Su Luo patted her head happily, luckily she wasn't being sentimental.
However, this brocade robe is so beautiful, it would be a pity to burn it.
Su Luo looked up at Young Master Di. Before she could speak, Young Master Di coldly ordered again: "Burn!"
Su Luo: Okay, okay, you are the boss of your stuff.
A cluster of flames rose up, and the dark gold dragon-embroidered brocade robe made of the finest silk threads was instantly lit by the flames!
However, Su Luo was surprised to find that the flames only burned on the outside. It was not easy to burn this brocade robe completely.
ah!
An idea suddenly appeared in Su Luo's mind!
"Could this brocade robe be a defensive weapon?!" Su Luo's bright and clear eyes opened wide!
You know, the Emperor is of noble birth, and his food and clothing are all good things!
Even if he plucks a piece of leg hair, it is more valuable than a house!
Young Master Di snorted coldly!
Magical weapon!
Su Luo remembered that even her Yanhua dagger could not penetrate the emperor's terrifying defense!
Su Luo held the brocade robe with both hands and looked at the Emperor eagerly: "Young Emperor, can we not burn it?"
Young Master Di glanced at Su Luo doubtfully.
Su Luo has now put her mind on this brocade robe, so naturally she won't let it slip away from her hands. You know, this thing can save lives at critical moments!
But what reasons should be used to convince Mr. Di?
You know, these are the emperor's personal clothes. A person like him who is so mysophobic shouldn't like to give away his robes, right?
Su Luo thought carefully that if it were Nangong Liuyun, he would definitely rather destroy it than give it away.
Well
How to convince Young Master Di? Su Luo lowered his head and quickly turned his head.
But the reason why Su Luo is Su Luo is because her brain works very fast.
In just one breath, she figured out the reason.
"Young Master Emperor, can you give me this brocade robe?" Su Luo looked at Young Master Emperor eagerly, looking like a pitiful little puppy.
Young Master Di snorted coldly and raised his chin proudly.
He felt that Princess Yun was simply an idiot.
I gave it to her just now, but she didn't want it and wanted to give it back.
Now that I don’t give it to her, she still wants it.
Do you want what I have and don’t want it if you don’t want it? Is this how the dignity of the noble emperor has been trampled on by you?
As arrogant as a young emperor, with a serious and cold face, the inner drama has been played out over and over again.
Su Luo thought that the young master was unwilling, so she could only become more pitiful and resentful: "Young master, if you don't want to give it to me, can you lend it to me? I won't wear it, so I'll just look at it, okay?"
?”
Young Master Di hummed twice!
Su Luo drooped her head, like a little puppy that couldn't get food, pitifully pitying herself: "I know you don't like me, Master Di. When you leave, I will never see you again. Think about it."
I really want to cry.”
When her emotions were brewing just right, Su Luo raised her pretty and beautiful face at the right moment, staring at Young Master Di with her clear black eyes. Her eyes were filled with mist and mist, half-condensed into teardrops that she couldn't shed.
A woman with such a small appearance would feel distressed for a long time, let alone a man.
"So, Mr. Di Shao!" Su Luo stretched out her slender hand and carefully pulled Di Shao's wide sleeve, like a small animal, gently, gently, with a coquettish and cowardly meaning.