136 Little Miao Declares War on the Seven Palaces and Another Strange Disappearance Case
136 Xiao Meow declares war on the Seventh Palace (another mysterious disappearance case)
The snow outside the window is getting deeper and deeper, and the thick cotton shoes creak when I step on them.
Nangong Xiaomeia wore furry little earmuffs, put her hands in her pockets, staggered, walked over and over with small steps like a little adult.
Seeing the little bald man coming out of the inn, his big cat eyes lit up and he ran over excitedly: "How is it? Did my mother agree?"
The little bald head nodded.
Nangong Xiaomiao smiled slyly: "I know that if it comes to looking for a husband, she will definitely be too lazy to go. If it's for other things, she will be there on time for the sake of money! When the time comes, hehehehe..."
The little man became more and more happy as he thought about it, and without paying attention to what was behind him, he turned around and bumped into a boy in a big green coat.
The boy's head was half bowed, and he couldn't see what he looked like. He had his hands on his sides, his nails were black, and his walking posture was a bit unnatural.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see Meow from behind." Nangong Xiaomeow apologized politely, put her finger in her small mouth and bit it.
The boy seemed not to have heard his words and continued walking forward, with a sinister look all over his body.
Nangong Xiaomiao narrowed her pupils slightly and said to herself: "It's weird."
The little bald man looked confused: "Master Miao, who are you talking to?"
He looked back and forth, there were only two of them here!
"Huh?" Nangong Xiaomiao pointed at the boy who just walked past: "You told him!"
The little bald head followed his hand and pointed towards it. There was nothing there except the empty snow. The howling north wind blew the waste paper on the ground, and the waste paper circled in the air, like someone's house was dead and burned.
paper money...
The little bald man looked uncomfortable. He turned his face to Nangong Xiaomiao and said, "Master Xiaomiao, let's go back quickly. If the young master can't see you, he will be anxious."
"Don't go back yet, I finally came out." Nangong Xiaomiao pouted and said with a smile: "Let's go, I will take you to buy candied haws. Hei Xiaosi likes to eat red candied haws the most."
The little bald man heard this strangely: "My young master never eats snacks. The sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cakes rewarded to him by the Holy One are all made with rice from the south of the Yangtze River, water from the Tianshan Mountains, and made by the royal chef. They are all desserts sent as tribute from below.
Ordinary people rarely eat it, but the young master has never touched it. He said that people who eat these sweet and greasy things are children."
Hum hum hum, that’s because he doesn’t know how to appreciate it! Nangong Xiaomiao kicked the stones under his feet while listening, and snorted heavily.
The little bald head wanted to say something, but he saw a group of little bald heads approaching in a mighty manner not far away.
The young master of the Hei family stood in the center, with an innate martial spirit and a noble demeanor. His black fur robe was rustling in the wind, and the people and scenery behind him became his background.
His heroic little face was obviously unhappy, and he looked solemnly at the little man in front of him: "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to come out?"
"I'm here to do business!" Nangong Xiaomiao shouted unconvinced and stretched out her little hand: "It's red from the cold."
As soon as Hei Si saw those hands, he immediately took the small heater and stuffed it into the little man's hand.
Nangong Xiaomiao held the small heater and followed him happily, one step at a time: "Why don't you let me go out? It's very boring in the Black Mansion."
"There has been so much chaos in the capital recently, and three children have disappeared." Hei Si supported his rickety little body: "If you feel bored, go to the black housekeeper to play. Don't you play well with him?
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Nangong Xiaomiao sighed longly: "But he always avoids me, so I told him to go to the palace to deliver a message, but he didn't even go!"
"The Third Highness, I will personally inform you." Hei Si still knows the rules. It is not unreasonable for him to be able to support the Hei family at such a young age.
Nangong Xiaomiao shook her little finger: "It's not His Highness, it's my playboy father. I have to find a way to let him know that my mother is looking for a husband, so that I can stimulate him! Otherwise, what's the point of holding a husband-seeking convention?"
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"So, when you said you were sending posts, you wanted the black butler to go to the Devil's Palace to deliver the posts?" Hei Si was smart and could hear the key point immediately.
Nangong Xiaomiao nodded her head heavily: "Yes!"
"You might as well just let him die." Hei Si's face was expressionless. Is the Demon Palace a place where people go? No wonder the black butler will avoid you!
Nangong Xiaomiao shrugged her shoulders: "He thinks the Demon Palace is too scary, Meow. The two countries are at war without killing each other. Although my playboy father is not that good, he should not kill people randomly."
"The two countries are at war?" Hei Si almost collapsed at the little man's words: "What on earth did you write in the post to His Majesty the Seventh Prince?"
Nangong Xiaomiao raised her chin: "I said I would formally declare war on him!"
Hearing this, Hei Si held his aching forehead and sighed helplessly...
"Forget it, young master, I'd better go and lie down myself, otherwise I won't be able to shock him." Nangong Xiaomiao walked carefully while sliding down, swinging back and forth like a roly-poly.
Hei Si really wanted to say that you should learn to walk first... You still want to shake the Seventh Palace like you? Hehe, he couldn't do anything to him. Hei Si put on a cold and handsome face and took the villain's hand over.
, just afraid that he would fall.
Nangong Xiaomiao was quite well-behaved, letting Hei Si lead him and not moving around, just like a little pet.
The two children are both handsome, and they wear elegant fur coats with upright collars covering their little faces. From a distance, they both look like beauties.
The vendors coming and going looked at them intently, their eyes full of amazement.
When Nangong Xiaomiao saw the candied haws seller, she wanted to eat them.
Hei Si didn't buy it for him. His old man said that if you raise a little person, you can't spoil him all the time. If you always eat those sweet things, your teeth will hurt later.
"Why don't you buy it for me!" Nangong Xiaomiao was very unhappy: "You can't bear to spend money, right?"
Hei Si raised his little chin: "Take a look at your teeth. You can't sleep at night after eating candied haws. You grind them back and forth. Doesn't it hurt?"
Nangong Xiaomiao was blocked by him and secretly said in her heart that his teeth are not for eating candied haws, but they have been acting strange recently. I don’t know what the influence was. At night, they feel itchy and want to chew on something!
"Then I won't eat. Will you accompany me to the Demon Palace tomorrow?" Nangong Xiaomiao stared at Hei Si with a pair of big cat eyes.
Hei Si let go of his chin and held his cold hand again: "Yes."
Nangong Xiaomiao suddenly became happy: "Hey, I wonder how my evil father will react when he finds out that my mother is looking for a husband?"
Hei Si:……
He will definitely hang you up and beat you all day and night!!
"Hei Xiaosi." Nangong Xiaomiao looked at him seriously: "If my father is very ungrateful and attacks me, you have to help me beat him, do you understand?"
Hei Si thought for a while and replied: "I will try my best..."