Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

When he went to the court, his father would be furious if he found himself absent.

Then I found that I was not in the palace, so I can't imagine such consequences!

At this time, Li Jiancheng's forehead and back were all in a cold sweat. Could it be made by the king of Qin?

His heart felt very painful. It was his brother. He was brave, good at fighting and resourceful. He knew that he could not compare with him in some aspects, but who made him the eldest son and the king of Qin the second son?

The eldest son has always wanted to inherit the family property, both in the people and in the palace.

At this time, Li Jiancheng looked down at his regular clothes. There was nothing else on his body except a jade pendant he had worn since childhood.

The city is thousands of miles away from Chang'an city. Even if he goes back now, it will take several days.

So when he got to Chang'an City, he couldn't imagine what he would face.

Perhaps the father emperor would think that he had sneaked out of the palace, or that he had been taken out by gods and ghosts, but whatever it was, it was not the result he wanted to see.

But now he was helpless, and a wave of despair rushed into Li Jiancheng's heart.

He wanted to understand that even if he rode back to Chang'an city now, it would be meaningless.

Li Jiancheng's face was pale. He was shocked by the incident. His strength seemed to be drained. His body could no longer support it. He sat down decadent on the stone bench in the yard.

In spring, the early morning sun is very warm, and the peach blossoms in the yard are blooming brightly.

From a distance, it seems as beautiful as the morning glow.

But all this seems to be away from him.

At this time, Li Jiancheng only felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

Maybe this is life.

It's better to think of yourself as missing than how to explain the whole story with your father after you go back.

At the same time, Du Xiaojiu walked slowly towards the end of the street.

Then, I saw a young man looking at her hesitantly, trying to come forward, but not believing.

Du Xiaojiu has been wandering the Jianghu for such a long time. He must have something to ask for.

Today's lunch hasn't arrived yet. She's penniless.

Therefore, Du Xiaojiu pretended to walk forward leisurely. When he passed the man, he glanced at the anxious man and suddenly said, "childe, but I'm anxious for my sister?"

The young childe's eyes lit up. He took a look at the iron mouth magic calculation written on the sign to subdue demons and eliminate demons. Although this man was thin and small, his eyes were rolling, and he looked neither male nor female. His two little moustaches were neither alike, but he suddenly saw that he had a sister and was restless for his sister.

Well, maybe he has real skills.

And he really can't help it.

After her sister was frightened, she hid in the house and painted every day, and she was still a man. The family were frightened and used countless methods, but she didn't get better.

Now only a dead horse can be a living horse doctor!

The young childe stretched out his hand and said politely, "Sir, you're right. I really have a difficult thing."

"She Mei does things she hasn't done before every day?" Xiao Jiu asked with a fake deep chin.

"Yes, yes." the young childe nodded again and again, and his eyes showed a surprised light. It seems that this man may have some skills.