The group pet cub of the villain tyrant

Chapter 516 Emperor, No Heart
"Jinghua, I don't like parting."

The woman's voice in memory overlapped with the soft voice of the little girl in her arms at this moment, Nanrong Jinghua's eyes trembled slightly under the long silk,
There was a suffocating pain in his heart, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows faintly shone with a silver light.

A fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and the strength of the arms that held the little girl in his arms tightened involuntarily,

Normally, the voice is clear and faint, but at this moment, it is actually a little hoarse and unspeakable.
"Never again, A Sheng, we will never be separated."

"Ang? Master, who is Ah Sheng?"

A certain Sisi lifted her small head from Nanrong Jinghua's arms, blinked her eyes, and looked at Nanrong Jinghua ignorantly.

The little girl's voice brought Nanrong Jinghua back to his senses from the trance of his memory, the eyes under the long silk looked into the eyes of the little girl in his arms,
Familiar, yet unfamiliar, the palm of the hand gently caressed the girl's bright eyebrows, her godlike face, and the eyes under the long silver silk, which were obscure and unspeakable,

"A Sheng, it's Sisi."

"Wow, so this is another name you gave Sisi, Master?"

A certain wanton slightly tilted his little head, thinking that the handsome wife is really weird sometimes, oh no, it's just a godsend,
Thinking of this, a certain Sisi raised his fleshy little hand, placed it on Nan Rong Jinghua's forehead, touched it, and his delicate brows frowned,
"No, Master doesn't have a fever either."

"It's okay, as long as Sisi knows, I will never part with Sisi."

Nanrong Jinghua chuckled, wrapping his palm around the little girl's little hand, it was cold, and carried a certain Sisi into the house.

"Yeah, Sisi won't part with the master either."

A certain Sisi nodded her head and agreed very much.

The handsome wife is so good-looking, of course she was married into the wanton harem and raised, oh ho ho ho.

**
night,
Royal study.

The secret guard of Yongqing Palace reported back, Chang Ying's frown became tighter and tighter on his tense face, Chang Ying waved his hand,
"Got it, go back."

"Yes." The dark guard cupped his hands, and after a while, his figure was hidden in the thick night like ink.

Changying turned around and entered the imperial study room, and bowed to Helian Nie who was writing and reviewing the memorial under the light of the night pearl,
"Your Majesty, the relationship between Sibei Taohua and the little princess seems to have exceeded our expectations. If we attack Dongchen in the future, I'm afraid that the little princess will..."

"The ugly thing is only six years old, only seven days old, and it will be forgotten after a long time."

The sultry voice, not mixed with half emotion, is worse than the cold wind whistling outside the window,

A handsome face with clear outlines, long and narrow peach blossom eyes falling on the memorial, thin red lips pursed into a straight line,
The dragon robe is as red as blood, and the golden thread dragon pattern is lifelike, and the majesty and ruthlessness of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme are fully displayed at this moment.

"Yes."

Changying's heart froze, he lowered his head and no longer dared to look directly at Longyan, the decision of the emperor was beyond anyone's control.

"Winter has come, and the trip to the frontier is not far away. Let him prepare for it. It will take ten years at most, or eight years at least."

Helian Nie put down the vermilion pen, closed the last memorial that had been reviewed, leaned his tall body on the golden nanmu chair, and rubbed the space between his brows with knuckle fingers.

"Yes, this subordinate will go to the Hall of Fanghua tomorrow and report to His Royal Highness the Second Prince."

"My subordinate has one more matter. Now that Sibei Taohua has left my Northern Yin, Mr. Jinghua, if he wants to stay in Yongqing Palace, or..."

(End of this chapter)