The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1576

Chapter 1576: 762 Siblings Join Forces (First Update)

The monarch had been waiting outside for quite a while, growing concerned about what had happened to the Little Princess.

"Xiaoxue."

He called out.

Perched on the windowsill, the Little Princess looked anxiously at Xiaojiu holding the small bamboo tube: "I-I-I... I’m still pooping! Don’t come in!"

The monarch sighed helplessly and continued waiting in the hallway.

After hesitating for a moment, he still wasn’t quite reassured, so he approached the door and said, "Don’t fall in."

The Little Princess replied, "I won’t!"

She wasn’t really going to poop, so how could she possibly fall into the toilet?

The monarch paced outside for a while longer: "Aren’t you coming out yet?"

"Almost done!"

Finally, the monarch’s patience wore thin, feeling certain that the little fellow was up to something inside.

"I’m coming in," the monarch said.

The monarch pushed on the door.

The little rascal had even locked the door!

There must be a ghost, definitely a ghost!

"Zhang Dequan," the monarch called out gravely.

Understanding the situation, Zhang Dequan pulled a hairpin from his head and pried the door bolt open with just a few tries.

He pushed open the door, and the monarch entered with a stern face.

"I knew you were up to mischief!"

He looked seriously at the little bean sprout lying on the windowsill, who was clutching a large bird. Perhaps startled by the monarch’s movements, her little body trembled.

When she turned her head back, she couldn’t hide the guilty look of being caught red-handed.

Upon seeing that the large bird in her hand was actually an eagle, the monarch was completely flustered!

"Guards!"

At his command, Zhang Dequan led the guards rushing in, and the guards made haste toward the eagle that had attacked the Little Princess.

The Little Princess, scared, let go.

Xiaojiu fluttered its wings and flew away.

The Little Princess pouted and burst into tears: "Wah—It took me so long to catch Xiaojiu—and you scared it away—I want Xiaojiu—I want Xiaojiu—"

She could even call out its name.

The monarch walked over, picked the little one up into his arms, and after thoroughly checking to make sure she wasn’t hurt, he asked, "What’s Xiaojiu?"

"It’s the bird that was just here; its name is Xiaojiu."

"So you weren’t here to poop, you just wanted to catch a bird?"