Little boy, you are obedient

Chapter 62

Sure enough, as she expected, within three days, someone took her out of the small shabby house.

After taking it out, she discovered that the dirty little hut was a hut in the cold palace of the imperial palace.

... This is more embarrassing.

Has the old emperor not forgotten what Zhuang Xuguang told her last time?
How long has it been?How long is the emperor's reflex arc?

The special meow actually still holds a grudge? !
Soon Beixing knew she was wrong.

The emperor's fart!

The special meow is the little thing Fusang.

To be ungrateful, to repay kindness with revenge!
Fusang's eyes brightened when he saw Beixing being led in. He grabbed Beixing's sleeve and said aggrievedly: "Wanwan..."

Beixing took his hand out and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms: "Don't, don't, don't—don't call me that."

Tears welled up in Fusang's eyes, and he looked at her aggrievedly, his eyes were full of accusations against her.

Beixing looked at him warily.

how?She doesn't like this!Don't think she doesn't remember which bitch gave her the medicine that put her in this corner!

she!Never admit defeat!

Fusang was even more aggrieved, gently tugging at her sleeves and not letting go, the tears in her eyes were about to fall, she looked very pitiful.

Bei Xing was helpless: "Forget it, you can call it whatever you like."

Scared, scared, why does this little thing have a temper every day?

[Congratulations to the host, Fuso's favorability value for the host has reached 96 points, please continue to work hard~]

Oh, it will also increase the favorability value!

It seems that I have to bully and bully him in the future.

[? ? ?Host, how did you come up with such a terrible idea?Shouldn't it be to treat him well? 】

Bei Xing is confident: I didn't let him call Wan Wan just now, he cried, and then his favorability value increased.

【…】Forget it, as long as the host is happy...

Ah Hao silently shed tears for Fusang in her heart.

What a miserable man.

The old emperor didn't know where he went, anyway, Bei Xing hadn't seen him in the past few days.

Also disappearing were the silly fourth prince and Shang Yue.

But Fusang never mentioned this matter. After finding a place to settle her, she didn't know where she went.

After sitting in the yard for a while, Bei Xing made a major decision: if the mountain is not mine, I will be the mountain!

If Fusang didn't mention it, she would take the initiative.

What's so difficult about this.

So...where should she find someone?
Bei Xing was carrying an exquisite and small lunch box, and stood in an unknown corner with a dazed expression on his face.

where is sheWhere is she going?

After standing for a while, Bei Xing casually threw the lunch box into a small corner, put his hands behind his back, and started to stroll casually.

A figure appeared indistinctly in the distance, Bei Xing took a closer look—oh, fourth prince!
The fourth prince hurried away with the man in black from the previous Huai'an palace.

After struggling for a while, Bei Xing decided to follow him quietly.

The fourth prince walked forward for a while, and entered a house that looked particularly secluded, followed by the man in black.

Bei Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and tiptoed to the door, lying on the door to eavesdrop.

It's a pity that the sound insulation effect of the room is so good that only a few words float out faintly.

Bei Xing was a little disappointed, and condemned himself in his heart: Why bother with such crap!Gossip what gossip!Gossip all day long!Even if everyone is dead, what does it have to do with you!No gossip!

　Thank you to the classmate "The Amazing Tintin Cat" for the four recommendation votes in consecutive days.

　　It's a pity that I can't code it out to add more
　　(whisper bb) I will code it when I have time
　　


(End of this chapter)