The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

"Help?" The little ginseng doll suddenly left the two people sleeping on the ice bed, and jumped excitedly: "No, you want to feed me to them! Don't, don't even kill me!"

Mo Zhuyue stared at him fiercely: "Anyway, you are a ten thousand-year-old ginseng plant, which is for people to eat. Now it's just right, so don't waste your usefulness!"

"No, no, no!"

The little ginseng doll began to play tricks, ginseng is good for people to eat, but he is a ginseng of ten thousand years, a spiritual creature, can't eat, can't eat, absolutely can't eat!

Lao Buxiu watched the ginseng doll and Mo Zhuyue arguing, and helped his forehead helplessly: "I didn't say I would kill him! I just need the leaf on his head..."

Mo Zhuyue looked up in surprise and looked at Lao Buxiu. After getting his confirmation, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the little ginseng doll, and curled her lips: "It's cheap for you, I want the leaves on your head gone."

It was only then that Mo Zhuyue discovered that there was a green leaf on the little ginseng doll's head, overlapping with his cute pink face, it was surprisingly cute!

"Don't!" Unexpectedly, he didn't want his life, but he firmly grasped the leaf on his head with his small hands, and the voice of "don't" could be louder than the sound of dying just now : "No, if any of you want the leaves on the young master's head, the young master will fight him desperately! No, no, you can't give the leaves to you even if you kill the young master."

Mo Zhuyue was speechless, who could tell her what this little ginseng doll was doing?

She has only heard of growing her hair but not her hair, and of not growing her hair, but she has never heard of it. It is fatal to keep leaves.

Mo Zhuyue stretched out her small hand to poke him: "This leaf is so important to you?"

If it was really that important, maybe she could take his life instead of his leaves, and save him from yelling "Master, Master" in her ears every day. How small are you?

The little ginseng doll firmly grasped the pitifully small leaf on its head, and stared at Mo Zhuyue vigilantly: "With this leaf, I can grow taller, but without this leaf, I will grow taller in this life." It’s so tall, if I want to grow taller, I must grow taller, I can’t give you the leaves!”

Mo Zhuyue was almost made to cry by his inspirational expression, what a fool!

The little ginseng baby has been grown for 1 years, and it is still so big. Even if it is allowed to grow for another 10 years, it will still be so big!

But he really cares about his height!

Mo Zhuyue almost couldn't help laughing, and then suddenly grabbed his little hand: "You are tall now, just in the palm of your hand, if you grow up a bit, I won't be able to hold it anymore, so you don't have to long."

After finishing speaking, Mo Zhuyue was cruel, tore off the only leaf from the head of the little ginseng doll, and handed it to Lao Buxiu.

"Crazy old man, I will leave the rest to you."

"Wow wow wow..." Suddenly, the little ginseng doll burst into tears, and there were really a few tears in the big watery eyes: "Wow wow... bully people, bully people! Wow wow... I will be like this from now on I'm tall, what should I do, I won't be able to marry a wife in the future, what should I do, whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."