Li Yuzong, standing by the door, took a sharp breath at the sight and silently bowed his head.
Zhao Mingyan raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "When did you get here?"
Only then did Jiu Jiu remember her manners. In a crisp voice, she said, "Greetings, Your Majesty the Emperor! May you live ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years!"
But the little one was sitting in Emperor Wu Su's lap, so her bow was merely for show.
Zhao Mingyan looked at her adorable, rosy-cheeked face and resisted the urge to give it a pinch.
He said, "Didn't we agree before? There's no need for such formalities between us."
Jiu Jiu tilted her head up, then lowered it again. "You did say that, but..."
Zhao Mingyan asked, "But what?"
Jiu Jiu said, abashed, "Mother married someone else. Our agreement doesn't count anymore."
The smile on Emperor Wu Su's lips froze.
Jiu Jiu counted on her fingers. "Only the man who marries my mother can be my father, and only then can we be a family."
