Chapter 88: 2.The Emperor Is a Sticky Spirit (36)

Jing Fangliang's eyes widened like copper bells ~ shooting lightning intimidation ~ But Xuansoft is not afraid.

Even if Jing Fangliang had a fierce face with all the muscles in his body, he couldn't beat her.

Not to mention Jing Mishuang, her perennial indulgence has made her body too vain, and the heaviest thing she can do is probably shouting and scolding.

The little girl was not happy to hear this, covered her ears, and slashed at her.

She did things in a measured manner, and for fear of causing trouble, she didn't really cut off her head, but only cut off the root of the hairband tied at the back of her head, and cut off nearly half of her long hair.

The hair of antiquity is the third face.

Jing Mishuang screamed and rushed towards her with red eyes, but Jing Fangliang grabbed her back neckline, and could only dance in place and spread her teeth.

Jing Fangliang glanced at the window and lowered his face: "Your Excellency came to assassinate, do you know the consequences?" ”

Xuan Soft snorted, the usual little milk voice was almost inaudible, and he could only feel the cold and piercing chill: "Kill it, kill it, what can you bear with me?" ”

The words fell, and she struck again.

The little girl didn't disguise her voice, and Jing Fangliang was surprised that she was a woman, so she met Xuan Soft's eyes.

Subsequently, a sword was slashed in the shoulder.

Xuan Soft froze the two of them, coldly wiped the sword on his clothes, and then warned: "This time is just a lesson, remember to keep a low profile next time, so as not to split your head when you go to bed in the middle of the night." ”

The little girl walked to the table, poured the tea from the teapot on the soft sword and washed it carefully, and finally wiped it off Jing Mishuang's clothes before swaggering away from the door.

The stars ✨ twinkled quietly in the sky like candles that someone had carefully carried away.

Xuan Ruan looked up, curled his lips and said, "It's so beautiful." ”

On the second day, the Jing Dynasty and other small affiliated states came to the palace to meet them.

The sky was dark and cloudless.

Xuan Ruan didn't go, and went to Jing Qian to find him.

As soon as the two met, Jing Qian asked, "Little fairy, did you go to the post station last night?" ”

The little girl smiled and nodded: "Yes, I went to teach them a lesson, and you went too?" ”

"Those two were roaring at the guards to catch the assassin when I went, and I guessed it would be you."

Xuan Soft smiled: "Did you go and make up for it?" ”

Jing Yu threw a flattering eye: "That's not it, one person made up for it, these two people did a lot of bad things in the Jing Dynasty, so they owed to kick." ”

The little girl thought thoughtfully: "Then I'll kick it another day." ”

In another place, Chu Yan met Jing Fangliang and the rest of the envoys.

Jing Mishuang was sad about her hair, so she didn't follow.

After hearing Jing Fangliang finish speaking, Chu Yan nodded coldly.

Jing Fangliang then retreated, and he called out the secret guard: "Follow him back and see what happened." ”

"Yes."

The dark guard didn't go for long, and as soon as he came back and told him about the matter, Chu Yan asked people to retreat, and at the same time ordered: "Go and find out who the assassin was last night." ”

He didn't think about the little girl, in his heart, Xuan Soft was not in good health, and he couldn't even run more.

After dealing with the government affairs of the meeting, it was noon.

Xuan Soft held the apple in his hand, and staggered towards the imperial study while nibbling on it.

The guards and palace people outside the imperial study had long been accustomed to this, and because of Chu Yan's previous order, they did not stop her.

The little girl walked into the imperial study unimpeded, and heard the baby's instructions: [The host remembers to kiss and hug His Royal Highness more~]

She took a big bite of the sweet apple and slurred her words, "Got it." ”

After entering the imperial study, there was a long antique screen, blocking the view from the door to the dragon chair above.

The first father-in-law saw her in front of the screen and hurriedly asked for peace: "Song Gongzi, the emperor is dealing with the twists and turns." ”