The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 470 After all, you are just greedy!

The two of them were clearly communicating face to face, and Chong Yan already felt that the danger was around him, so he quickly hid himself behind He Anjia, and the little donkey looked panic-stricken.

"Ah? Then if they enter the palace to assassinate, then we have no chance to fight back, so we will be killed by them?"

As soon as He Anjia felt danger to Zhong Yan, she hid behind her subconsciously, feeling speechless and powerless. According to the routine, girls usually hide behind boys when they are in danger. Why are they here now? Just reversed?

But she's used to it, and it has to be said that her little donkey has improved a lot, at least it didn't jump on her just now.

He Anjia patiently explained——

"Such a thing will not happen. There are insurmountable watersheds and rules between the imperial court and the rivers and lakes. If it was true as you said, the world would have been in chaos."

He Anjia knew more about this than Zhongyan did.

"..."

No, it is because he knows more than him in all aspects, not half a little.

The little donkey looked taught.

He Anjia continued: "Do you think that the guards of the palace are strictly guarded by the outside world? The Imperial Forest Army and the Imperial Guard, any soldier on the battlefield is enough to beat ten with one, and beat a hundred with one.

There are many masters in the palace that you can't see, and all of them are the strongest among the strong, especially the places where His Majesty often goes in and out. The place is so safe, how come there are so many thoughts of persecution? "

Hearing He Anjia's words, Chong Yan was at ease.

……

The assassin was caught, Chonghan came out of the dungeon, instead of returning directly to Yuxiu Palace, he went to the imperial dining room.

There is a special wine cellar in the imperial dining room, and all the treasures in it are fine wines.

He carried a jug of wine and went up to the tower, looking for a place where no one was there to stay for a while.

Chacha poked out his small head first, followed by Chongyan, then He Anjia, and Chongjin on top, the four of them piled their heads together, peeking at Chonghan sitting on the tower drinking alone.

"Gege must have something that makes him unhappy."

Chacha held her small chin, looking serious and focused.

Zhong Yan nodded in agreement: "Yeah, I also think there is something wrong with my brother today."

A row of black lines fell from He Anjia's forehead: "The two downstairs, as long as they are friends with eyes, they can see that brother is abnormal, right?"

Chongjin: "You three downstairs, you have been arguing for a long time, have you thought of any way to cheer up Chonghan?"

He Anjia was the first to raise his hand to speak: "I think the first thing to get Second Brother back on his feet is to find out why Second Brother wants to use alcohol to relieve his worries."

Chongjin felt that the first friend who raised his hand to speak made a very good start.

Next came the serious speech of the second little donkey friend: "I don't think the second brother should sit on the ground and drink...or he will fart at night if his stomach catches a cold."

He Anjia and Chongjin: "..."

"Yes, please invite a third friend."

Chacha pursed her mouth, staring at the wine jar in Chonghan's hand and said, "Wo, Wo thinks that if you can have a bottle of wine like the pigeons, you will be able to figure out a way soon~~"

After all, you are hungry!

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(End of this chapter)