Chapter 33: The Study Stained by Ink
The Northern Heavenly King's Mansion, kitchen.
"Little, little prince."
"Come down!"
"This is not the place you should be, little prince!"
A group of waitresses looked nervously at the young man who rushed to the kitchen, casually took some water, just washed it on his mouth, and grabbed the chicken leg with his left hand and stepped on the stove with his right hand.
Just wanted to drive people out, but then found out that this was none other than the little prince who had just returned from the palace.
A group of people looked at this little prince and were about to cry, but Fenghua was happy to eat.
Hungry, so hungry.
When I bullied people before, I didn't feel that after this thing was gone, this feeling of hunger was completely unstoppable.
This damn imperial capital is really one step and three pits.
Grandma said she couldn't be a genius, couldn't be too good, well, she agreed.
However, it didn't mean that she couldn't be a lawless second ancestor, right?
said that if you drive yourself away, you will drive away and let your grandmother and cheap grandfather not see each other for thirteen years, and what do you say that you will pick up people after a sixteen-year appointment, and you will have to send them to death without hesitation?
Dream!
Sixteen-year appointment, if grandma said she had to go, then she would go.
Someone else wants to harm her? Dream.
She has always been the only one who harms others.
You all want the master's life, and you still want the master to be obedient and obedient like a fool and be at the mercy of him? Dream!
Even if you want to die, you have to kill those people before you die.
She has never been a person who will suffer.
Don't they all want to test her character?
While eating, Fenghua sorted out and digested some of the news she got from what she saw and heard this day, although she didn't know what the sixteen-year covenant was, but the most important point was that as long as she was not sixteen years old, she could basically go sideways in this imperial capital.
After getting this conclusion, he smiled secretly in his heart, and his expression of eating was a little weird, which scared those maids and girls to dare not come forward.
At the same time, under the soft grinding and hard bubbles, Zhen Guogong finally said that Mrs. Donghua sent him back to the study.
I saw that the door of the study in front of me had been slashed a few times, the window had been completely kicked open, the books were scattered all over the ground, and the table was sprinkled with ink.
"What's going on!" Coldly yelled at the air, a vague figure slowly emerged and finally condensed into an entity, the man's appearance was very ordinary, but his eyes were not as pure as ordinary people's black eye sockets were slightly deeper, and the parts below the eyes were covered with a cloth, and he was not annoyed when he looked at the angry Zhen Guogong at this time, but he touched his nose through the veil, looking serious, but there was a trace of schadenfreude in his eyes.
For many years, the face of this town Guogong seems to have written a row of four big words 'Don't mess with me' horizontally, his style has become more and more ruthless, and the expression on his face has not changed much, like an iron mask that has been fixed.
Now that the little prince has just come back for a day, the man is very happy to find that the face of this Lord Zhenguo has changed very fluently and happily, and a pair of special eyes fall on the face of Zhenguo Gong, not wanting to miss the slightest change of color.
The speed of his speech was so slow that people wanted to beat him, "Little Wangye, he came in over the wall, and then he couldn't open it, and in the end it seemed that he couldn't find anything, so that's it......"