Shengshang stood up, flicked his sleeves, and shouted angrily: "Get up and drive back to the palace." ”

The sedan chair driver immediately carried the soft sedan chair over.

At this time, the twelve princes sat on the ground, kicked their legs, and cried loudly, wanting to go back with ice cream.

"Father, son-in-law wants ice cream, wants ice cream......"

Mu Xue and the Nine Emperor Princes were silent and watched what the Holy Lord did.

The saint didn't look at the Nine Emperors and Mu Xue, but directly ordered Shunzi: "Go and pack all the remaining ice cream for Gonggong Li to take back to the prince's house." ”

Junko trembled and looked at the Nine Emperors with a look of embarrassment.

"Twelfth Emperor Brother, what you did just now, the Imperial Brother doesn't care about you, but don't make an example, otherwise you will never set foot in my Yunxiang Palace!" The Nine Emperors taught the little fat man a lesson with a straight face.

The little fat man howled and cried, and kept shouting: Father, the Nine Emperor Brothers bullied me.

The saint was so angry that he slapped the Nine Emperor Princes: "Xiao Jiu, are you so cold-blooded?" He was only six years old. ”

The Nine Emperor Princes covered their faces and glared angrily at the Holy Lord: "Father, it's not that I don't want to give it, but this ice cream is cold, and children can't eat too much at one time!" You can get dysentery. ”

Little Fat Man: "I don't care, I'm going to take it back and eat it slowly." ”

"Good! Junzi, go and get it to him, but this prince is here to talk ruthlessly, don't blame the twelve emperor brothers for these ice creams made by Xue'er if they have anything tomorrow. After the Nine Emperor Princes finished speaking, he immediately picked up Mu Xue and walked into the courtyard.

The saint was originally here to find the scum this time, so he waited for Mu Xue to make a mistake. Put her in the dungeon, and then wait for Master Mu to send gold and silver treasures to beg him.

Mu Jingui is the most cunning of the old foxes, and the saint has been fighting with him for so many years, but he still hasn't been able to get any strange treasures out of him.

The saint had no choice but to add him an official title in the end, the purpose was to let him come to the capital and be under his control.

But Mu Jingui has been in the capital for so long, except for the early dynasty, he rarely comes out and walks around.

The saint thought about it and decided to start with Mu Xue, not to mention that he couldn't get used to seeing the Nine Emperors so infatuated with her.

"Grandpa Li, go look around inside and bring back everything you can eat."

Gonggong Li paused for a moment, and hurriedly led the guards and entourage into the kitchen to sweep.

Junko came out and saw that the kitchen had been emptied, and she was so frightened that she pulled out her legs to find Mu Xue and the Nine Emperor Princes.

The Nine Emperors stood in front of the windowsill with a deep face, and he had obviously seen the scene of Gonggong Li taking people to the kitchen to move things.

"Master, Holy Him...... He ......"

Junko scratched the back of her head and stammered.

Nine Emperor Princes: "Let them move, I see how much they can move?" ”

Mu Xue, who was lying on the bed, got up, there were a lot of ingredients for making hot pot in her kitchen, and if they were gone, it would be all in vain.

"No, I'll go see them, I can't let them lose the hot pot base." Mu Xue said and ran out.

The Nine Emperors and Junko hurriedly followed behind her.

Mu Xue saw a guard take out her pot ingredients, and hurriedly rushed up to stop her: "Stop!" You can move anything, but this must be put down for me. ”

The saint who was sitting in the soft sedan chair had a twinkle in his eyes, thinking that Mu Xue finally couldn't sink anymore.

The guards didn't seem to hear Mu Xue's words, not only did they not stop, but they strode away.

Mu Xue bit her lip: Dog Emperor, you wait and see.

She pouted, clasped her hands on her chest, and quickly walked to the soft sedan chair of the saint and said, "Saint, I originally wanted to make a thousand-fire hot pot here in three days, so that you can invite all the ministers and harem ladies to gather here and compensate me for the food in advance." But now it's no longer necessary, the slave decided to abstain from participating! ”

The saint was stunned when he heard it, and he didn't participate? Abstained? Wouldn't that be a pity.

"What do you say? Hot pot for thousands of people? The saint hurriedly got out of the soft sedan and asked eagerly.