Cute little jade rabbit: the fox king wants to hug

Chapter 43 Hua Wuque is Your Uncle's!
Grandpa is a free pony!
cluck cluck cluck!Aww!
Mo Anu ran wildly on the field of hope, approached the official road, found a carriage to transport goods, and got into it when no one was paying attention.

They escaped here smoothly.

Lying in the pile of goods, Mo Anu was in a good mood.

If I had known that I would have come out last night, why did I escape now.

But where should we go now?

who cares!Love someone!

No one stopped him along the way, and there was no figure that Prince Hua was looking for. Mo Anu hid in the pile of goods, curled up and fell asleep.

There is a bag on the chest, and a bank note on the heart.

Sleep at ease.

The carriage drove smoothly, and it was dark when Mo Anu woke up.

"Hey! Here's a girl doll! Come and see!"

The unloader was a little boy, seventeen or eighteen years old, standing in the car, looking down at the little girl who was curled up in a ball, a little dazed, then reacted, and shouted down.

After shouting, he lowered his head and looked at the female doll who was awakened by him and was rubbing her eyes and raised her head to look at him.

With just one glance, he froze.

So lovely.

Tsing Yi lived in Qingshan since he was a child. He was an orphan who was thrown at the foot of Qingshan. People from Chongtianmen took him back to the mountain and raised him in the gate.

I've seen such a beautiful doll there.

I lost my mind for a moment.

Mo Anu was awakened by the shouting, rubbed his eyes, raised his head and frowned at the Taoist boy in Tsing Yi standing in front of him.

Paralyzed, this guy is wearing a Tsing Yi, with his hair in a bun, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a little Taoist priest.

"Hey! Who are you? Where is this place?"

Before the person came over, Tsing Yi looked around, lowered his head, blushed slightly, and replied: "Tsing Yi, here is the Chongtian Gate of Qingshan."

Mo Anu was dumbfounded.

She blinked and opened her mouth a few times, "Where, where?!"

"Little Anu, I made a mistake in thinking of coming to the prince. It was you who wanted to come here by yourself. Come on, go with the prince to see the master!"

Just when she was in a daze, Hua Wuque had already jumped into the carriage, hugged her from the pile of goods, and was about to leave for the peak of Qingshan.

"Wait! I'm not going! Help! Kidnapping! I'm unwilling!"

Mo Anu struggled and was carried by Hua Wuque on his shoulders, and jumped out of the carriage while hanging upside down. While Tsing Yi was dumbfounded, he reached out and took out his saber, stepped on it, and flew away with the sword.

Seeing the flying higher and higher, the howling Mo Anu quickly closed his eyes.

The terrified sound like killing a pig was getting farther and farther away, Tsing Yi watched her red figure fly farther and farther with her mouth open, and swallowed nervously.

Is she the little princess of the Qing Kingdom brought by Grand Master Uncle?

Tsing Yi frowned.

Fifteen years ago, Uncle Grand Master who was only four years old was accepted as a disciple by Shengzun, who said that his roots were good seedlings for cultivation. Since then, Tsing Yi, who is only two years younger than Hua Wuque, has gained a grand master of unknown seniority uncle.

Yesterday it was rumored that Grand Master Uncle would bring a lunatic little Princess of the Qing Dynasty here today, could it be that she is?
Mo Anu was carried on his shoulders. Seeing the towering green mountains and cloud peaks, and the thin clouds drifting by her side, she couldn't see the figure of the little Taoist boy clearly. After being dizzy from the fall, she took a deep breath and shouted with all her might : "Hua Wuque, your uncle! Bring me back!"

The corners of Hua Wuque's lips curled into a smile, her long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly bent, she carried her with one hand, and patted her buttocks with the other hand, with an angry smile on her face: "Little Anu, you are not allowed to run away without permission." Punishment, where will the crown prince's face go?"

After all, as if wanting to let go, Mo Anu was so scared that he quickly hugged his waist!

"Help! Murder for money! It's too scary! Who will take care of him!"

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