Chapter 133 Fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, but people's hearts are difficult to calculate
Since Ning Yu first left the house, Tang Li has been standing in front of the window on the second floor waiting for him to come back.
She worked step by step, calculating layer by layer, and even His Majesty dispatched her grandfather, not afraid that he would not follow her plan, let alone worry that he would resist, because she pinched his seven inches.
But even so, she still felt a little guilty about the little devil.
Fortunes and misfortunes are easy to predict, but people's hearts are difficult to calculate.
She was in a hurry with Tiandao, doing her best before everything happened, and she was not perfect, and there must have been negligence in it.
For example, you can't fully take into account the feelings of the little devil.
Not to mention anything else, the casual temperament he has cultivated for more than ten years suddenly makes him break away from his original life and enter high-intensity devil training, which is difficult for some strong people.
It's normal for him to have a temper and to fight.
She had also thought of using a gentle way to moisturize things and transform him silently.
But the way of heaven will not give you such a chance, it is cruel and ruthless.
Striving for it may not lead to results, but if you don't strive for it, you really have no hope at all.
She looked at the falling snow and sighed softly: "Little Demon King, let's start with bitter and then sweet." β
Ning Yuchu walked aimlessly in the imperial capital all morning, and finally stopped in front of the steps.
He raised his head and looked at the two words written on the plaque, Tang Mansion.
After walking for so long, I still came back here.
Since the emperor has an order, then stay and stay, who is afraid of whom!
As long as you are not afraid, the master will also make a big havoc for you!
After such self-encouragement, he was able to convince himself to accept the arrangement of the imperial grandfather.
Xunfeng trotted up to the second floor, panting and said, "Master, master, the son of the world is back." β
As soon as the words fell, Tang Li saw the figure on the snow, walking from afar.
Her eyes lit up, and she turned to go downstairs.
Ning Yuchu was walking in a trance, and suddenly the snow stopped, and he raised his eyes, it turned out that he had an umbrella on his head.
He turned his eyes, and met Tang Li's clear and clean eyes.
His stomach was already exhausted on the road, and he couldn't lift his eyelids at this time: "You don't need to be pretending to be kind." β
Tang Li pursed his lips and smiled: "Shizi, it's good to be happy, maybe things are not as bad as you think." β
This tone is particularly like him walking on the street, and the roadside vendor is trying to sell: "The guest officer comes to try it, I guarantee that you want to eat the second bite after you eat it, and you don't need money if it's not delicious!" β
When he really tasted it, it was so unpalatable that he died, but the other party refused to give him back, saying that he would give money for eating.
Isn't it just coaxing over first and then slaughtering it severely!
He sneered: "You don't come here, you don't know that this is your usual trick, in order to avenge the sunset, you really take great pains." β
Tang Li let him misunderstand him like this, and his tone was coaxing: "That son is not without gain!" β
Ning Yuchu said coldly: "What can the master gain?" β
Tang Li calculated for him: "For example, no one will point at your nose and laugh at you for not having ink in your stomach, and for example, if you learn to draw and play chess, what you can play will not be limited to cockfighting and dog fighting, and for exampleββ"
Ning Yuchu listened and listened as her pace gradually slowed down, and the haze in her heart was dispelled word by word.
She withdrew her hand and looked at him with a bright light in her eyes: "The place to be proud of in the future is no longer only identity, but also to gain a foothold in the world with ability, isn't it?" β
Ning Yuchu's ink eyes were gilded with gold by the light in her eyes, and they lit up little by little.
Okay, how can it be bad?
It's just great!