Xiaoqian's eyes were wide, but he didn't dare to disobey his imperial uncle. He walked away while looking back.
Jiang Ning beckoned: "Xiaoqian, come."
"Little Aunt, I'm coming!" Xiaoqian's eyes lit up, and he immediately broke free from his imperial uncle's hand.
Li Hongyuan: "..."
Stinky kid.
When this child was two years old, the Eldest Prince passed away, and he had been following him ever since.
At that time, Li Hongyuan was only fourteen or fifteen years old, still a half-grown youth. He would always be spotted with a delicate little boy in tow, both inside and outside of the palace.
They had almost become a scene in Chang'an City.
The relationship between these two is like that of an uncle and nephew, but not much different from father and son.
He never thought that after just a few days, his "son" had been captured by Jiang Ning.
Once she called him softly, he didn't hesitate to leave Li Hongyuan and run away in excitement.