Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

He asked a little urgently, "what can I do, sir?"

Du Xiaojiu coughed twice, holding a sign in his right hand and his left hand behind him. He just smiled faintly and didn't speak.

Young childe is also smart and sensible. What else do you not understand.

People will tell you everything on the street. What else do fortune tellers rely on to make money?

So he said politely to Du Xiaojiu, "would you please move your husband to my house to have a look?"

Du Xiaojiu pondered for a moment and still didn't speak.

"Don't worry, sir. If you can cure my sister's convulsion, you must give me a big gift." the young childe promised.

Du Xiaojiu nodded, "well, I'll go with you."

The young childe hurried to the end of the street with Du Xiaojiu.

The young childe's house is adjacent to the house where Li Jiancheng is staying. Du Xiaojiu suddenly stopped when he passed the door of the closed yard.

Frowning, I looked at this ordinary, ordinary and even some defeated yard.

No, why is this yard so expensive?

Is this a rich family?

That's not right. How can a rich man stay here?

So he pretended not to care and said to the young childe next to him, "childe, who lives next to your yard?"

"Oh, you say this yard." the young childe looked at the yard door and whispered, "it's empty now. It seems that no one has lived here for a long time."

Empty, where does that noble and threatening breath come from?

And that touch of noble spirit, also with a touch of purple.

The person who can emit such light is not the real dragon, but also the blood of the real dragon.

Today's Prince, in this yard?

Du Xiaojiu hesitated and looked at the closed wooden door.

Careful, she found that there was no trace of anyone walking in front of the door, and there was no breath.

As the young childe said, no one has lived here for a long time.

At this time, the young childe looked at Du Xiaojiu in surprise, piled up a smiling face, pointed to the open courtyard door next to him, "Sir, please come in."

Du Xiaojiu hid his thoughts and hurriedly walked a few steps into the childe's house.

This is also a small family. The yard is tidy and tidy. There are several pear trees, one of which is the highest and the largest. At this time, the pear flowers are in full bloom.

A breeze blew, and little petals fell down, as if it were a shower of petals.

Du Xiaojiu, pinch your fingers and count. There's something wrong with this yard.

There's something wrong with the biggest pear tree. There's too much yin!

According to the calculation taught by master, and if she is not wrong, then the young girl who suffered the most damage here should be a young girl.

That is, the younger sister of the young childe.

Du Xiaojiu took another look at the yard next door. The wall was very high. He couldn't see the situation there or hear any sound.

But only Xiao Jiu knew in his heart that if there were no pressing nobleness, now, the young childe's home would be afraid of a funeral.

At this time, a lady came out with the help of two servant girls.

It turns out that this family, surnamed Zhang, runs a powder shop in the city. Master Zhang has only one son and one daughter. His son is childe Zhang who brought her just now and his sister Miss Zhang.