The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 1267: Emperor Ziwei Is Not Worthy (1) Chapter 1267: Emperor Ziwei Is Not Worthy (1) “You’ve taken good care of your sister.

Ah Ze, you’ve worked hard.” Lu Huaijiang looked at his eldest son, who was pretending to be serious, with a serious gaze.

A three-year-old child was no longer naive and childish.

This made his heart ache.

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If Lulu was here, she would probably be so heartbroken that she would cry, right?

Jing Shu had been entrusted to Emperor Ziwei, so he was very assured with her by his side.

Monarch Zi Wei had been a god for 10,000 years, even though he was rigid and followed the law.

However, Jingshu felt more at ease following such a person.

Since he had promised, he would definitely do it.

On the other hand, the eldest son was born as the Crown Prince.

At the age of two, he was pushed to the throne by the civil and military officials.

It wasn’t that he had displayed the might of an ancient emperor, but that the court needed stability.

Without a ruler, the court would be in turmoil and the world would be in turmoil.

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Even though he was only two years old, she had pushed him up too early.

Such a small child, who knew how long she had been hiding under the blanket and crying.

At this moment, just a casual compliment from him made the little fellow’s eyes turn red.

He had always thought of himself as the older brother, and he had always wanted to take care of his sister.

Now that he had personally received his father’s affirmation, how could he not be happy?

“No, it’s not hard…Taking care of his sister was what a brother should do.

An elder brother is like a father.

I’m the same as father.” The little fellow even puffed out her chest, causing Lu Huaijiang to burst into laughter.

Princess Jing Shu, who had never read a book, frowned.

“”Although I like my brother, I don’t really want him to be my father.”

The little Emperor glanced at his sister.

Sigh, should he leave some of the homework assigned by the Grand Tutor for her?

The two children were a little afraid of Lu Huaijiang, and they were even a little distant.

However, blood relations could not be faked.

The two of them quickly pestered him with admiration and affection.

It had been a long time since Madam Xia was this happy.

Although she was now living next door, the Wen Corporation still respected her and no one in the Xia family dared to treat the Xia Corporation as a guest.

Soon, Madam Xia had someone prepare a banquet.

She could see the fatigue on Lu Huaijiang’s face.

She was satisfied with this son-in-law.

He was satisfied and his heart ached.

At the banquet, Lu Huaijiang glanced at Emperor Ziwei.

Seeing that Jing Shu was being taken care of well, even though he did not like Emperor Zi Wei, he still owed him this time.

“Emperor Ziwei, please sit with me.”

Emperor Zi Wei was about to sit down when he heard Xia shi say, “”Thank you for taking care of me these past three years.”

Lu Huaijiang was stunned.

Madam Xia saw that he was stunned for a moment, then she patted her head.”Look, I forgot.

When Zhu Er was young, she always liked to shout, so she got a nickname.

Lu Youyou.”

The smile on Lu Huaijiang’s face slowly faded.

If one looked closely, one could see the coldness and killing intent in his eyes.

Emperor Ziwei frowned, not daring to meet Lu Huaijiang’s gaze.

What the hell?

Why would he feel guilty?

What could he say?

He was an old thing who had lived for tens of thousands of years.

It was fine if he was matched with a relationship tribulation.

He had even offended the other party’s father.

“Lu Youyou …” Lu Huaijiang muttered in a low voice.

Emperor Ziwei seemed to have heard the other party’s cold laugh.

“Daddy, what’s the matter?”

Lu Huaijiang gently pinched her little face.”It’s nothing.

I just want to tell you that when you look for a husband in the future, you can’t look for a greasy old man.”

Little Youyou looked confused.

Madam Xia was also a little helpless.

Youyou was only three years old and didn’t know anything.

“Emperor, please sit down.

After all, you’re not worthy of this table.” Lu Huaijiang glanced at him coldly.

Yes, he was not worthy.

Emperor Ziwei, he had to admit defeat.

After all, this table was filled with Lu Youyou’s father, uncle, and aunt.

Lu Youyou’s grandmother…

He was indeed not worthy.