Chapter 3 Xiaoshu is not in a hurry

Feng Yan didn't know what Zhao Yue'er thought, and the regent had never had the habit of having a late-night snack, but his identity was here, and he couldn't help but accept it.

Although 'that' is not really a little majesty, but it is the face of the little majesty.

The dark soft armor glowed with cold light in the night, and Feng Yan went and returned to appear in the Qinzheng Palace.

"Ginseng soup, well, it's not the craft of the imperial dining room."

Wei Yi opened the food box, lifted the gilt lid of the soup cup, and glanced at it casually.

Feng Yan didn't understand the thickness of the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room, he hung his head and was silent, thinking that he was a panting ornament.

"So, she made such a cup of soup herself and delivered it to me herself, but after seeing you, she gave up handing it to me personally?"

The moment Wei Yu picked up the spoon and collided with the soup cup, a crisp and pleasant jingle sounded in the Qinzheng Palace.

"Yes, Your Majesty didn't bring the shadow guard with you."

Wei Yi took a sip of ginseng soup and said unhurriedly: "I'm afraid it's not that I didn't carry it, but I can't see the people of the shadow guard at all." ”

Feng Yan was a little puzzled, if the shadow guard didn't have an order, he would follow behind his master and be everywhere.

"It's too strong."

Putting down the soup cup, Wei Yi lacked interest: "She just wanted manpower, but she didn't dare to ask for it directly, she just met you, but she helped her...... Tomorrow you can send fifty gold guards to her. ”

Seeing that Feng Yan didn't seem to fully understand, Wei Yi said with interest:

"Have you ever seen the people of the Heavenly Ce Shadow Guard?"

Feng Yan replied calmly: "My subordinates haven't seen it. ”

This is a shadow guard dedicated to protecting His Majesty, and at his level, he has only heard of it, and has never come into contact with it.

Wei Yi nodded: "That's right, because this king hasn't seen it either." ”

How is this possible!

Feng Yan was about to shout immediately, how could he not even see the regent!

However, Wei Yu was not impressed by his surprise, and continued:

"Tiance Shadow Guard, serve the sky, their eyes are on their heads, there is only a piece of sky above their heads, and they only recognize that piece of sky, I guess, Zhao Yue'er's face did not deceive them."

Kahiko stood up in shock.

What that means, he knows all too well.

Originally, His Majesty's accident in the underground palace was top secret, but now in order to appease the court and beyond, they asked Zhao Yue'er to change his face to play His Majesty.

"My subordinates will take people to search for the shadow guard!"

Seeing Feng Yan's nervous and serious expression, Wei Yi smiled instead:

"You don't have to be nervous, the Tiance Shadow Guard was built by the first emperor, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, he did not hand over any authority that can contact the courtiers to a group of disgraceful guys, you can see the Tiance Shadow Guard as a good knife, but no matter how good the knife is, without the owner, it is all waste."

Therefore, even if they recognized Zhao Yue'er, the most they could do was refuse to be held.

Can it still be reversed?

However, their little majesty, who does not know life and death, is still waiting for them somewhere in the underground palace?

Feng Yan clenched his fists: "But in case this matter leaks out-"

Wei Yi met Feng Yan's worried eyes and smiled: "What if it leaks out?" ”

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Song Yushu fell asleep in a daze, and suddenly felt a pain in his waist, as if he had been kicked by someone.

Nightmare! An absolute nightmare!

As a result, when I woke up, the little sleeping position next to me was really outrageous! Song Yushu's fingers trembled.

This little girl! It's so dishonest to sleep!

"You! You wake me up—"

Song Yushu, who was standing on the side of the bed, holding the corner of the quilt with one hand and pinching the squeaky little round face with the other, suddenly stopped.

He looked at the pink and soft little ball on the bed and was stunned.

Truth be told, Squeak is the best-looking little doll he's ever seen.

Not to mention Peach Blossom Village, even if the small dots within a radius of 100 miles are combined, there is no such cute and beautiful as her.

A real glass doll carved in pink.

Her eyelashes are long and dense, curled like the light wings of a butterfly, curled up, and her hands are placed in a fist posture on her cheeks, innocent and pitiful, I don't know how many times cuter than the image of a debt collector who touches porcelain in the daytime.

This is a huge impact on a young boy who once dreamed of having a younger sister who didn't know how difficult his family's situation was.

The words that A-Niang said yesterday seemed to ring in her ears again.

"When you were a child, you always said you wanted a sister, maybe Squeak is here to fulfill your wish?"

At this moment, it is simply a dream come true.

Isn't this a cute little sister who fell from the sky?

Song Yushu was confused, he lightly let go of the hand holding the quilt, and squeaked the corners of the quilt, and was about to go out first, when the sound of beads rolling to the ground caused him to look back.

That's - what?

There is a touch of broken gold color bursting out in the soft morning light.

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When Squeak woke up, there was no one in the room.

She rubbed her eyes and rolled out of bed in a daze.

It's really rolling, I didn't pay attention when I got up, and I just stepped on the quilt and rolled off the bed.

After a coo, the quilt was lifted up with a small bulge, and yesterday's little chirp had become a bird's nest, and the messy hair crawled out of the quilt slowly.

There was a quilt padding, and she didn't fall down at all, but her eyes hadn't adapted yet, and she was still a little dizzy.

After dragging the quilt from the ground to the bed, he squeaked and pulled the head of his bird's nest, and then he realized what he was going to do next.

The little book is not there, but where is her little book?

Song Yushu thought that he had an extra sister, how did he know that Squeak regarded him as his summoned divine beast.

Song Yushu, who got up early to make breakfast and was worried about the golden pearl in his hand after chopping the firewood, looked up when he heard the movement and saw the squeaky squeaks of bare feet and messy clothes.

Is it cute?

It's really cute just by looking at the face.

But what's going on with this messy image? Yesterday it was a little water ghost, today is a little wandering?

Song Yushu suddenly understood the complicated emotions behind the angry eyes when the master beat them.

"Why don't you wear shoes!"

didn't study what the pearl was about, Song Yushu pressed her on the stool with a squeak.

"Will you sit down for me, and I won't wear any clothes? Are straw sandals worn to your feet? Dress, don't move, and your hair ......"

As soon as the squeak arched up a little, it was immediately pressed down.

There was no time for her to interject, Song Yushu had already brushed her clothes and shoes, and even pierced her with two crooked little chirps.

After getting up, I haven't completely woken up from the acoustics: I don't have to move myself when I get dressed, I don't have to move by myself when I put on shoes, and someone has pricked me when I chirp, well, it's good not to move if I don't move.

Squeak has always been a good baby.

Squeak, who felt that he was a peerless baby, comforted Song Yushu at the end: "Don't worry, Xiaoshu take your time." ”

Song Yushu, who had just finished the last little tweet, shook his hand, why did he feel that something seemed wrong? Why would he be in a hurry to serve this little bit?!

No, what did she just call him?!