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Chapter 110 Chitose Drives to 01
"Chitose, what should I do with An Yi?" The high-pitched voice of a male duck rang in his ears, reminding Luo Xingchen of the voice of a parrot.

The person who spoke was a man in eunuch uniform, with his hands arched, his waist bent, and a whisk in his hand.

She was sitting on the grand master's chair, wearing an official hat and a women's flying fish suit, with exquisite curves.

There is a long table in front of it, on which besides exquisite snacks are fresh melons and fruits, and there is also a small bronze incense burner.

There are eunuchs on both sides.

At the bottom is a man in black, being spanked with his pants down.

Oh, it's not a spanking, to be precise it should be a cane.

The mahogany stick fell heavily on the man's buttocks, his skin was torn apart and his flesh was blurred.

And the man is like a dead dog, motionless.

The leader of the original owner's dark guard, An Yi.

Later, he drew his sword against the original owner.

Luo Xingchen twirled a piece of dim sum, and when he smelled it, the aroma of sesame seeds was strong, it was a piece of sesame crisp.

Luo Xingchen, who didn't like sesame seeds, curled his lips, threw the sesame crisps on An Yi's head, and said softly to the interrogating eunuch, "Mmm... let's cut the corpses apart."

"Yes."

The execution eunuch stopped his movements and was about to drag An Yi down when he heard a loud "The emperor is here~"

All the eunuchs knelt down in unison, except Luo Xingchen.

She took an apple, took a bite, it was crunchy.

The first person to come down from the shoulder was a handsome man in brocade clothes, and then the little emperor.

The little emperor looked fifteen or sixteen years old, his black hair was bound by a topaz dragon pattern hairpin, his skin was very fair, there were no pores, and his lips were slightly swollen.

A pretty boy.

The little emperor tried his best not to look at the miserable An Yi, frowned and said to Luo Xingchen:

"Captain Yun, the emperor's father is newly mourned, and blood was seen in the palace. I'm afraid it's not good?" His voice was hoarse, and he used his voice too much.

"It's nothing bad, it's bright red, quite pleasing to the eye." Luo Xingchen said while chewing apple slices.

Although she prefers black, red is also acceptable.

"Yun Qiansui." The man in brocade clothes spoke. He was tall and clean, with scholarly sleeves. He was a little older than the little emperor. He seemed to be the little emperor's master, and he was the grand tutor of the dynasty.

He said with a serious face: "The late emperor has a new funeral, but you have stepped in to punish His Majesty's commander of the hidden guards, and you see that the emperor does not kneel, what is your intention?"

"It's impossible to kneel, it's impossible to kneel in this life, and you can't salute." Luo Xingchen tilted his head and smiled: "Don't like me? Well, then you can pretend to be blind or commit suicide~"

The little emperor stared at her bitterly, and secretly pinched the corner of the Taifu's clothes.

The other party holds great power, but he is just a paper tiger emperor...

The corner of Luo Xingchen's mouth curled up in a shy arc, and he said softly: "Besides, you all know that the late emperor is newly mourned."

After the words fell, several short darts shot in the direction of the little emperor.

The little emperor's legs were already weak, and he shouted like a broken voice: "Guard, hurry up..."

The last word was still stuck in his throat, and the short dart pierced through the little emperor's clothes, tore several big holes, and nailed it to the wall with a whistling sound.

It also scratched the little emperor's Chinese robe.

The little emperor showed his flesh.

Hickey marks all over his body were blue and purple.

Luo Xingchen pinched a short dart with his fingertips, and licked it with the tip of his tongue. If there was blood on it, then this scene was really...

"You also know that the first emperor is newly mourned, but what should be done is still done?"

Tai Tu's face turned pale with fright.

The little emperor wished he could find a crack in the ground and get in!
"Nonsense!" The little emperor hugged his chest, looking like a woman, blushing like an apple in Luo Xingchen's hand: "Dudu Yun, stop talking nonsense, I was bitten by a mosquito!!!"

Luo Xingchen let out an "oh".

The Taifu was finally willing to speak out: "Stop talking nonsense, Yun Qiansui, your crime of trying to kill the king is heinous..."

"You defile the dragon's body, the Charm Master will be tempted." Luo Xingchen still smiled and groaned: "Xiao Minzi, Xiao Caizi, drag An Yi down.

Aren't there just five red shadow horses in the stable, let's use them. "

"……Yes."

The little emperor and the grand tutor watched An Yi being dragged out like a dead dog, the little emperor Erkang held his hand, and the grand tutor stopped him.

Duni Bodhisattva has crossed the river, how can he control An Yi.

Luo Xingchen's spirits were somewhat lackluster.

After getting on the four-person shoulder car parked outside, looking at the eight-person shoulder car of the little emperor opposite, he said calmly: "Get up."

The four powerful eunuchs who raised their shoulders walked up.

On the shoulders, Luo Xingchen frowned.

The original owner, Yunzhu, is the nine thousand years old of the Daxuan Kingdom!

Still female Chitose.

Just this year, the first emperor died of illness, and the new emperor ascended the throne. The original sovereign had great authority and took care of the government affairs in an all-round way.

Therefore, in the eyes of the little emperor, the original owner is a veritable traitor.

In order to defeat the original owner, the little emperor kept jumping up and down to woo the courtiers, wooing and wooing, and it became a wooing on the bed!

For example, the Taifu who is the head of the Qingliu, such as the general who holds military power, such as the emperor uncle with aloof status.

Oh, and there is also An Yi, the leader of the dark guards sent by the original owner to protect the little emperor.

An Yi is about to receive a lunch box, so ignore it.

A majestic emperor has become a crispy skin duck, not to mention being suppressed every day, but he still enjoys it!
Not only the dragon bed, but also the dragon chair, rockery, and shoulders.

The city will play!
It is estimated that the coffin boards of the eighteenth generation of the little emperor's ancestors will not be able to hold it down.

If he knew this, he would probably shout out with a decayed voice even if he died and was nailed in a coffin:
Excuseme?

The villain boss, the original owner, was killed without any accident, and the corpse was fed to the dogs. It was too miserable.

In general, this is a pure love and breed|horse plane, meat for meat.

After the death of the original owner, the people in charge of the government were replaced by the Taifu, the general, the emperor's uncle, and the commander of the secret guards.

However, these people are full of warmth and thinking about sex, they have nothing to do when they are full, they only have yellow waste in their minds, and only sun and sun.

I don't hear anything outside the window with my ears, and I only care about the day.

The sun was shining, and on a certain day, the little emperor was forced into the palace without any surprise.

He was killed on the dragon couch.

The original owner wanted to vomit blood, no, he was dead and couldn't vomit.

When the first emperor passed away, the original owner knelt in front of the first emperor's bed, promising to do his best to support the new emperor, so that the lineage of the former emperor would be passed on.

Because of the fierce fighting in the former emperor's harem, the former emperor's heirs withered, and only the little emperor survived.

The little emperor has gone to make a foundation, and has been suppressed by others. He has neither concubine nor heir, so naturally he has no heirs.

Now he was forced into the palace and killed.

The original owner felt ashamed to meet the late emperor.

Luo Xingchen pursed his lips. The original owner's condition was to let the little emperor, the only son of the previous emperor, not be forced into the palace or killed, and become a good emperor.

The original owner is so loyal(?).

Cough, there is no need to put a question mark on the words loyal and loyal. The original owner is really respectful to the little emperor, and he is really conscientious in government affairs, and the same goes for his subordinates.

Didn't see when the little emperor came in, did everyone kneel?
(End of this chapter)