Nangong Xiaomiao did not force him, and gave orders to several boys and girls in a decent manner.
Hei Si looked at the night outside, reached out and hugged him: "It's time for you to sleep."
"Well, that's it for now, you go ahead." Nangong Xiaomiao nodded towards the boys and girls.
The boys and girls once again had tears in their eyes, with gloomy little faces. It was scarier to cry than not to cry.
The eunuchs waiting on the side had their legs trembling with fear, and the wooden basins they held in their hands also made a clanging sound.
Nangong Xiaomiao held her forehead with her soft fingers: "There's really nothing we can do about you. Go and come back quickly. I will miss you, Meow."
"Your Highness, please take care of yourself!" The boys and girls were reluctant to leave, and ran hand in hand into the vast night. After a while, they disappeared.
Hei Si placed Nangong Xiaomiao on the dragon couch, and then brought the wooden plate over from the serving servant.
As long as Nangong Xiaomiao had money to play with, he was basically well-behaved. What's more, as soon as he entered the palace, Hei Si gave instructions to reorganize one side of the dragon couch according to the decoration of the Hei family's study room.
As a result, large and small black pearls became Nangong Xiaomiao’s bedtime toys, as well as various jade ingots.
Nangong Xiaomiao huffed, rolled up the sleeves of her pajamas, wiped the black pearls, and swung her two lotus-root-like legs back and forth.
Hei Si bent down, skillfully took off Nangong Xiaomiao's shoes, and then pressed Bai Shengsheng's little feet into the basin.
Nangong Xiaomiao felt at peace while washing her feet. She hugged her big pearl very obediently and sat there, looking down at Hei Si without saying a word.
Hei Si curled his thin lips, stood up, took the white towel handed over by the servant, wiped his hands, and covered the child who was a head shorter than himself with a quilt.
"Hei Xiaosi, I don't want to be the emperor. Mother said being the emperor is very tiring." Nangong Xiaomiao turned over and lay on the head of the dragon couch, dragging her chin with her two little paws.
Hei Si packed the small clothes for him. He was not much taller himself, so he always felt a little funny when doing these things, which made the eunuchs standing outside couldn't help but want to take a look inside.
Nangong Xiaomiao rolled around holding Yuanbao: "Otherwise, I'd better be the emperor for you."
"You bet." Hei Si took the trouble to cover the little man with a quilt: "This will make it difficult for you to return to Qingcheng Mountain."
Nangong Xiaomiao thought about it. Then he would have a serious reason to stay in the capital, but the capital was not fun.
Hei Si knew what he was thinking without looking, and his eyes turned cold obviously: "Don't want to stay?"
"The capital is not fun." Nangong Xiaomiao pouted her little mouth.
Hei Si laid the little man down: "Whatever you want to play, just let the little eunuchs accompany you. Just treat this place as Hei's house."
"Okay." Nangong Xiaomiao rubbed her big eyes, obviously feeling sleepy.
Hei Si imitated the way his father used to coax him, and patted Nangong Xiaomiao on the shoulder. His movements were very light and gentle.
Soon, Nangong Xiaomiao fell into a deep sleep after spending a whole day's physical energy...
After he fell asleep, Hei Si stood up, walked out of the palace slowly, and came outside the palace.
"Archangel." A servant in holy robes came over with a respectful attitude.
Hei Si glanced at him and continued to do what he was doing.
The servant hesitated for a while, and then said: "The evil dragon has been destroyed, and the devil will not be born for hundreds of years. According to the plan, we should..."
Before he finished speaking, Hei Si's eyes were like condensed ice, looking towards him.
The servant froze, not daring to say anything more. He respectfully pressed his right shoulder and slowly stepped back...
The boy who was following Nangong Xiaomiao couldn't help but feel his hands and feet getting cold when he saw this scene.
From the very beginning, he felt that Master Si was not an ordinary human being.
There are no ordinary human beings who can beat them with a stick until their souls hurt.
He had always been worried about what purpose this person would have in approaching His Highness.
Now he sees clearly that it is not his purpose.
But heaven!
The Heaven Realm has always been thinking about driving out the Demon Realm.
They even took advantage of the fact that His Highness was not resurrected to carry out a large-scale massacre in the demon world.
Fortunately, they cannot enter the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons built by His Highness himself.
This time, His Highness woke up from the chaos. They must have sensed the danger, so they would let someone approach His Highness in advance. This is simply despicable!
The boy clenched his hands hard and was about to run away secretly, but when he turned around, he found that Hei Si was already standing behind him, tall and handsome.
The boy was so frightened that he took a big step back. His pupils were swaying, and instead of being gloomy, there was only fear coming from the depths of his heart.
What will this person do, kill him and silence him?
Unexpectedly, Hei Si just passed him by, and dropped a few words calmly: "Don't talk nonsense in front of Xiao Miao, you know what the consequences will be."
The boy's back tensed up, his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't speak at all.
At that moment, he clearly realized what he and the child in front of him were aware of.
He can't mess around.
The result of messing around can only make your soul fly into oblivion.
Your Highness doesn't know anything yet.
His Highness doesn't know where he went.
He must remain vigilant.
The boy thought righteously, made a serious face, and shrank towards the bottom of the bed with a sense of mission.
If he hadn't walked with the same hands and feet, the scene would have been a bit more heroic.
It's a pity that even when he walks, he looks like a crab crawling.
Hei Si glanced at him lightly, without saying anything. He just undressed and lay down next to Nangong Xiaomiao, with his hands intertwined and placed on his chest. Golden light lingered around him, belonging to the characteristics of an angel. From this
One night gradually revealed...
Outside the palace, the night was getting thicker. The palace had restored its original prosperity. Even on the streets of the capital, some people dared to open merchant stores and start business.
The gods of death walk through the streets and alleys with red lanterns hanging high, busy guiding all the dead souls to the road to hell. As humans, we cannot see this scene.
But Bei Mingxun was different. As he walked along, the smile on his lips became weaker and weaker. It seemed that the matter had been resolved.
The resentment lingering around you will soon dissipate.
This means that she is about to wake up.
Bei Mingxun lowered his eyes and glanced at Nangong Baiye in his arms. A glimmer of light flashed in his calm, ink-like pupils.
Let’s find an inn first.
but……
The feeling of being followed all the time is really dissatisfying.
Bei Mingxun turned around, looked at the tall and tall figure not far away, and narrowed his eyes slightly...