The house is the most filthy place.

Li Aotian didn't say another half of the sentence, leaving a long tail note, leaving Li Yushu to ponder for himself.

How could Bingxue's clever little Yushu not hear the meaning of these words.

She squatted on the pit and thought about it for a long time.

Suddenly I thought of the ghostly sounds made by Xiao and his mother at night when they were in the cold palace, and at that time the mother concubine did not let her go out in the middle of the night, saying that there would be unclean things entangled in her.

Now, it seems, maybe it's true.

Liyushu shuddered all over, so trembling.

Great.

I actually shivered out half of the dung.

She hurriedly cleared her cheeks, put on her dirty pants and ran out, her little face was not bloody, and her eyes were much brighter: "Uncle Huang, I'm fine." ”

Away from Aotian's deep eyes, he glanced at her without a trace, and the corners of his lips quietly hooked up a sly arc, thinking, this is still the best way.

The little emperor just didn't clean up.

Whoever gives her three points of color, she has to take it to open a dyeing workshop.

"What about the rats?" Li Aotian suddenly cared about the rat life of the mouse.

"I ran away." Li Yushu said unashamedly.

Little Yushu, grow a snack, even the rats are not afraid of you.

Away from Aotian's deep helplessness.

The wind shook the grass around them, and the sound was terrifying.

Coupled with the horror story rendered by Li Aotian before, this made Li Yushu feel cold from the soles of his feet, and he always felt that something was following him.

She was afraid to follow closely behind Aotian, because she often looked back, so from time to time she stepped on the heel of Aotian's satin boots, and her face was like the bottom of a pot: "What is the emperor doing?" Walk well, like a mouse, maybe the emperor learned badly from that mouse. ”

"Uncle Huang, don't talk, I always feel that there are ghosts." Li Yushu said mysteriously, the big black eyes scanned back and forth, and the small hands naturally climbed on Li Aotian's arm: "Uncle Huang, shh, let's go back quickly." ”

Li Aotian thought she was troublesome, so she had to hold it, and as she walked, she suddenly thought of something, and looked at the little emperor who was chattering: "The emperor washed his hands?" ”

"I ...... Not. Li Yushu slowly took his hand off Li Aotian's body.

Leaving Aotian's eyes, he returned to the palace with great sadness and indignation.

Li Yushu sniffed his little hand: "It doesn't stink." ”

She turned around and saw that the person was gone, the wind was blowing, and she wanted to cry without tears from Yushu: "Uncle Huang, wait for me." ”

If you can't fall asleep after a while, then don't expect to fall asleep all night.

The cool dormitories are dyed with an orange glow.

Li Yushu held his belly and lay on the thin quilt on the ground, whimpering one after another: "My stomach hurts, my stomach hurts, it hurts." ”

"The emperor wipes his hands first." He soaked a piece of hot and cold water in the cold water and handed it to her.

Li Yushu took it and wiped it on the ground, his little face turned pale, Li Aotian thought about it, and said, "The emperor will go to Weichen's collapse to sleep." ”

"Fuzhen." Liyushu was waiting for him to say this, the ground was cold and cold, and her stomach was going to turn into ice.

Li Aotian helped her up, pinched her little arm with one hand, and hugged her waist with the other, he found that the little emperor's small waist was really slender, and the meat was soft and tender, like fresh mussel meat in a mussel shell, unlike himself, the muscles up and down his body were hard.