I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 123 Stealing?
Waste, waste is waste.

Li Yushu panted heavily.

Li Aotian suddenly had a whim: "Since the emperor is so dissatisfied, why don't you read a song of pity to the humble minister."

Li Aotian, your uncle.

It's fine if she doesn't eat, and she is also asked to recite Tang poems.

Forget it, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

Just carry it on your back.

"At noon on the day of hoeing, the sweat dripped into the soil, who knows that the food on the plate, Yushu is really hard." Li Yushu quietly changed the last two words, she quietly turned her head and glanced at Li Ao from the corner of her eye. God, I found that he was fugue.

Great, Li Yushu thought.

Finally, there is no need to panic.

However, all the Tang poems she recited just now fell into Li Aotian's ears, and he curled his lips slightly.

Yushu is really hard.

Little saplings are very hard.

No water, no fertilizer.

The sun and the sky were shining, Hua'er smiled at her, Yushu said she was thirsty, and it stopped wherever there was water.

"Oh, oh, uncle, water, I want to drink water." Li Yushu pointed to a small stall in front of him, the vendor sold refreshing and delicious sour plum soup.

Li Aotian followed her line of sight to look over, his handsome eyes drooped slightly, and said lightly: "The emperor should swallow his saliva."

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back to the palace.

Finally...the first step on the road to death.

This is what Li Yushu thinks in his heart, and he expresses it with emotion.

The imperial palace is a golden cage, shutting her little sparrow.

Put your legs on the wooden stool: "Rub your legs."

Jasmine rubbed her legs dizzily.

Such days are boring.

"Jasmine, I'm hungry." Li Yushu aggrievedly rubbed his stomach which had been shrunk to a piece of paper.

Jasmine's subordinates paused, continued to knead, and said a little embarrassedly: "My emperor, this...it's not time to eat yet, you can't eat."

Meow.

Li Yushu really wanted to use a knife to chop Li Aotian into pieces.

Where did the broken rules come from?

No food until the time of meal, what is it, doesn't it mean that being an emperor is free.

I heard other palace people say that when the first emperor was the emperor, he could eat whenever he wanted, and no one dared to control him.

Why, why.

When she angrily told Jasmine about this unfair treatment, Jasmine stunned her with one sentence: "You're just wearing an emperor's coat."

She was speechless.

Look, it's hard to be a puppet emperor.

Outsiders only talk about my scenery, but who can understand my sadness.

Hunger is a big deal, so that when she got up, her eyes were dim, and the old tree was dim.

"Where is the emperor going?" Jasmine hurriedly supported her.

Li Yushu drifted leisurely: "Steal."

"Steal..." Jasmine was terribly shocked as soon as she uttered the first word: "Emperor, it's impossible."

"You don't care about me." Nothing can stop the foodie's heart.

Li Yushu ran from the Qianqing Palace to the Imperial Dining Room. He was not dizzy at all along the way, and his goal was clear, and his feet were steady.

The smell came out along the imperial dining room, and it would be good to eat some leftover lunch. Li Yushu went in with a nervous heart, and after turning around, she found a stack of freshly baked meatloaf , and there is a basin of waking noodles next to it.

Li Yushu rubbed his hands, crispy meatloaf, here I come.

She had just wolfed down the first bite when she heard a familiar voice whispering in her ear: "The emperor is stealing? As far as I know, it's not time for dinner yet."

(End of this chapter)