Demon King Lingzhihuang is the best in the world

Chapter 61
A faint scent of lotus permeated the air. This smell seemed to be similar to that of Bai Ri Defu. At that time, she thought to herself, what kind of incense would a bad old man use!

Could it be him?He lurks in this Jianbao Mansion, what is his intention?

A white shadow came from far and near, and in the blink of an eye, it jumped onto Zhao Erdong's shoulder.

"Little lazy, are you stealing food again?" The snow-white down around the mouth is still stained with wet oil.

"Are you a spirit beast or a mouse? Do you like to eat so much?" Zhao Erdong stretched out his index finger and tapped its little head.

Xiaolan seemed very dissatisfied with Zhao Erdong comparing it to a mouse, and wiped all the oil stains around his mouth on Zhao Erdong's shoulder, and then ran away without a trace.

"Smelly little lazy, don't let me catch you, or you will look good on me!" Zhao Erdong yelled, this is already the third piece of clothing that was soiled by it today, and one of the few clothes she had was missing.

The little lazy who ran away turned back and stuck out his tongue at Zhao Erdong, with an expression of "you are here to catch me", which made Zhao Erdong grit his teeth with hatred. This guy, for some reason, ran extremely fast, like lightning, It disappeared in a blink of an eye, not to mention catching it, even trying to catch it with the eyes is impossible. . .

In the early morning, just as the sky turned white, and Zhao Erdong was still in his dream, the father-in-law who announced the decree rushed to Jianbao Mansion in a hurry.

Defu stood respectfully outside Zhao Erdong's bedroom, calling loudly, "My lord, there is an order in the palace, please enter the palace immediately."

Zhao Erdong got out of bed cursing, hating being interrupted from his sweet dreams, "Got it." Urging, yelling, damn it, it's harder than office workers in the 21st century, and you have to go to work before dawn .

Dressed neatly, he picked up Xiaolan who was drooling on the bed and threw it into the cloth bag, and rushed out of Jianbao Mansion like the wind.

The carriage in the palace had been waiting for a long time, she jumped into the carriage, and before she could sit still, the carriage sped away like the wind, causing her to fall and eat shit in the carriage.

"Damn it, do you know how to drive!" She angrily opened the curtain of the car, only to see a pair of handsome peach blossoms looking at her with a smile on her face.

"It's you? I just said, why is it bad when you just go out? There are evil stars by your side." Zhao Erdong said angrily.
Yue Wuqing's smile deepened when she heard the words, with a deep meaning, "Hey, I originally thought that for the sake of our acquaintance, I would reveal to you the inside story of calling you into the palace today, so that you can prepare yourself. Cheng Xiangyuan was my own self-indulgent sentimentality, which spoiled the young lady's appetite, it's really a sin."

Insider?Prepared mind?Nima, what kind of trick did the old Moon Emperor come up with to punish her?

Most of the blackness on Zhao Erdong's face dissipated immediately, and he put on a flattering smile, "Your Majesty the Seventeenth Prince, you have a lot of people, so you must not be as knowledgeable as a little girl like me?"

Yue Wuqing laughed loudly, "You have already said that, if this king has the same knowledge as you, wouldn't it mean that this king is intolerant?"

"That's right, that's right, I said that the Seventeenth Prince is definitely not such a person, he must be able to accommodate all kinds of people, so how can he care about me, hehe——" Zhao Erdong's face-changing skills are really extraordinary. After one, they are like two different people.

"But what if I tell you that I am actually very narrow-minded and loves to hold grudges the most, what should I do?" Yue Wuqing smiled even more on her unparalleled handsome face. His black hair, against his smiling face, is simply, simply too enchanting, and his face, which is more beautiful than a woman, does not feel femininity at all. . .

(End of this chapter)