Chapter 239: Letter from the Moon
Tick, tick.
The sound of running water, no.
Xiao Yushu felt a sweet smell rush into his mouth.
She drooped her eyelids and looked down.
"......" She actually had a nosebleed.
"The emperor actually coveted the body of the minister so much." The nosebleed flowed on the bed, and he leaned lazily against the collapsed wall, staring at the panicked little Yushu with a playful smile, he stretched out his arm and brushed the talisman on Xiao Yushu's forehead: "The emperor can't sleep in the middle of the night, he used to study the work of the mage, could it be that the palace is haunted?" ”
lost his wife and broke his soldiers.
I wanted to pretend to be a zombie to scare Uncle Huang, but I didn't want to fold myself in.
Xiao Yushu was speechless, and tore off the talisman on his forehead to wipe the blood on the edge: "Maybe it's the emperor's uncle who came to the moon to send a letter." ”
"Presumptuous!" Li Aotian pinched her face: "Since the emperor is so boring, let's copy the three-character scripture here tonight." ”
I...... What a debt.
The bean-sized candle flickered and flickered, and he looked at the candle to Guo'er, yawning for a while away from Yushu, yawning for a while, holding a pen and ink in his hand and not knowing how many copies he had copied.
Uncle Huang is really a bad wolf.
The sound of even breathing came from the inner sanctum.
Xiao Yushu took off his satin boots and crept to the emperor's bed with a brush.
He seemed to be sleeping quite deeply.
Xiao Yushu had a bad heart.
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It's dawning.
Liyushu slept on the stage fragrantly, next to it was a pile of paper, on which a bunch of ghost drawings were written, last night, and then Xiao Yushu really couldn't hold on, so she had to write randomly, she didn't know what she wrote.
"Changing clothes." Li's hoarse and deep voice sounded slowly.
The palace maids stood in front of Li Aotian in unison with basins, mouthwashes, spittoons and new clothes.
When he lifted the curtain, the palace maid laughed when she touched Li Aotian's face.
"Presumptuous!" A flash of anger flashed in Aotian's cold eyes.
"The slave knows that she is wrong, and the prince spares her life." The maid knelt down.
Li Aotian frowned: "What are you laughing at?" ”
The palace maid lifted the basin of water in front of Li Aotian, and he lowered his head to look at it.
Is this your own face?
The forehead is painted with 'Wang', the lips are 'mustache', and there are three vertical strips on each cheek, I don't know if Yushu is painting a cat or a tiger.
"You go down." Li Aotian came to the stage with his gloomy and handsome face, glanced at the cold tea next to him, and poured it on her little face.
"Ah, it's raining." A spirit from Yushu climbed up, and a big flower face met her eyes: "I'm scared to death." ”
"Can your masterpiece still scare itself?" Li Aotian was furious, and his deep eyes were piled up with a layer of coolness, making him embarrassed in front of the palace people, it was really too much!
Liyushu vowed to carry out the scoundrel to the end: "I didn't, maybe the imperial uncle was sleepwalking, I watched the imperial uncle sleepwalking yesterday." ”
"You ......" Just when Li Aotian wanted to beat her ass, a palace man came: "Lord Wang, someone has seen you." ”
Li Aotian pointed at her angrily: "The emperor go back." ”
"Okay." Get out, you think I'd love to stay here.
Xiao Yushu didn't even sit on the heat when he returned to the Qianqing Palace, and Jasmine came in mysteriously: "Emperor, someone wants to see you." ”
"When did I become a busy man?" Li Yushu muttered to himself: "Who." ”
"It's General Su's daughter, Miss Su Jinse." Jasmine glanced at her lips and said, "She said she asked to see the emperor." ”