Chapter 117 Signing a contract [2]

"Your Majesty!" Everyone stood up to welcome the salute, even Linghu Wanyu, who was stepping on, gave a shallow salute.

Prince Gong followed the emperor into the bedroom, and he walked to his concubine's side, "Don't make any more trouble."

The concubine took a look at the prince with a bad complexion, and felt relieved, it must be that tonight's business was not done, and the emperor suffered from being dumb, so Long Yan was furious, probably scolding him for not doing things well.

The emperor came to the front, "Wanyu, you did something wrong, and I punish you, will you be angry with me?"

Linghu Wanyu pursed her lips, she was naturally a little unhappy, but no matter how young she was, she understood that the emperor was the emperor.

"Wanyu is willing to be punished, but Wanyu is not willing, it is Linghu Qianxue..."

"Wanyu, I know that you don't have to be too angry, first recuperate your body and practice phantom energy, and then you can win back that breath for yourself." The emperor smiled, looking very kind.

Wan Yu nodded, "What the emperor said is correct, Wan Yu will do as the emperor said, and make her look good sooner or later, and make her pay the price for being arrogant tonight."

The emperor didn't say anything, he just stroked her long hair and stood up, "After this matter is over, Linghu Qianxue still has to go back to Sophio Academy, and I will make my own arrangements when the time comes, just wait for the order, don't let me go." You have to act impatiently, lest the gain outweigh the loss."

"Today's Linghu Qianxue is not a fuel-efficient lamp, everyone take it easy." Although he didn't want to admit it, the emperor had to face up to this problem.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Linghu Wanrou gritted her teeth, her expression was extremely gloomy, she was not only Wanyu, not only the emperor, but in the past 16 years, Linghu Wanrou had never been so embarrassed, to be exposed by a 13-year-old child with the title of trash. Still so shameless...

She will not let Linghu Qianxue go.

She should not have lived in this world.

This night, in the queen's dormitory, there was a lot of hatred, it was hard to sleep, it was all directed at Linghu Qianxue, Linghu Wanrou couldn't even resist the hatred in her chest, she stabbed a temporary villain and frantically stabbed the silver needle, Just got relieved.

And Linghu Qianxue... on the high bed with a soft pillow, snoring, accompanied by the sound of the little cutie sleeping soundly, falling asleep.

With a man as monstrous as Helian Yawang in the National Teacher's Mansion, it must be safe tonight.

In the early morning of the next day, after the rooster crowed, Qian Xue woke up leisurely.

This was the night she slept the most soundly after traveling here, and it was also the night she slept the deepest. Naturally, all the credit should be attributed to Helian Yawang.

For some reason, she believed that as long as this man was around, as long as he was willing, then she would be safe.

After a little cleaning, she opened the door and went out, bathed in the morning light, and started exercising.

Even if she achieved a small victory, it didn't make her slacken her training.

Dancing to the sound of chickens is an early training that has existed since ancient times. The so-called plan for a day is in the morning. Naturally, this is the best golden time for learning.

She concentrated her energy and was about to start her morning exercise.Suddenly felt a shadow over the top of the head.

She was slightly startled, and quickly moved back, the thing fell straight down, and she instinctively wanted to avoid it, when she heard a cold command——

"Take it."

Qianxue is not someone who is controlled by others, but she recognized that the voice came from Helian Yawang, so she stretched out her hand.

With a heavy blow, her hands could barely hold her back, and her knees also bent down.

(End of this chapter)

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