Shangguan Wuwo opened his round eyes wide, looked at such an unreliable guy in front of him, and blurted out without politeness.
"Say you're a fool!"
"ha?"
Xia Niechen looked confused and frowned slightly in confusion.
"Why should I say Erlunzi? Why don't you say Erlunzi? Why don't everyone say Erlunzi? Why do we have to have Erlunzi?"
"It's too late..."
Shangguan Wuwo had a headache and pressed it against his forehead. This guy even played tongue twisters for him.
It really failed to help him, and it only did him a disservice.
"Yes, yes! Stop talking now. The idiot has already shut himself up. Let's go find the Demon King to do business. Let's go and do business."
"No... this hasn't happened yet..."
"Stop being so verbose and leave quickly. You are so young and so verbose, and you are not afraid of menopause!"
The people in Xiaoyue looked at the two people pushing each other in front of them. Everyone had a rare smile on their face. They really couldn't help but narrowed their eyes and immediately followed their pace, getting further and further away.
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Before returning to the study, King Qi Lengya went to visit Yingning and the children. The two infants are growing very fast and are now trying to learn to walk. Xiaoxiao, as their eldest sister, is in the course
I also read it carefully and carefully, and it will set an example for all the younger students, which is very good. Of course, Zixian, this child, also did well, but sometimes I don’t know if it is his illusion, he always feels that
, this child's attitude towards him seemed to have become much colder, and he devoted himself entirely to martial arts.
Such an abnormal behavior made him feel a little uneasy. Could it be because of his mother? It seemed that it was necessary to find an opportunity to talk to him.
His mind was not on the memorial, so Leng Ya rolled up his sleeves and put down his imperial pen, leaned back on his chair thoughtfully, and slowly closed his eyes.
At this time, a servant came over to report that Xiaoyue and others came to see them. Although he had doubts, he still allowed them to be summoned.
He gathered the memorial together and put them aside. After tidying up his clothes, he sat down and saw them coming.
"Xiaoyue meets uncle"
"The common people pay homage to the demon king."
"Everyone, please get up."
Leng Ya looked at them, and finally his eyes fell on Xiaoyue, and asked calmly.
"What's wrong with you? Why did you come here together?"
Xiaoyue's eyes flashed, and she made eye contact with Zhuge Jin for a moment, and replied truthfully.
"Uncle, you also know that Hong Zhao has lost contact with Jinqing, and his life and death are still uncertain. Although we are worried, we also know very little about the enemy's details. Therefore, I dare to ask, where is my uncle?
As a good friend of the Imperial Master, do you know something about the inside story, or in other words, the past of Jin Qing, Hong Zhao and Jun Xian?"
Leng Ya's gaze deepened and he was not in a hurry to answer. After a moment of silence, he continued.
"Do you think I will tell you?"
"Demon King..."
Jinqing panicked and subconsciously spoke first, but Mu Wangqing grabbed his wrist, signaling with his eyes not to act rashly.
Seeing the deep meaning in his eyes, Zhuge Jinqing had no choice but to retreat in disbelief.
Xiaoyue saw it in her eyes and came back to her senses, calm and calm.