten-year-old boy dressed in a dragon robe walked in helplessly.

It was none other than the young Emperor Zhao An.

He heard that the imperial kitchen had been occupied by "monsters" and was so frightened that he rushed over to see what was happening.

"Niannian? How did you end up in the palace?" Zhao An was completely baffled.

"Brother!"

As soon as Pei Niannian saw Zhao An, she jumped off the stove and hugged his leg with her greasy little hands:

"My dad is abusing children! He forced me to memorize things! I ran away from home, and I'm going to follow you from now on!"

Zhao An: "..."

I myself live in constant fear, and you want to follow me?

"Um... Niannian, what if Uncle finds out..."

"I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Pei Niannian took out the crumpled copy of the Thousand Character Classic from her bosom, stuffed it into Zhao An's hand, and then directed Da Bai:

[Big White! Block the door! Don't let him escape!]

Big White obediently blocked the doorway and bared its teeth.

Zhao An stared at the gaping maw, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

Thus, the most absurd scene in the Great Sheng Dynasty unfolded.

On the small table in the imperial kitchen.

The current emperor, Zhao An, is currently holding a calligraphy brush and painstakingly copying the "Thousand Character Classic" for his three-year-old cousin.

Pei Niannian sat to the side with her legs crossed, pointing to a plate of freshly cooked prawns:

"Brother, this shrimp has a shell, I can't peel it."

Zhao An sighed, resignedly put down his pen, washed his hands, and began peeling shrimp for this little darling.

You have to coax them while you peel them:

"Niannian, after I've finished skinning you, can you please keep the tiger away from me? Its drool is dripping onto my dragon robe..."

【roar……】

Big White snorted dismissively: "This little emperor is such a coward; his flesh must be sour too."

In this harmonious atmosphere of "brotherly love and sisterly respect" (one-sided bullying),

"Bang!"

The door to the imperial kitchen was kicked open.

A chilling murderous aura instantly swept through the entire room.

Zhao An was so startled that his hand trembled, and the shrimp he had just peeled fell to the ground. Da Bai was so frightened that he suddenly lost his appetite for the lamb chop in his mouth.

Pei Yunjing, dressed in black, stood at the door with a frosty expression.

He glanced at the emperor who was doing someone else's homework, then at his daughter whose mouth was dripping with oil, and finally his gaze fell on the tiger that was trying to hide under the table.

"OK."

Pei Yunjing laughed in exasperation:

"You've learned to run away from home? And you've even learned to deceive the emperor?"

"Father, Father..."

Pei Niannian's small body stiffened.

But she is, after all, Tang Li's daughter, and her reaction speed is top-notch.

She threw down the chicken leg in her hand, lay down on the ground, and instantly started her "extortion scheme".

"Wow--!!!"

Pei Niannian rolled on the ground, her cries shaking the heavens:

"Father, help! It's my brother! He's trying to drag me into the palace! He's even forcing me to eat meat! If I don't, he's going to unleash a tiger on me! Waaaaah, I'm so scared..."

Zhao An: "???"

Me? Forcing you to eat meat? Me, releasing tigers?

This pot is way too black!

"Imperial Uncle! I didn't! I'm innocent!" Zhao An jumped up in fright.

Pei Yunjing glanced coldly at Zhao An (which startled Zhao An into shutting up), then looked at his daughter on the ground.

The performance continues.

The way you throw a tantrum is exactly like your mother's.

He then looked at Big White next to him. Big White sensed its owner's gaze. Although it couldn't speak, it had a strong will to survive.

It kicked with its four legs, stuck out its tongue, and rolled its eyes.

I'm dead! Don't kill me! I'm a corpse!

"..."

Pei Yunjing watched these two drama queens, one big and one small, and the veins on his forehead throbbed even more.

He took a deep breath and strode forward.

With one hand, he grabbed Pei Niannian, who was still faking her tears, by the back of her collar, and with the other hand, he grabbed the back of Da Bai's neck, who was pretending to be dead.

"Alright, stop howling."

Pei Yunjing held his daughter under his arms, ignoring her protests:

"Looks like there's not enough homework."

He turned and left, leaving behind only a cold remark floating in the wind:

"Go back and copy the Thousand Character Classic ten times. If you don't finish copying it, I'll pluck all the tiger hairs off you and use them as writing brushes."

【Roar?!】

Big White, who had been pretending to be dead, suddenly opened his eyes, his face filled with terror.

Why am I always the one who gets hurt?!

Inside the imperial kitchen, Zhao An watched the departing figure of the god of death, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, glanced at the half-finished homework on the table, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"They...left already?"

"The domestic affairs of the Regent's Palace... are truly more difficult than governing a country."