Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Moreover, the days in the heaven are floating clouds, day after day, cycle after cycle. The most worthless thing here is time. She has no friends. She is naturally idle and bored. She just feels like a year.

Now it's a good thing to go down to earth to play.

Tian Tian smiled with satisfaction.

……

As soon as it got dark, rows of red lanterns on both sides of the West Street of Chang'an city began to light up in turn.

Sprinkle bursts of red light in the dark night.

The sound of hawkers and children's frolicking are still constant.

The leisurely footsteps of pedestrians were also covered up by all the lively scenes.

Du Xiaojiu glanced at the sinking sun and put down the big Pu fan in his hand.

Youzai leisurely drank a cup of tea, then looked at the distance quite melancholy, and stroked the long beard on his chin with his hand, looking like a compassionate saint.

But this stroke didn't matter. Half of the beard fell off.

Du Xiaojiu was surprised. He looked around stealthily and found that no one was looking at her, so he hurriedly stained the fallen beard.

But at this time, he suddenly heard someone shouting at her. Du Xiaojiu was startled. He tried his hand hard and his chin hurt, but his beard was also stained.

She coughed awkwardly and saw seven or eight people standing in front of her. Their clothes were good, but they were dressed up as domestic servants.

The leading man, 40 up and down, is dignified, and his clothes are obviously more luxurious, but the texture of their clothes is very unique.

The looming is not obvious.

Du Xiaojiu turned his eyes, then stroked his beard and said with a rough smile, "benefactor, can you come for your childe?"

The middle-aged man was surprised, and his sad face suddenly stretched out with a frown.

He grabbed Du Xiaojiu's hand and said in surprise, "Sir, it's expected to be a god! What a living immortal! I'm the housekeeper of the Bai family. I'm here for my childe this time."

Du Xiaojiu's face was red and he wanted to draw back his hand. He thought that his Qianqian jade hand had not been led by the eldest martial brother until it was touched by the old guy.

But she was still a little proud of being praised.

Some time ago, when she was in Qingzhou, she heard of the Bai family in Chang'an city.

It is the first of the four families, operating the silk and satin business, and its business is all over the north and south of the river.

Even the Royal silk and satin are mainly supplied by the Bai family. She has seen several rich children wearing Bai's silk and satin sweaters. The texture of the clothes is very similar to what they wear today.

Even domestic servants can wear Bai's silk. They must be Bai's people.

And she also heard that the Bai family had such a son. Nine times out of ten they came for him.

She pulled back without leaving a trace, "benefactor, don't be so polite. What happened and just come next."

Housekeeper Bai looked puzzled and sighed, "Sir, my childe has been unconscious for more than ten days."

"Coma?" Du Xiaojiu frowned. "Have you asked the doctor to see it?"

"Yes, even the old imperial doctor who became an official has been invited, but there is nothing to do and there is no medicine to cure. Under all kinds of helplessness, I thought of Mr. ah and asked Mr. to save my childe's life."

Then housekeeper Bai burst into tears and was about to kneel down.

Du Xiaojiu hurriedly held him, thinking that he had fooled people with a mouth and established a reputation in the west of the city.

At this time, Du Xiaojiu was a little proud.

However, childe Bai's situation seems unusual. Maybe he is haunted by demons.

It's a little tricky.