A drop of cold sweat broke out on Xuanyuan Yu's forehead. His wife was really scary when she was angry.
"Um...actually, my husband thinks that keeping the cheap dragon is of some use."
"What can he be used for?" Ling Luo said with a cold look on his face, "Besides eating, drinking, playing, acting mean, and making trouble everywhere, what else can he do!"
Xuanyuan Yu's eyes flashed with a glint, and the corners of his lips curved into a meaningful smile, saying: "He can also help you clear your name."
"Clear the charges?" Ling Luo was helpless, with a row of black lines drawn on his head, "How can he, a bitch cat, help me clear the charges? How can he play tricks on all the people in the Senate and then collectively commit suicide by jumping off the building?"
"Pfft -" Xuanyuan Yu burst out laughing again, "This is a good method. With the prisoner's cheap skills, it is enough to drive those old diehards in the Senate crazy."
Ling Luo sighed softly: "Yu, I'm serious."
"Okay, let's get serious." There was a fond smile on Xuanyuan Yu's lips. He reached out his hand, gently held her slim shoulders, and said, "Luo'er, what do you think?
Think about it, what is the third crime assigned to you by the Senate?"
Ling Luo frowned slightly and said thoughtfully: "It seems like...the murder of Jing Ying, the first female officer beside Princess Yangyue."
"Jianlong can help you clear yourself of this crime." Xuanyuan Yu's black eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips raised an evil and sycophantic arc, "Don't forget, Jingying's body has always been with Jianlong.
As long as the body is still moving, who dares to say that Jingying is dead?"
Ling Luo suddenly realized: "What you mean is..."
"That's right." Xuanyuan Yu smiled and nodded, "As long as Jianlong is here, the most advantageous witness will be in our hands."
Ling Luo's beautiful eyes were bright, and her bad mood finally cleared up. She opened the curtains, stuck her head out, and greeted the fat black cat floating in the air that was holding tightly to the tail of the carriage.
beckoned.
"Come in, prison."
"Hmph, if you want to throw me away, you can throw it away. If you want me to come in, then come in. Wouldn't it be very shameful for me?"
The cheap dragon snorted and turned his head to the other side arrogantly.
Ling Luo squinted her eyes and focused on his two cat paws that were struggling to hold on to the edge of the carriage. A devilish smile appeared on her lips and she said, "Okay, if you don't think this position is hard, then you can
Just continue to stay outside."
After saying that, she retracted her head back to the carriage, lowered the curtains, and stopped looking at the cheap dragon. At the same time, she silently recited in her heart, one, two, three.
Sure enough, when the third tone was counted——
"The Emperor is back!"
A black, chubby, plush thing suddenly jumped in from the window, landed firmly on the table, and then leaned on the wine bottle in an extremely inelegant posture, leaning on it with its legs crossed.
.
"..."
Well, although she really wanted to beat up this bitch dragon, business was more important.
"Prison, is Jingying's body still there?" Ling Luo asked.
"Yes, of course I am." The cheap dragon turned his head, with an extremely vulgar smile on his face, and said, "Hey, I also have lonely moments. Having a beautiful body by my side can also relieve me appropriately.
Explain it."
The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched fiercely, why would she think of obscene and shameful things?