The Queen of Phoenix is ​​demonic

Chapter 212 Doing things together (1)

"Wow..." the rice bucket suddenly burst into tears, and his fat paws covered his eyes to peek at the owner who poked his heart.

Nihuang was startled, this was the first time I saw it crying like this, so I hugged it quickly, watching the tears flow in the small eyes, and after a while, the furry face became wet of.

"Be good, idiot, don't cry, I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? Don't cry, look, your hair is wet from crying, you are not beautiful anymore."

The crying stopped abruptly, the idiot pouted, and looked at her aggrievedly, "It's not ugly..."

"It's not ugly, it's not ugly, the whole body of the rice bucket is snow-white, but it's beautiful."

The idiot turned his head, and pointed his ferocious little paw at the bewildered Zibao, "Ugly!"

Zibao shrank her head in fright.

Nihuang: "..."

"Qing Rui."

"Yes, what's the master's order?" Qingrui appeared, looking curiously at the weeping rice bucket.

"See if there are chicken legs in the kitchen, and bring two."

"Yes." Qingrui pursed her lips and smiled.

Rice bucket's eyes lit up.

Nihuang sighed, patted the idiot's head, "You...are you a fake spirit beast?"

The mouth of the rice bucket is flat, and the water is swirling in the black eyes.

Can't see it's showmanship, Nihuang hurriedly asked, "You...that dragon you served before is still alive?"

The rice bucket immediately stopped the tears, and the black eyes were fixed. After a while, the eyes sparkled, and he nodded: "Xuanxuan Xiaoxiao..."

"Xuanxiao Sect? He went to Xuanxiao Sect?" Nihuang raised her eyebrows, "You really know how to choose a place."

Xuan Xiaozong is the best place to practice.

"Then when do you think he will recover from this state?"

"Ming Ming Hun Hun Di Hun Hun." The rice bucket said earnestly, wiggling six fingers on a pair of paws.

"The soul of fate? Where is his soul of fate?"

The rice bucket shook his head.

Nihuang thought for a while, "Forget it, the god emperor's soul will be found by himself, what the hell am I going to do. Go and eat chicken legs, I'm going to sleep."

Hearing this, the rice bucket jumped down excitedly, glanced at Zibao, with fat paws on his back, raised his little head proudly, deliberately walked past Zibao, and snorted heavily.

Zi Bao pursed his lips, jumped onto the bed in a jerk, climbed onto Nihuang's palm, and groaned twice while holding her fingers.

Nihuang laughed, "Okay, there are a lot of spirit stones in the Lingfu, you can eat them."

Zibao nodded vigorously excitedly, and slipped into the ring.

Nihuang: "..." There is a foodie, this seems to make her poor.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

"What? Miss Zhuang's asking for an audience?" Prime Minister Fu Yu's eyes widened.

"Yes. But, this young lady... is not Miss Zhuangjia. Miss Zhuangjia calls her Missy respectfully." The porter muttered.

Fu Yu glared at him, "What a mess! Didn't the old master of the Zhuang family pass away? The young ladies of the Zhuang family who have not left the cabinet came to see this official! What a shame!"

"Yes, yes, then... the little one invites them to go back?"

Fu Yu frowned, thought for a while, "Forget it, see you soon."

After all, the Zhuang family is a big family under the imperial dynasty and a relative of the Nangong family.

When Fu Yu walked into the flower hall, he saw a girl sitting carelessly on the upper seat, her complexion suddenly sank, she had no manners at all.

"Who are you!" Fu Yu's tone was naturally not good.

"I'm Miss Zhuangjia, Zhuang Lan." The elegantly dressed girl standing next to the girl said lightly, how can I look like my father is dead and dressed in sackcloth and filial piety?

Fu Yu didn't have a good look at these two girls. He had seen Zhuang Lan before, and he stared coldly at the queen-like girl sitting in the main seat, "Who is she!"

"This is our dealer's master..."

"Ah!" Fu Yu's eyes widened, "Master of the dealer?" What is that?

(End of this chapter)