I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 290 The Black Hand is Coming (with Mid-Autumn Festival Theater)

Is this an offer to ask her out?
??However, the first thought that popped into her head was that the emperor would take her to live in the barrenness.

?? She understood that the emperor's uncle was going to do something wrong.

??First he led her to eat and drink, ignored the government, then let the courtiers revolt, the people rebelled, and finally pulled her off the horse. At that time, who would care about a deposed emperor?

?In the end, her fate was to be thrown into a mass grave by a group of palace people in the torrential rain, and she might even be killed by the concubine of the emperor's uncle.

? For example, wearing steel nails in the abdomen.

? For example, strangled to death.

?Another example, dismembering a dead body and feeding it to a dog.

?Just thinking about her future fate gives her goosebumps all over her body.

"Uncle Huang, where are we going?" Li Yushu asked cautiously.

?Unexpectedly, Li Aotian just evoked a mysterious smile and dismissed her with the word 'secret'.

?A breath of 'hiss' came out of Li Aotian's mouth, he frowned: "It seems that the emperor is very safe in the arms of the humble minister, why don't we continue in another place?"

? She was taken aback, and hurriedly climbed off the emperor's uncle.

"If the emperor can't get up early, he will rest in Weichen's bedroom, and we will go together tomorrow morning." Li Aotian threw a bait at her: "It happens that we can drink and chat with the emperor at night, recite poems and make friends, and sleep together at night. The relationship between uncle and nephew will be sublimated a little bit."

? She didn't want to sublimate, and if she sublimated again, she would explode.

"Thank you, Uncle Emperor, for your kindness. I'm leaving first, and I'll definitely get up on time tomorrow." Li Yushu almost fled in despair.

?Looking at her thin back, Li Aotian's lips curled up slightly, and he took out a black handkerchief from his sleeve robe and wiped the ice water on his face: "Li Yushu, run away, this king will see if you can escape!" When will it be!"

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The next morning.

It's not yet dawn.

Clouds with white belly hung gray in the sky.

Because of the continuous rain yesterday, the air in the morning was extraordinarily fresh. When you smell it carefully, it even smelled like earth.

The ground of the Jiuqu corridor is full of damp.

The flowers bloom more and more beautifully, and the leaves of the grass and trees are also green.

Li Aotian, who was dressed in snow blue gold thread embroidery pattern, was full of dewdrops and walked all the way to Qianqing Palace along the Jiuqu corridor. Jasmine, who was watching the night, had already woken up and saw Li Aotian knelt down to pay respects.

"Where's the emperor?" Li Aotian asked.

"Go back to the lord, still sleeping." Jasmine said, then said nervously: "The lord is waiting outside for a while, and the servants will go in and wake the emperor up."

Li Aotian said coldly: "No need."

After finishing speaking, he strode open the door of the palace and walked in, Jasmine followed in fear.

"Presumptuous! When did this king let you in?" Li Aotian coldly glanced at Jasmine who was blocking his way.

Jasmine braced herself and knelt down, full of worry.

"Get out, or this king will replace you, who is not good-looking." Li Aotian warned.

Jasmine had no choice but to back down. If she was really replaced, then who would protect the emperor in the future.

The inner hall was silent, and the sound of breathing could be clearly heard.

The apricot-yellow curtains hang down quietly.

One leg of Li Yushu was hanging on the edge of the dragon couch, the other leg was disheveled with a thin quilt, she was sound asleep, like a piglet, she was lying on her side, Li Aotian's eyes were staring at her loose Underneath, I saw the corset tightly wrapped in the undershirt.

His eyes deepened, he leaned closer to her, stared at her pouty mouth, couldn't help but kissed her, and then pulled the thin quilt from under her legs to cover her body, so as not to make her suspect that he already knew her gender.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up, have you forgotten what you promised me?" Li Aotian pinched her nose to prevent her from breathing.

Mid-Autumn Festival Theater:
Your Majesty: Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, what kind of moon cakes do you like to eat?
Uncle Huang's arrogant face: The emperor guesses.

The emperor frowned: lotus seed paste?
Uncle Huang shook his head.

Emperor: Egg yolk stuffing?

Uncle Huang shook his head.

Emperor: Five kernel stuffing?

Uncle Huang shook his head.

Emperor: What kind of stuff is that?

The corner of the emperor's uncle's lips twitched: I like to eat dragon meat stuffing

A certain treasure: Nitunitu, what kind of stuffing do you like to eat?

Nitu: I don't like mooncakes...

　I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, what kind of stuffing do you like to eat?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)