Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

However, the grandmother in Wen Jian's imagination is obviously an extraordinary person, so how could she appear in a place like the Imperial Tomb...

Wen Jian subconsciously raised her head and glanced at her father beside her, but her father didn't tell him right away, but just took his little hand to the big hall of the ancestral hall, lit incense, and handed it to him in a gentle voice: "Be careful and hold it .”

Wen Jian took it obediently and carefully.

Then she followed her father to the bottom of a spiritual tablet. Wen Jian couldn't understand the seal characters on the tablet, but she heard her father say, "Xiao Jian, this is your grandmother, kneel down and kowtow to her."

Wen Jian nodded in a daze, and knelt down with Ji Xubai.

This is also the first time Ji Xubai came to worship, he looked at the cold spiritual tablet, he wanted to say a lot of things in his heart, but in the end he just turned it into a sentence in his heart - I know you don't like me And Wen Zhigu, in the future, I will use my actions to prove that I am repentant, and I will spend the rest of my life to make up for Wen Zhigu and Wen Jian.

At that time, Wen Jian was also looking at the spirit seat.

The little guy's eyes were too pure and clean, without the slightest impurity, and looked at the spiritual tablet with a hint of confusion.

He seemed to gradually see the two characters clearly.

Chi Yun.

The little guy suddenly remembered something.

Before he could recover, his father had already taken the incense in his hand, and Wen Jian took out from his neck the jade necklace that his little uncle had given him earlier, and inside it was also engraved with the exact same word - Yun .

Wen Jian raised her head to look at the spiritual seat in some confusion, and couldn't help but ask, "Grandmother...is...a very distinguished status?"

Although Wen Jian is only four years old, she has been with her mother since she was a child, so she naturally knows what kind of place the imperial tomb is. However, how could Wen Jian's grandmother be in the imperial tomb...

Ji Xubai didn't hide it from the little guy, he nodded lightly and said: "Your grandmother is late, but not many people know about it, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Xiao Jian can't tell others."

The little guy frowned in confusion: "Can't Qingzhi say it too?"

Hearing this, Ji Xubai smiled lightly: "It's fine for being young." Moreover, according to the relationship between Wen Zhigu and Shu Nuan, there is nothing to say, and besides, Shu Nuan also knows the severity, so naturally he can say it .

After coming out of the main hall, Ji Xubai took the little guy to other places in the imperial mausoleum to appreciate the good words of the ancestors. Wen Jian was very interested in this, wandered around with his father all morning, and learned a lot from him Things that I never knew before, but one yardstick counts for one yardstick. As long as he thinks that his father has hurt his mother like that, Wen Jianjian will never forgive his father.

"This is... the inscription left by Mr. Mu Li before his death." Ji Xubai paused on a pavilion, looked at the poems on the inscription, and after a long while, he continued softly, "Your mother When I was studying in the academy, I loved reading his old man's poems the most, she always said that Mu Li's poems were indifferent to the common world, but I had to argue with her that was Mu Li's self-admiration..." Ji Xubai remembered That period of the past was both funny and sad, but in the end she just let out a bitter smile and said lightly: "From now on, she is right."

Probably because at that time, it was deeply rooted in my heart that whatever Wen Zhigu did was wrong, so I never agreed with her.