The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1477

  Outside the Ziwei Temple.

  The little fairy boy is conscientiously sweeping the floor in the garden.

  I saw Emperor Ziwei coming in from outside the door.

   Fairy Tong was taken aback, and immediately lost his broom to catch up.

  "Emperor, how did you come in from outside the door? Only then, Tong Er clearly heard your voice in the hall." Little Fairy looked confused.

  Ziwei Emperor faintly said, "This gentleman has just gone out." After speaking, he walked towards the hall.

   sternly on the face, very majestic.

  The little fairy child touched the back of his head suspiciously, "Yes, the emperor has worked diligently for thousands of years, and has never delayed the government." He muttered twice, and stopped thinking about it.

Emperor Ziwei entered the study and looked around without a trace before closing the door.

  As soon as he entered the door, his stern cheeks suddenly collapsed.

   Raised his hand and rubbed his face, bending over slightly.

   "Walking like an emperor, I am afraid that the lumbar spine cannot be supported. It's not right, where is my waist." While thinking about it, he sat on the chair.

   Seeing a pile of documents on the table, he almost cried.

  "Too much! Too much! You went to talk about love, and even left me a sword for you to handle official duties and help you go to court!!"

   "Emperor, you have fallen! You have fallen! You weren't like this before! You never asked for leave before, meticulously as the Three Realms. Now..."

  The men are almost crying.

  "When you were in Wanjianchi back then, you promised to make me the magic sword of the famous party. I am the strongest when it comes to heaven and earth."

   "They are all liars, all liars. The man's mouth is a liar, it's too much to trick me into handling official duties for you!"

   "My wife is in my arms, and I won't find one for me."

  Sword Spirit whispered on his mouth, but he wrote quickly on his hand, handling official affairs extremely appropriately.

  He is the sword spirit who has been with the emperor for thousands of years. He has long been a part of the emperor, and it is more than easy to handle official duties.

  "Tsk, just now the lady of Yaochi didn't know what she gave me to drink, it tasted weird. Give me a sword spirit to drink, it's a pity."

   "I have no taste, and it's useless if I drink it. I can't even taste the taste." Smash it, smash it, and then seriously review the official business.

  Don't look at the old-fashioned emperor, his sword spirit is talkative.

  Not only talking, but also sitting down, stepping on the chair with one foot and tucked into the chair with one foot. He was still humming a little song, without any formality.

  In the dormitory separated by a wall.

  Lu Youyou's eyes are distressed, and he rests on the arm of Emperor Emperor, and gently rubs his cheek on the palm of his hand.

  The arms of Emperor Ziwei are numb, which is absolutely amazing.

  He was doing sword repair back then, practicing sword tens of thousands of times a day, and his arm was not sore by Lu Youyou.

  But Emperor Ziwei couldn't see anything on his face. Although he had never been close to a woman, he knew it.

  As soon as he said it, he was afraid that he would be bachelor.

  He is not stupid.

  Lu Youyou opened her eyes and secretly squinted the Emperor, who secretly raised his hand, and wiped the corners of his mouth without a trace.

  There is still a powerful force in her body, which could not be suppressed last night, which suddenly caused her to be violent and dizzy, and almost lost her mind in the middle of the night.

  Fever started again in the middle of the night.

  I remembered that I was crying and crying while pulling the sleeves of the emperor, and I had to sleep on the arm of the emperor. Lu Youyou secretly blushed.

  Ziwei Emperor saw her face flushed, he couldn't help but laugh.

   Thinking of letting the sword spirit preside over the meeting today, his eyelids twitched.

  Looking at Lu Youyou’s little face, a sentence suddenly came to mind in his mind: The Spring Festival is so short and the day is high, since then the king will not come early.

  (End of this chapter)