Chapter 113

"My servant sends my regards to the emperor, and the emperor is blessed and safe." A rough, hoarse but extremely charming voice sounded from above her head, as if the voice was gently transmitted to her ears through the conch shell.

Li Yushu's saliva was about to flow out.

What a beautiful voice.

"Exemption." Li Yushu said foolishly, he hadn't turned his head around when he woke up in the morning, he could only feel Li Aotian's voice floating in his ears.

It wasn't until Li Aotian raised his slender long fingers, and pressed his rough fingertips against Li Yushu's soft lips, that Li Yushu didn't react.

Ah... Da.

"Uncle Emperor, don't insult me." Li Yushu sat up straight with his arms folded.

Li Aotian's hand fell from her hip, recalling the plump texture, he smiled sexy and rubbed his fingertips: "This night, the relationship between my minister and the emperor has become more and more intimate, and I feel very relieved." , the emperor can ask a question."

Hearing this, a sense of shame welled up spontaneously, and Li Yushu couldn't restrain his eyes widening, his heart beating wildly.

There is a feeling that Li Aotian is the emperor, and she is Li Aotian's favorite concubine, and she is waiting for a reward after being favored by Li Aotian.

But this is a rare opportunity.

She had to hold onto it.

Li Yushu thought about it, but only one idea popped into his mind.

Alive.

Yes, she has to live.

Only when you are alive can you eat and drink hot and beautiful men.

"Well, I don't have any other requirements." Li Yushu thought about it, and observed Li Aotian's expression from time to time, but Li Aotian was resting with his eyes closed, unable to see his changing eyes, so Li Yushu had no choice but to force himself Scratching his scalp, he said: "I hope that no matter what happens, Uncle Huang can save my life."

It can be predicted that in the near future, Li Aotian will sit on the throne.

At that time, she will be a useless pawn, since she is useless, she must be discarded.

Hearing that, Li Aotian opened his eyes in a flash, stared at Li Yushu, and asked, "What does the emperor think will happen?"

In Li Aotian's heart, Li Yushu's performance is a guilty conscience, he wonders if it's because Li Yushu knows about his life experience?

Thinking of this, his body suddenly tightened.

Li Yushu didn't expect him to be so serious, he groaned and dealt with it indiscriminately: "I don't know about this either."

"My minister agrees." Li Aotian happily agreed.

That tone, that movement, that is called chic.

Quite the air of a king, Li Yushu nodded cheerfully, his future fortune was saved.

Commitment in hand, just leave.

Li Yushu yawned, but did not dare to stretch unscrupulously, and took a breath of air: "Uncle Huang, where are we going?"

"Yihong Courtyard." As soon as Li Aotian said that, he stunned Li Yushu.

She subconsciously looked somewhere away from Aotian.

The flagpole was fluttering there, and Li Yushu understood that the emperor needs to be soft.

*
Yihong Courtyard.

Even in the early morning, the business is very good. After all, there are some serious young masters who like to take advantage of the sunshine to cultivate their despicable sentiments, don't they?

The old bustard was yawning at the door, practicing laziness, holding a handkerchief, the old man on the left walked away, and the old man on the right came in.

The smell of rouge is enough to smoke through a roast duck.

Still a stinky roast duck.

Li Yushu, who was like a handsome young man, followed Li Aotian in disheveledly, pretending to be a romantic young man.

(End of this chapter)

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