480 My Master's Filler Night Your Royal Highness is Sweet
When the night opened again, it was impossible for Bai Ye not to appear. She didn't seem to be surprised at all about whether the Demon Queen was still alive. She nuzzled over like a cat and said lazily: "The bed here is more comfortable."
The demon girl looked at her with a slight smile: "What? Someone in the palace made you angry."
"Not at all." Nangong Baiye shrugged: "His Royal Highness treats me like a servant every day, and I'm used to it."
"Really..." The Demon Lady glanced at the man sitting by the window drinking tea in a funny way. Every move he made seemed to be calculated and perfect.
Nangong Baiye rubbed his shoulders: "I'm just not used to sleeping in too many coffins."
Then you shouldn’t come to my family to complain! The eldest young master of the Qu family held the tea cup in his mouth angrily, and took a look at a certain highness sitting opposite. The meaning is very obvious, you don’t care about the women in your family?
Beiming Liancheng slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, making it clear that he was not paying attention to anyone.
Qu Luo felt that his communication with him was in vain, so he simply lowered his head and met Nangong Xiaomiao's probing eyes: "Your Majesty, I think it is necessary for you to invite your mother back."
"I don't think so." Nangong Xiaomeia ran up to the Demon Mother, then hugged her, rubbing her little face and rolling her little body: "I also think the bed here is great.
Sleeping comfortably.“
Qu Luo's face instantly turned ugly, "You brat, where are you going to mess with me again?"
"Little meow, don't be rude." The young master of the Hei family hugged his little emperor back with a paralyzed look on his face.
Qu Luo was moved when he saw it, he finally found someone who understood!
Hei Si was rolling up his sleeves for the little man at the moment. He didn't see Qu Luo's eyes. He just rolled them and said, "If you like the bed here, we will move it to the palace."
Qu Luo:......
What on earth are you here for!!!
Also, Hei Xiaosi, you little face paralysis, are you addicted to helping others raise their sons?
"Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should go back." Qu Luo began to see off the guests with a serious look.
Nangong Xiaomiao grabbed her ear and tugged it itchingly: "That's just right, it's fun only at night." Qu Luo turned around and looked at Hei Xiaosi: "The emperor visited a brothel at such a young age, those ministers won't discuss it?
"
"Whoever dares to disobey will come to a duel." Hei Si said with a fierce look on his face.
Qu Luo raised his eyebrows, he remembered that Hei Si is now the little regent, right? Is he the regent like this?
Aren't you afraid of swallowing up the entire dynasty? Why does it feel like he is deliberately raising Xiaomei to be an emperor who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun?
Qu Luo squinted at the two little people, and then at His Highness with a cold and dignified face.
Forget it, he doesn’t even care about his biological father and mother.
He doesn't have to intervene anymore.
And as far as he knew, Xiaomiao was not such an easy child to manipulate.
Nothing should happen...
Qu Luo was just thinking when he heard Nangong Xiaomiao ask: "Godmother, didn't you bring a beautiful boy back? Where is he? Are you going to take him in? That's okay, I'm the emperor now,
I can help you get married!"
Qu Luo:......
Can you come out and take care of him personally?
"Hei Si!" Qu Luo said in a deep tone.
Hei Si raised his head very slowly, and then... then, he said to Xiao Miao: "Sixteenth is a good day."
Qu Luo clenched his tea cup: "I don't agree!"
"What qualifications do you have to disagree?" Nangong Xiaomiao stood up unsteadily and said in a milky voice, "I am the emperor."
Hei Si nodded with satisfaction: "Well, with this momentum, I will tell the ministers the same thing in the court from now on."
Qu Luo:......
Nangong Xiaomiao didn't even look at him. She was completely absorbed in the voice of being praised, and her little body straightened up even more: "That's it!"
"I'll say it again, I don't agree." Qu Luo stood up, his eyes full of seriousness. He walked up to Nangong Xiaomiao and suddenly smiled evilly: "Why do you ask me? Just for this!"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and captured the Demon Lady's lips accurately. He looked arrogant as if no one else was watching, and his handsome side face shone in the dusk, looking extremely gentle...
…
It's night, it's night time in the back kitchen.
Click!
Nangong Xiaomiao bit down on a carrot, grinding her fangs back and forth.
The person standing opposite him was none other than the Ice Death God in a black Tang suit: "Where is my Ben?"
"What book?" Nangong Xiaomiao looked up in confusion. He swore he had never been so good at pretending!
The Ice Death God narrowed his eyes and raised his fingers slightly...
"Your book is in my hand." Hei Si suddenly said, his dark eyes pale.
The God of Ice Death looked towards him, and a black ancient scroll flew towards him. He caught it with his hand, and the word "Demon Girl" was written on the open side.
The records in this book have changed, and there are very few people who can do this.
The God of Ice Death raised his head and glanced at Hei Si again. He didn't seem to want to pursue anything, he just wanted to get Ben back. As he passed by, he threw a sentence to Hei Si: "I guess Nangong Xiaomiao doesn't know about you yet."
Is that your identity, Archangel?"
Hei Si's eyes narrowed slightly, but he still had a slumped face: "The God of Death must be punished for losing his notebook. I guess Yama doesn't know that his most capable subordinate has made such a serious mistake."
The Ice Death God pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose: "I didn't want to expose you."
"Me too." Hei Si withdrew his gaze and walked towards Nangong Xiaomiao.
The corners of Ice Death's lips raised, angels and demons, hehe, so interesting...
Different from the deserted kitchen, the night in the building is bustling.
Nangong Baiye originally wanted to play for a while, but His Highness circled her around without a look, rubbed her wrist with his black-gloved fingers, and smiled like a devil: "I think we should discuss it at this time.
Where is the most comfortable place to sleep? Oh, by the way, if you don’t like coffins, how about going to the pool, huh?"
The last word "um" made Nangong Baiye's face feel hot. The sleep mentioned by His Highness was definitely not sleep in the ordinary sense.
"Not so good." It's time to become the master. She can't always be suppressed by His Highness, right?
Beiming Liancheng looked at her, as if looking at a pet that was not obedient, with a helpless expression: "Since you don't like the pool, then find another place."
Nangong Baiye: ...Does this have anything to do with where you are!!! The key is the number of times, the number of times!!!
"It's a matter of frequency." Nangong Baiye seriously raised his protest.
Beiming Liancheng nodded and agreed: "On this point, we have the same view."
Thank God, you finally became democratic for once. Nangong Baiye smiled happily and planned to use his time at night to rob a tomb, visit a brothel and so on...
"I will increase the number of times as appropriate in the future." Beiming Liancheng said calmly.
Nangong Baiye quickly turned his head away, how many more times?!
"You look very touched." Beiming Liancheng kissed the back of her hand tenderly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger, reflecting the fireworks all over the city, extremely charming: "Let me know if you want it in the future.