I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 12
"Jasmine, bring me my little book." Li Yushu was annoyed, and always fell into the pit dug by the old fox Li Aotian.

Uncle Huang is in danger, be cautious when approaching.

The weeping Jasmine wiped her tears, and ran to Li Yushu's bookshelf tremblingly to pick up one of her favorite comic books.

"My lord." Jasmine knelt on the ground, lowered her head, and offered the book with both hands.

"You back off." Li Aotian let Jasmine go.

Jasmine hurriedly withdrew as if she had received an amnesty.

It is difficult to breathe with Li Aotian.

The villain's book is made of kraft paper, it looks very old, and the pages of the book are all fluffy by Li Yushu. I think Li Yushu can't put it down because of this book.

"Confiscated." Li Aotian casually flipped through a few pages, intending to take them back and read them carefully.

"Don't." A carp from Li Yushu jumped up, not caring about being dizzy, and his little hand flew out to snatch Li Aotian's hand.

Her movements are fast, and Li Aotian's movements are even faster, holding her hands high in the air.

She didn't grab the book, instead she jumped into the wrong place with excitement.

Immediately afterwards, Li Aotian's gasping voice sounded: "Get lost."

High-energy warning ahead, if you don't escape, you may be dead.

Li Yushu stepped aside shyly, lowered her eyes,

Li Aotian didn't get up in time, as if he was injured, he stared at his livid face from the corner of his eye, his brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his fists were clenched into iron balls, looking like this for a while I can't get up for a while.

"The emperor's chin is really sharp." Li Aotian gritted his teeth and spit out such words.

"Follow my mother and concubine." Li Yushu touched his chin.

It took him a while to return to normal: "How old is the emperor this year?"

"I am fourteen." Li Yushu said.

"Very good." Li Aotian said meaningfully.

There was something deep in his eyes, which made Li Yushu feel uncomfortable.

What does Uncle Huang mean.

She was beating drums in her heart.

She is 14 years old this year, and the emperor's uncle is 26 years old. There is a 12-year age difference between them. Is there anything else to say about age?

Just when she was puzzled and wanted to ask, a palace man's voice sounded outside the palace: "My lord, what should I do with the corpses in the cold palace."

"Burn." Li Aotian's cheetah-like eyes glowed with sharp light, and his voice was cold and deep.

"Burn?" Li Yushu interjected inappropriately, and she stood up and stood in front of him with bare feet and looked up at him: "Uncle Huang, I have already promised that they will be buried with Emperor Father. Wouldn’t it make my words unbelievable.”

"It's the emperor who agreed to them, not the minister who agreed to them." Well, it seems that the little emperor is a little dragon who can stretch out his claws, and Li Aotian's voice is weak.

"Isn't the emperor afraid that those concubines will die in peace by doing this?" Li Yushu retorted.

Hearing this, Li Aotian's deep eyes froze: "Aren't people afraid that they will die in peace after death? The emperor should not be so superstitious. Even if so many concubines were burned to the bones, they would not be able to fit the late emperor's coffin."

"Uncle Emperor." Li Yushu raised her voice, feeling that this person was really cruel and merciless, avoiding his icy gaze, she bit the bullet and asked: "Then what about their family members, what does Uncle Huang plan to do with it?"

(End of this chapter)