When the fast-wearing boss got the female supporting script

Luo Shui knew that the movement here might have reached the ears of the arsonist, and he didn't even have time to react. He hurriedly took Yan Hui and left Luo's house, which was completely engulfed in flames.

In the splendid palace, the huge night pearl illuminated the hall very brightly. The tall and handsome man stood in front of the case and paced back and forth, as if waiting for some news.

When Yu Tuo came in, he could clearly see a hint of urgency on the face of Huangfu Yuanchen, who had always had a calm expression.

Not daring to delay any longer, Yu Tuo saluted and reported quickly: Found it, Madam is in the capital...

This is quite a coincidence. It was thanks to the young prince that I was able to find him so quickly.

When he received the order today, he was about to send the young prince back to the palace.

When His Majesty sent his guards to deliver the portrait, Huangfu Ling happened to be making a fuss, and he had to accompany him to find Yan Hui.

As a subordinate, he could not hit or scold the young prince who was doted on by the emperor, so he could only persuade him nicely and angrily.

No, when the guard came over, he happened to hit the muzzle of the gun.

Hmph! If you don't accompany me, I will tear off your paper. Huangfu Ling snorted, his young face full of gloom, and said angrily.

After the words fell, he was not in a hurry to tear it up, but was a little curious.

What is it that makes Yu Tuo not even have time to accompany him to find his friends?

Thinking about it, he rolled his eyes, took the scroll and ran away. He didn't stop until he reached the moat.

Don't come over here~ or I will throw this thing down.

Huangfu Ling glanced at Yu Tuo who was in a hurry and raised the painting in his hand.

Yu Tuo panicked, his heart almost jumped out of fear, and his eyes followed his chubby hand.

Little ancestor, please stop torturing your subordinates!

Yu Tuo almost knelt down.

This thing must never be thrown away. This ancestor is the heir to the throne and is protected by the prince. He will be detained for a few days at most. The people below them will be in misery.

Huangfu Ling smiled proudly and said harshly: Okay, then just stand there and don't move.

Feeling that there was still room for negotiation, Yu Tuo was overjoyed. If there was anything else he couldn't agree to, he quickly said: Okay! Okay! Okay! I won't move. I will definitely not move.

As long as he doesn't throw the painting into the water, I can give him his life.

For this painting, the emperor even hired a master to learn painting, but his talent was really limited, and every time he painted something different.

After studying for a long time, I was able to draw something like the jade pendant I gave away.

As a person close to Huangfu Yuanchen, Yu Tuo had never seen the emperor be so willing to compromise, even when it was so difficult in the desert.

Huangfu Ling was completely unaware of the excitement in Yu Tuo's heart, so he slowly opened the scroll.

It's nothing, the young prince curled his lips with some disdain.

Look at these people who have never seen the world, aren't they just jade pendants? !

But... this thing seemed familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

Huangfu Ling wrinkled his face and thought hard. When he glanced at Tuo Tuo from the corner of his eye, the memory returned and his little mouth grew bigger.

His eyes rolled in circles, he folded up the scroll and ran towards Yu Tuo while holding it in his arms.

Isn't this Yan Hui's jade pendant? He pointed to the jade pendant on the painting and said.

Yu Tuo didn't react. His heart almost stopped when he saw the creases on the scroll.

Be gentle, be gentle... He took the painting carefully, and the tall and muscular man looked nervous.

His appearance made Huangfu Ling dissatisfied again.

Hmph! The little guy snorted coldly and said dissatisfied: You didn't take me to find Yan Hui. Why is there a portrait of Yan Hui's jade pendant?