Chapter 290: Brother Huang, Don't Go 3.111
Xuanyuan Rujin, who had fully sobered up, although he felt that his movements were embarrassing at the moment, and his face was panicked, but-
If you don't do it, you're gone, so why pick it up?
Can you eat it? Or can you keep the royal brother?
"Really?" The tone of the flowers is solemn and dangerous.
This is a precursor to the anger of the flowers, when he was in the East Palace in the past, Xuanyuan Rujin had already figured it out.
"Okay, okay~" Xuanyuan Rujin said very reluctantly.
Tilting his head, he pleaded with wet little beast-like eyes: "Then the imperial brother wants me to go with me, can I?" ”
If she didn't nod, according to Xuanyuan Rujin's formation, she might do something even more frustrating and had no lower limit.
Fan Fan glanced at him coldly, "Hmm." ”
Xuanyuan was overjoyed, in order not to annoy the imperial brother, no, or the imperial brother already hated him very much, in order not to let the imperial brother hate him to the extreme, he immediately let go of the flowery thighs.
Fanhua coldly retracted her gaze, lifted her limbs that were almost stiff, and just took a step and found that-
There was a slight force pulling at her.
Turning his head sideways, Fanhua's gaze turned into substance and landed on the sleeve of his left hand.
I saw that a corner of the sleeve was tightly grasped by three slender fingers with distinct bones, and the joints turned white with force, and the corners of the clothes were wrinkled in a few strokes.
Fanhua's displeased eyes swept over, ushering in Xuanyuan Rujin's increasingly pitiful expression, "Brother Huang, I have to pull you, otherwise what if you disappear?" ”
Having said that, in the end, he was still afraid that his clothes would be wrinkled, and Xuanyuan Rujin's fingers were loose.
But the curling arc of the fingers is clearly ready to catch the flowers quickly when they escape.
"Brother Huang, don't worry, I will never affect your actions, you just treat me as a transparent person, you go your way." Xuanyuan Rujin's tone was indescribably cautious.
Fanhua didn't say anything, retracted her gaze, and walked towards the main hall of the upper court.
As a result, along the way -
"Brother Huang, go slowly, don't fall."
"There are stones in front of the royal brother, be careful."
"Brother Huang, are you tired from walking so far, are you thirsty?"
"Brother Huang, you-"
"Shut up!" Fanhua couldn't help but turn her head and stare at the emperor who was possessed by the little trash chatter attribute.
"Okay, okay, Brother Huang, I won't speak again."
Xuanyuan Rujin lowered her eyes aggrievedly, and her dejected appearance looked like a little daughter-in-law who had been wronged a lot.
It's as if she bullied him, obviously this snake spirit is possessed by tuberculosis......
Fanhua felt that the green tendons in her forehead were jumping desperately.
She turned her head and let out a big gulp of turbid air, and saw the precious chrysanthemums planted in the palace, which made her feel a little more comfortable.
Xuanyuan Rujin, who lowered his eyes, followed step by step, pulling the flowered sleeves with three fingers.
He grasped his strength very well, not so tight that he would hinder the movement of the flowers, but he also firmly locked the person within his safe and controllable range.
In his drooping eyes, his eyes were shining, and there was joy and excitement mixed with tears faintly flickering:
It's so good, it's so good!
Seeing the real royal brother alive, even if he is hated, hated, and stared at, he is very happy!
When they arrived at the main hall of the last dynasty, the ministers who had sorted out themselves wanted to salute Xuanyuan Rujin, and Xuanyuan Rujin immediately shouted: "The imperial brother is back, this emperor naturally wants the imperial brother to be the emperor, I will not be the emperor in the future, don't salute me!" ”