**Ask for tickets, dear ones**

"Your Majesty is sick, and you won't see anyone except the Imperial Doctor, so Uncle Guo should please go back!" The janitor's father-in-law, Fuxi, blocked Qifu's way.

"The emperor is sick, of course you have to care about it as an uncle, get out of the way!" After Qifu finished speaking, he was about to break in, but at this time, he walked out of Luoji.

"Uncle should care about His Majesty, but His Majesty has a headache all the time and needs to recuperate. Uncle, let's go back! Isn't there a lot of government affairs that you need to deal with? After Luo Ji finished speaking, he bowed lightly and walked to Li.

"Qifu to meet Concubine Ji, if Your Majesty has Concubine Ji by his side, Uncle and I will be much more relieved. There is a message to the emperor, hoping that the emperor will take care of the dragon's body, and Qifu will come to visit Xian'er another day. ”

After Qifu finished speaking, he turned around and left with a few guards around him, and when he left, his face was a little bad, didn't he say that Luo Ji knelt in front of the palace? His hostess-like tone was really hot.

What the hell is the hell going on? However, how big a wave can a shrimp make? It's up to you what tricks you play.

Seeing Qifu go away, Luo Ji seemed to be relieved, knelt in front of the palace all night, and was called by the saint to go to the side room to read, Luo Ji is more and more ignorant of the meaning of the saint, the book has read a few volumes, but still has not seen the saint, Luo Ji is still a little impetuous.

When he wanted to turn around and continue to read in the side room, his father-in-law stopped him.

"The emperor has decreed that Concubine Ji doesn't need to go to the side room, so please go back to Concubine Ji too!" After speaking, Father-in-law Fuxi walked into the inner hall and closed the door of the palace with his hand.

Luo Ji, who looked dazed, had to sigh helplessly. It is said that the saint does not play cards according to common sense, which is unpredictable.

If other people just heard about it, then Luo Ji knows it deeply. Good dragon yang fetish, recruit male concubines, although sometimes intimate behavior, but never let people sleep, the concubines of the past generations will live in the palace, but the holy male concubines all live outside the palace, only when summoned, will send someone to pick up.

Although he is a puppet emperor, he is not a person who doesn't care about everything, he is good at reading, so he often lets Luo Ji enter the palace to study poetry and ink together, if he is a pure literati, but not really, Luo Ji thinks that his personal knowledge is beyond ordinary people, but in front of the saint, he feels ashamed.

In short, he is like a pitch-black forest, which makes people occasionally shine one or two points of light when they don't know the way.

"Ah, I'm sorry! Slaves and maids should be damned! Hope forgiveness. ”

When Luo Ji was stunned while walking, his head slammed into his chest, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood, and when he was about to shout presumptuous, the person in front of him made Luo Ji suddenly lose his voice.

Isn't this the tomboy who picks up money and disguises herself as a man?

I just changed into women's clothes, and I couldn't react for a while.

Damn, it was so straightforward to bump into it, which made people not mentally prepared at all.

"Your head is so hard!"

After being stunned for a long time, Luo Ji only came out with these few words, and after saying it, he didn't even believe that he would say such a few words in his life.

Hey? This time, Luo Xiaozhu was curious, and thought that he had bumped into a terrible character, (before he looked at his face, he was shocked into a cold sweat by a luxurious equipment.) Thinking that it might be more auspicious, but when he heard these words, Luo Xiaozhu couldn't help but raise his head, and that familiar and unfamiliar feeling came to his face.

Let's say it's familiar, because this face has really been seen somewhere, and let's say it's unfamiliar, because it's because of this bewitching vixen dress.

"You're the boy who dropped the golden bean?"

Luo Xiaozhu patted his head and thought about it, but then he thought about it, and his expression changed from surprise to hatred.

Nima, isn't this the world's number one favorite concubine Luo Ji? The one who caused Amu to be beaten to the beginning. It's really a narrow road.

Seeing that Luo Xiaozhu's expression was a little unhappy, Luo Ji couldn't help frowning, why did he have this expression when he saw him? It's clear that he was the one who was hit, could it be that my chest muscles were too hard and broke her head?

"The slave maid didn't mean it, and I hope that Concubine Ji will let the slave and maid go."

Although I have the urge to go up directly is a punch, but after all, in the palace, I am just a small ant, and the ants are still stealing, from childhood to adulthood, Luo Xiaozhu is still well versed in this truth.

Seeing that Luo Ji had not spoken, Luo Xiaozhu muttered in his heart, "If Concubine Ji is fine, the slave will retire first." "Run.

"Stop!"

After a few minutes of reminiscing, Luo Ji understood why he met her in the palace, but the strange thing was that she didn't come in to choose a concubine? How did you become a slave here? How did so much happen in just a few days? The main thing is to wonder how she did this?

"Hit the main palace and leave like this, isn't it too cheap for you?"

Luo Ji turned around and looked at Luo Xiaozhu with an evil face. He decided that he had to start with her name and keep her with him. Maybe I can add some fun to my boring life, which is also my original idea.

It's really (beep~) a dog again, how can there be so many people in this world who can't get along with her Luo Xiaozhu? finally managed to be quiet for a day, and met a "mother" who looked very difficult to deal with, which was too bumpy.

I really don't know how many thighs I have to hug a day, how many tears I shed, and how many times I beg for love to spend this year safely?

"Woo woo woo~"

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, Luo Xiaozhu sobbed, probably the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his life was miserable, and the howl was wave after wave, like thunder.

As soon as she saw the girl crying, Luo Ji immediately panicked, and she didn't know how to comfort her for a while, and she was afraid that she would cry too loudly and attract more people.

Time seemed to stand still, and even Luo Xiaozhu's seemingly endless cry came to an abrupt end in an instant.

What happened? I want to be quiet......

Five seconds later, the two of them bounced away conditionally, looking at each other in embarrassment.

As a husband with a husband, why is he so unmarried? Although it's bent, it still causes a little psychological shadow, okay? This is the second time I've been so trivial, oh my God, are you trying to lead me into the abyss from which I will never recover?

Doing something that was incomprehensible to himself, Luo Ji was flustered, his eyes glanced around, and he was a little relieved, fortunately no one found out, but what should I say now?

"I ......"

"You ......"

The two said in unison.

"Let's talk first!"

"Oh!" Luo Ji responded for a moment, his brain suddenly lost his memory, and he couldn't remember what he wanted to say just now, so he immediately said, "What's your name?" ”

"Huh?"

Luo Xiaozhu was obviously shocked, thinking about so many things he might say, but he didn't expect it to be this sentence, which had to make the atmosphere more ambiguous, does this feel like there will be a follow-up development with him?

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaozhu fluttered his head, and now is obviously not the best time to faint.

"Back to Niangniang, the slave maid is called Luo Xiaozhu." Before Luo Ji could react, Luo Xiaozhu grabbed the words and said, "The slave is going back to feed, goodbye!" After speaking, Luo Xiaozhu disappeared around the corner at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

…… Quack...... Why do you feel like a flock of crows flying overhead?

Wait, feeding?! Feed to whom?