Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Miss Zuo stressed again.

Hearing his daughter's words, Prime Minister Zuo felt it was reasonable.

Yes, such a person with beautiful scenery and beautiful moon is only an immortal in the sky.

No mortal, at least he has never seen such a handsome figure in recent decades.

Although he was born in poverty, he seems to have seen countless scenes of wealth.

What kind of splendor and wealth are like passing clouds in his eyes.

There was no sign of envy at all.

So how can such a person be an ordinary person?

It should be an immortal.

At the thought of this, the idea that I had been frightened and uncertain just now had been dispelled.

Prime Minister Zuo waved, "go back and have a rest first. Let's talk about it next time."

Miss Zuo angrily looked at the empty banquet in front of her, looked at the mess on the ground, stamped her feet, and left with her servant girl in chagrin.

By this time, Jing Hao had left the prime minister's house and walked in the street outside.

It's not far from the yard where he lives.

Obviously, when the Emperor gave him the house, it was so that he could quickly integrate with the officials in the court.

After all, even if he is amazing, officials should support him.

Otherwise, when he is raised in the future, he will be alone and of no great use to the emperor.

Therefore, the emperor's arrangement at this time is also well intentioned.

The two houses are very close. Across a street is his small house.

Then Jing Hao took the schoolboy and walked home slowly.

I thought blue would appear on the way, but it didn't.

He thought he would tell him when he got to the yard.

So after Jing Hao returned to his courtyard, he waved and asked the little bookboy to have a rest by himself.

Then he walked towards his study.

Sure enough, in the study, before sitting down, Cang LAN appeared in front of him with a smile

Jing Hao looked at Cang LAN with a smile in his voice. He asked in a warm voice, "did you smash the ghost just now?"

Cang LAN nodded with a smile, "yes, it's me. I saved you just now, otherwise your innocence will be gone..."

Jing Hao's eyebrows moved slightly and looked at the pale blue in front of him with a smile.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a smart, the skin is better than snow in the moonlight, and the dimple is like a flower.

Suddenly, Jing Hao's heart seemed to be pounded by something.

That feeling made him breathe disorderly, and his hands were tightly clenched together.

There seems to be an inexplicable emotion fermenting in the bottom of my heart.

In an instant, Jing Hao spread to his whole body without any precaution.

He felt the air getting hot.

Then his voice became hoarse and asked involuntarily, "{how can I lose my innocence? I'm drinking well there..."

Cang LAN seems not to believe Jing Hao, so he tells Jing Hao about the plot between prime minister Zuo and miss Zuo to cook cooked rice.

After that, Cang LAN glanced sideways at Jing Hao and told him that if she hadn't withdrawn the wine in time, his clothes would be forcibly sent to the house if they were wet.

And miss Zuo in that room is waiting for him.

Then these two people may worship heaven and earth tomorrow.

After that, Cang LAN stared at Jing Hao and suddenly asked angrily, "do you want to worship heaven and earth with her?"

Jing Hao quickly waved his hand, "no, absolutely not."

Cang LAN looked at Jing Hao and found that what he said should be the truth.