Qinghui blinked.

Nodding.

Sure enough, if you want to make these guys have a long memory, you must not only beat them up, but also end their nest, so that they will not have the ability to jump in front of her eyes in the future.

Qinghui didn't speak, just looked at him, and the meaning was very clear.

In this case, Qinghui's statement still surprised the emperor.

He also thought that it would take some effort to bring Qinghui back.

Therefore, a lot of people were brought here, and in the city of the prayer temple, a large number of people should have begun to gather, just to transfer the people's reverence for the saint to other people.

And that person is a saint he has chosen, raised since childhood, and is absolutely obedient.

In fact, the distance between the two sides is not very far.

The people in the town were not at ease, so they insisted that someone follow, but in the end, instead of using the carriage provided by the prayer hall, the cart of a certain merchant in the town took Qinghui and Lu Si to the prayer hall.

In just one afternoon, we arrived at the place.

The emperor was the first to get out of the car, and the people around him were already bowing their heads solemnly.

In the car behind him, Qinghui and Lu Si did not move at all.

The man driving the car raised his hand and knocked on the door, a little confused.

When he knocked three times, he stretched out a hand impatiently.

Qinghui yawned and poked his little head out of it, then looked inside again, his eyes blinking.

Lu Si was particularly strange today, starting from getting into the car.

Just wilted, leaning on her to sleep, heavier than she slept.

At this moment, the car stopped, he also woke up, slightly frowning his elegant eyebrows, raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows, his eyes were also a little dull, and he didn't look very energetic.

Is her little vampire uncomfortable?

Qinghui glanced at the people around him.

He didn't say much at all, but shrank back again.

It looks like it's a matter of course for people to wait.

The emperor's face sank, and he glanced at the expressions of the people around him lightly.

Sure enough, I saw the people around me looking indignant.

Someone was still muttering dissatisfiedly.

"Sure enough, the Holy Maiden of Qinghui is not suitable to exist as a Holy Maiden, she does not love the world at all, and she does not have the slightest demeanor of His Majesty the Emperor, so it is better to be the newly elected candidate Holy Maiden."

"I think so, she's just a saint, and she actually lets His Majesty the Emperor wait for her on the side? What are you kidding? ”

The man who drove the car listened to these words, and there was some indignation on his face, as if he wanted to argue, but looking at the direction of the palace, a trace of jealousy crossed his face, after all, he was not an ignorant and fearless child, and he could not speak out.

Inside the carriage.

Qinghui turned a deaf ear to the sounds outside.

Raising his hand, he poked the other party's cheek slightly.

Lu Si raised his pale eyes and let her poke them.

Then tilted his head slightly, and his cheek was still rubbing against Qinghui's hand.

"What's wrong with you?"

Qinghui let him move, his beautiful eyes were dazed and confused, and his other hand raised his hand and touched his forehead.

"Motion sickness?"

Or are you sick?

Her vampire is sick, how can she be treated?

Qinghui's brows furrowed tightly, and he pursed the corners of his lips.

"I'm fine."

Lu Si's light-colored pupils were raised, and the bottom of his eyes was clear and translucent, reflecting the appearance of clear light, and then he was a little lazy and slowly intimate with her.