Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo was disappointed and upset. She took the kitten and walked out with her head down. She might as well bump into a person's arms at once. Xia Qingluo hurried back two steps and suddenly looked up. It was Yun qingrang, but she couldn't figure out what he was thinking, because he looked so calm.

Xia Qingluo stared at him, pursed her red lips, but didn't speak first.

Yunqing finally asked, "who sent your white cat?"

"The king of Qi gave it to me. Why? Is it also a monster?" Xia Qingluo asked angrily with staring eyes.

Yunqing makes Xia Qingluo feel unreasonable. She is very kind to others. She is always like a hedgehog with thorns all over her. When she is unhappy, she pricks hard thorns all over her body, dripping blood and bruises all over her.

Maybe it's better to separate for a while.

But he was still worried.

I have to bear the full depression and say to Xia Qingluo, "I will return to qingluan mountain tomorrow. Will you go back with me?"

"Don't go back." Xia Qingluo resolutely refused without thinking.

I knew it was.

Although I had expected it, Yunqing let me down.

His eyes were calm. "You have been taught to practice Kung Fu. Don't forget to practice. No matter when you have the ability, it is the best."

Xia Qingluo nodded unexpectedly, "yes, it's best to have ability."

After that, Xia Qingluo walked away with the white cat in her arms.

Yunqing swallowed what he wanted to tell him.

He stood blankly in the morning wind. The wind brushed his long shirt, as light as water overnight. His heart had unspeakable melancholy and pain. Was the joy of these days just a big dream?

Sure enough, it is worthy of being a vine demon. It is a heart made of wood.

It's so heartless.

All day long, Xia Qingluo didn't go out of her bedroom, and the food was brought in by manager Nian.

The little red fox is still sleeping.

Xia Qingluo is bored.

Yunqing asked him to go out to see the emperor once. They didn't know what to say. In short, Yunqing asked him to have a calm eye color, but there was a gloomy wind and rain coming.

At night, the moon is like water, and the night wind stirs the palace lanterns and flickers slightly.

A red light, such as a room full of youth.

Xia Qingluo knows that Yun qingrang will leave tomorrow. After a day and a night, her anger has dissipated a lot.

Besides, neither Yun qingrang nor her was blamed for this. It was all caused by that hateful monster.

Xia Qingluo vowed that she would find out the real murderer who killed Zhang Yulian, not only to avenge her, but also to show the evil spirit in her heart.

If it weren't for him, how could it make the star picking palace so messy.

Xia Qingluo thought for a moment, and then walked to yunqingrang's study with the snacks from the imperial dining room.

Just after dinner, Yun qingrang must be reading in the room or talking to the disciples of qingluan sect.

Xia Qingluo felt that she had nothing to blame for taking snacks to have a look.

So she went to Yun qingrang's study with a firm head and courage.

There were still dozens of steps away from the study, but suddenly I heard the voice of lily of the valley inside, swallowing as if crying.

Yunqing let him comfort quietly, "don't be afraid, this will never happen again."

"Yes, uncle Huang, lily of the valley knows." her voice is gentle and tender.

The door of the study is very thick. Xia Qingluo is also some distance away from the study. The sound is intermittent.