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There was the sound of something shattering on the floor in the study. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Look away.

I saw that in the palatial lobby, on the vermilion luxurious carpet, a peony pattern was stained with dark tea stains, with a little dark red.

A man in a black samurai suit knelt on the ground tremblingly, the forehead on his forehead was already dark red, and blood had penetrated the forehead and flowed down, and there were still some fine tea stains on the side of the dark red forehead that blocked the wound, but he didn't dare to move at all, and his hands trembled.

Luo Zi was annoyed in his heart, and threw it once, but he still felt uneasy, grabbed another big Ming blue and white Jun kiln orchid porcelain cup on the table, and threw it at the kneeling man.

But Xu was so angry that he lost his head in his hand, and the fine porcelain cup did not hit the man, but fell on the carpet in front of the man, breaking with a dull sound of a small bell ringing, which was very good.

But the palace maid waiting outside the door of the imperial study was frightened by the sudden sound of breaking in the room, lowered her head, cowered, her hands trembled with fear, and unconsciously moved two inches out, as if this would not be affected by His Majesty's anger.

At the beginning, I was honored and excited that Mama Yue admired her and promoted her to be the maid of the palace next to His Majesty, but now, all I have left is trembling.

Sure enough, what the sisters of Lanchun Hall said was really not to scare themselves.

His Majesty looks very cute, but he ......

It's really scary.

"Why now!"

Luo Zi's angry voice came from the door, it was obviously the voice of a little boy, but it gave people a kind of coercion that even adults could bring.

The little palace maid shuddered at this sudden roar, lowered her head, and was extremely frightened on her delicate face.

"Weichen, Weichen is guilty!" Facing Long Yan's angry little emperor, Dong Feng cowered and didn't dare to refute, so he could only kowtow and confess his guilt.

The emperor said that he was guilty, so he was naturally guilty.

But when Luo Zi saw Dong Feng like this, he didn't feel relieved, but felt even more angry-

"Guilty! Guilty! You know that you are guilty! Then tell me! Where are you guilty?!"

Luo Zi roared angrily, and his delicate little hand slapped on the table with a "bang", which was already red.

Dong Feng was only more frightened, how did he know why the little emperor was angry, so he had to panic and said: "Weichen, Weichen, Weichen failed to enter the palace quickly, and mistook Your Majesty's business! Weichen is guilty!"

"You ......! Hmph!" Luo Zi listened to Dong Feng's words and wanted to say something, but looking at Dong Feng's cowering appearance, he finally snorted coldly.

Luo Zi sat back on the chair heavily, holding the armrest tightly with one hand, his eyes staring at Dong Feng, his face flushed a little because he was too angry just now.

Next to him, Yue Shi pondered that His Majesty had dissipated a little anger, and beckoned, and the little palace maid on the side immediately brought the plate over, and a cup of soup was presented on it.

Yue Shi carefully took the small porcelain bowl next to the soup, scooped it with a spoon that had been iced on the side, put the spoon upside down on the white cotton handkerchief next to it, and then slowly paced to Luo Zi's side, carefully presented, and said softly to Luo Zi: "Your Majesty, let's drink the soup......"

Luo Zizheng was a little angry, but he was still angry, Yue Shi came to say at this moment, he was in a violent temper at the moment, and he almost waved his hand to serve the bowl of soup.

But at that moment, Luo Zi turned his head, and his eyes were full of terrifying bloodshots, facing the cloudy and gray eyes of the Shangyue clan and the old face.

The irritability in my heart gradually subsided.

"Your Majesty, suppress the fire, but don't hurt the dragon's body. ”

Yue Shi persuaded softly.

Listening to Yue's words, Luo Zi's violently undulating chest gradually calmed down.

Because in those eyes, there was wordless tenderness and deep licking of calves, although he was blind, Luo Zi could still feel it, and it became clearer and clearer.

Luo Zi squinted his eyes and exhaled deeply.

The anger subsided a little, and then raised his hand to take the soup bowl in Yue's hand.

Blew it.

Take a sip.

Because it is overheated with a cold spoon, the heat and cold are just right.

Luo Zi's expression, which was quite hideous just now, gradually calmed down as the soup flowed into his intestines and abdomen.

"In the recital, do the two Taoist priests really claim to be Lin Jiu and Simu?"

The little emperor lowered his head and looked at the soup, and said lightly, compared with his previous complexion, he was like two people.

After asking, he blew and took another sip.

There was only a little bit of soup left in the porcelain bowl, and Luo Zi waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want it.

Yue Shi immediately stepped forward, and she took the porcelain bowl handed over by the little emperor very accurately, and did not spill the soup.

Pour the rest of the soup into the porcelain cup held by the other little maid and set the porcelain bowl aside.

With a wave of her hand, the palace maid retreated.

Yue Shi took a few steps back and waited beside Luo Zi.

"Yes! Yes, Yes, Your Majesty!"

Dong Feng knew that he was saved, he was glad in his heart, and there was a trace of gratitude, hearing the cold tone of the little emperor, he felt that he had never found out that His Majesty was indifferent, he was so approachable, and when he heard the inquiry, Dong Feng immediately replied.

When Luo Zi heard this answer, his heart was filled with anger.

But it quickly pressed back.

"What's the situation now?" Luo Zi tried his best to control his temper and not lose control like he had just now.

"Your Majesty, when Wei Chen came to the palace to meet him, he saw Master Su leading a team of soldiers to the city to guard the yamen, presumably it should have improved by now. After Dong Feng finished speaking, he added another sentence and said, "After all, the night has passed." ”

Yue Shi listened to Dong Feng's answer, her eyelids picked slightly, she has been a ghost king for hundreds of years, naturally under this right, listening to other people's words is old and refined.

Dong Feng's words are when he was a subordinate, the authentic "report good news but not bad news" technique, saying that "it has improved now", then it is the previous "serious situation"!

But Yue did not speak.

There was no interjection.

Your Majesty's emotions have become more and more serious due to physical abnormalities recently, and it is difficult to suppress it, if it breaks out again, even if she breaks out again, it will be difficult for her to help Your Majesty suppress it.

When the time comes, it will inevitably be like some days ago, and some people will be unlucky.

But the Yue family still underestimated Luo Zi.

Perhaps, the Yue family is still accustomed to treating the little emperor from the perspective of a child.

But the current little emperor is no longer the original little emperor Zhu Yunyan.

As the owner of this body who has always been in power, Luo Zi, although he may not be as long as the Yue family, but in terms of power, he has experienced a lot more than the Yue family.

Yue could see it.

How could Luo Zi not know?!

But Luo Zi didn't break out because of this.

The anger in his heart flashed, but it was suppressed in an instant.

Didn't ask again.

Luo Zi's eyes were gloomy, and he made an order cleanly: "Spread my will, tell Su Qing, and treat those two Taoist leaders." ”

"Hospitality".

"Michijo".

Luo Zi used these two words.

fully expressed his importance to Uncle Nine and the Four-Eyed Daoist.

Although he was not at the scene, according to Luo Zi's understanding of his ministers, especially his understanding of Su Jian.

It's easy to get a general idea from the fragmentary messages.

To sum up, it is nothing more than Su Jian who took advantage of the two uncles.

This is Su Jian's usual method.

Make Yang Mou.

It's a pity that this time the top tank is unlucky.

Pick the wrong person!

"Go immediately!" After speaking, Luo Zi's eyes flashed, and he ordered again. (To be continued.) )