The evil king protects the short

Chapter 43 A certain iceberg man is helpless
"The slave guesses, maybe the little guy is afraid that the emperor will rough him up?"

Eunuch Jin Xi raised his eyes and glanced at the little phantom fox on the hall beam, guessing, but this angered Zong Zehong.

"Afraid that I will be rough?"

Staring at Eunuch Jin Xi in an extremely menacing manner, Hiroya Zongze could deny his "crime".

"How could I be rough on it!"

How could he be willing!

Jin Xi looked at Zong Zehong's fierce eyes and restrained a little, but he still felt funny in his heart.

The emperor must not have forgotten why this little Linger ignored him for three days, right?

"What kind of eyes do you have!"

Feeling being watched carefully, Zong Zehong asked angrily in a low voice.

"Ah?" Eunuch Jin Xi came to his senses suddenly, with a doggy smile on his face, and his brain reacted very quickly, "The servant said that this little Linger scratched the clothes of Concubine Rui, soiled the emperor's dragon robe, and Frightened by the emperor's aura, even if the emperor will not punish it, it will still think so."

Eunuch Jin Xi's rigorous analysis made sense, Zong Zehong listened, and there was some truth to it.

He was a little annoyed that Ling'er stained his dragon robe, because he was a bit of a clean freak, but what was Ruifei's torn clothes doing to him?

After pondering for a moment, Zong Zehong crossed his arms and looked sideways at Jin Xi, "Then tell me, why is it willing to come down?"

How to get down?
Jin Xi took a peek at the domineering emperor, and was at a loss for words, "Slave... I don't know what to say or not."

What's not to say about this?
"Say!"

"No, no, this servant is afraid of offending you, the emperor."

Jin Xi gave up again and again, if this angered the emperor, his position as the chief eunuch of the imperial eunuch might not be guaranteed, even his head... maybe he might not be able to keep it!

"If you tell me, just say it!" A hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and Zong Zehong said forcefully, "I forgive you for your innocence!"

"The slave can say..."

Jin Xi was timid. In his memory, it seemed that the emperor granted him the privilege of innocence for the first time. When did the emperor become so talkative?
"Your Majesty, since Xiao Ling'er can understand human speech, Your Majesty will apologize to it, maybe it will come down?"

"feasible?"

Zong Zehong stared suspiciously at Jin Xi, expressing his doubts. He also slowed down his tone just now, but it didn't have much effect.

"Your Majesty might as well try."

That's the only way, Zong Zehong frowned and thought.

Suddenly, he gave an order, "Go outside and wait!"

"Yes."

When did he, Zong Zehong, need to temporarily put down the dignity of the emperor in front of a pet?
What Jin Xi and Zong Zehong said below were all heard by Ni Ling, and she was nothing more than asking her to come down, hugging the wooden pillars of the temple beam tightly, Ni Ling glanced down fearfully, no more With the power of soaring through the clouds and riding the fog, she felt dizzy at any high place.

"Linger."

After a while, Zong Zehong's magnetic voice sounded like a morning bell.

Ni Ling didn't look down, her big snow-white fluffy tail was hanging down, and she chirped in response to Zong Zehong, I'm pulling, I'm not dead yet.

"Still angry with me?" He thought so, for three days, he didn't give him a hug, didn't eat the chicken, duck and fish he fed, and ignored him...

It was throwing a tantrum, though he admitted he was at fault.

Ni Ling wanted to stretch out a claw to tell Zong Zehong that she was not angry, but if one claw was loosened, it would fall from the thick beam, and then... the ball of white meat would become into large patties.

Zong Zehong saw that the little magic fox ignored him, his face turned cold, but he didn't explode.

(End of this chapter)