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Chapter 198 Tiger Cubs

No one dares to stop the carriage pulled by His Majesty's pet.

So Qingqian returned to the palace unimpeded all the way.

Until the palace, the hailstorm showed no signs of stopping.

When she got off the car at the gate of the palace where she lived, there was a layer of ice hockey balls that hadn't melted yet on the ground.

The piles of different sizes are piled together like pebbles.

When such hailstones hit, the borders of the capital city would destroy many houses.

Qingqian got out of the car and went to see the king immediately.

She was safe and sound sitting in the carriage, but no matter how fast the king was, it took him an hour to enter the city from outside the city. He had been running in the hailstorm for so long, so he didn't know if he would be injured.

"My lord, come in quickly and let's take a bath! This is the hellish weather!" Qing Chuan hurriedly ran to the king and reached out to touch his wet hair. He looked like he hadn't been injured, but the hair on his body was like ice needles cold.

Many small pits were smashed into the originally thick fur.

What a crime.

Aoki caressing his hair gently with her hands,

But receiving the invitation from Qingkui to take a bath together, the king froze for a moment, then slowly freed his head from Qingkui's hands, and disappeared with a "swish".

Qing Kuo's hands suddenly became empty.

She stopped in mid-air and moved her claws.

Looking at the direction the king ran away again, he looked puzzled.

No, why is he running so fast?

Could it be that she was shy when she said to take a bath together?
Qing Kuo slapped his head, almost forgot, the king is a male tiger.

Although he seems to be conscious of hiding himself tightly every time, and won't let her see any privacy, but he is indeed a brave male tiger.

No wonder he ran so fast, he must be shy.

But I have slept in the same bed with her so many times, there is nothing to be shy about.

He is a big tiger and not a human being.

Even if he is a spirit tiger, there may be an opportunity to become a human in the future, but in terms of the lifespan of a demon, the king is still a cub right now?
Teenagers don't even count.

Turn into a three-headed brat.

Why are you ashamed?
If he hadn't looked so mighty, she would have recognized this tiger cub as her son.

Qing Kuo shook his head, sighed, and turned around to enter the hall.

She went to take a bath first, and when she came out of the bathroom, she saw Lian Xueyin sitting in her bedroom. Before she could say hello, Lian Xueyin called the palace servant to bring her warm ginger soup.

Qing Chuan picked up the ginger soup and drank it all, only to realize later, "Your Majesty, I won't get a cold."

She is a tree that will drop its leaves in the rain, but will not get cold.

"Warm your body." Lian Xueyin said.

"It's indeed a bit cold, why is the weather so abnormal all of a sudden?" Qing Chuan rubbed his hands.

Seeing her movement, Lian Xueyin reached out to her.

Aoku didn't know why, but she still passed her hand.

She was standing, and Lian Xueyin took her hand, pulled her lightly, and then sat her in his arms, surrounded her, and held her hand in the palm of his hand.

Qing Kuo raised her head and saw his chin as smooth as jade.

When it touched her forehead, there was a touch of coolness.

Qing Kuo blinked, took his hand out of his palm, held his face, felt the coldness in his palm, and asked curiously,
"Your Majesty, didn't you go out? Why is your face so cold?"

"Did you ask the king to pick me up? I just asked him to take a bath together, and he was shy."

(End of this chapter)