Chapter 182: Holding Back the Bad Water

Although Yushu was lying on the body of the imperial uncle.

But he deeply felt that his position was in jeopardy.

This is already obvious.

See, no.

There was no mere in the prefect's eyes.

If you open your mouth, you will be called Wangye, and if you kneel, you will be called Wangye.

I dare to ask, are you also called the prince on the bed?

If you hang the prince around your neck, you can not only ward off evil spirits, but also avoid evil spirits. Pregnancy.

Liyushu's face has been greatly lost.

She was lying in the arms of the imperial uncle and humming, like a little male cat, full of unhappiness, and wanted to put it back in cowhide.

Now it's good to pour.

The majesty made Uncle Huang tremble.

I became a pug.

Li Aotian's whole body stiffened, and he seemed to feel the stubborn aura of this gadget on his body, he coughed lightly, and looked at the prefect kneeling on the ground with displeasure: "Prefect, this king is the emperor, what are you doing kneeling to this king, how?" Don't even divide the big and small kings? ”

Phew.

Uncle Huang.

You're embarrassed too.

You're really not ashamed.

Is it only now clear who is the king?

Now I know that I am the king, are you the king?

Why don't you hurry up and bow down to me?

However, Li Yushu was only muttering in her heart, how bold did she have to be to say it on the bright side.

The prefect was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, when will it be the emperor's turn to speak.

However, because the prince was here, the prefect didn't want to ask much, so he had to say: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

Wow rub.

This sounds like a comfort.

Liyushu was refreshed and was about to fly.

Refreshing.

It's cool.

She jumped out of the imperial uncle's arms all of a sudden, and stood there with her hands behind her back in the appearance of a little Hanako, and her voice was hoarse and deep: "Flat." ”

"Emperor Xie." The prefect was embarrassed.

Li Aotian, who took all this into his eyes, couldn't help but purse his lips and chuckle.

This little thing is quite capable of putting on a shelf.

But it was not the case with Aotian's expression in Huanrou's eyes.

She always felt weird and strange, how could she get along so harmoniously with the little emperor?

Why is that?

The prefect was there like a wooden stake, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Who does this big king and a little king listen to?

Li Aotian leisurely leaned against the wall and looked at Li Yushu's trembling toes, and really wanted to go up and kick her.

Not a spark of decency.

Li Yushu picked up Da Qiao, paced back and forth, looking at the shopkeeper who was kneeling on the ground trembling and the shopkeeper Xiaoer, the mood was so happy that she took off, but she couldn't laugh, she was stupid when she smiled, so Uncle Xuehuang made a straight face: "Okay, I came out to make a private patrol but entered a black shop, and I beat and scolded me, and forced me to pick up dung, which is really angry!" ”

She looks like she came out of the troupe.

Li Aotian glanced at her and didn't say anything.

The prefect also squinted at Liyushu, thinking that she had a strange voice, and those who didn't know thought that she had been taken on by the nine-tailed fox demon.

However, since Li Aotian didn't intervene, the prefect also had to accommodate the emperor.

Liyushu saw that he was pretending to be cowhide very well, and planned to pretend to the end.

She dragged a long chair over and sat on it with a grin, touching her chin, crossing Erlang's legs, thoughtfully, her eyes dripping and rolling.

Aotian knew that she was holding back the bad water again.