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Chapter 118 Is This Called Hard Labor?

Chapter 118 Is This Called Hard Labor?
In a word, the old man who has been waiting for a child for a long time, especially the compassionate and all-inclusive eyes, made Yun Shu forget everything immediately, her eyes became hot, and two lines of crystal tears rolled down her cheeks.The two legs couldn't help running quickly, and finally threw themselves into the arms of old father-in-law Fu, choked up like a wounded cub and said, "Uncle Fu, I'm so sad."

After suppressing the emotions all night, he couldn't help venting out, and collapsed into a mess.

The old Fu father-in-law was half bent, listening to Yun Shu calling him Uncle Fu, the wrinkles on his face deepened.

"It'll be all right, girl."

"My name is Yunshu." Yunshu choked up.

"Has Shu'er eaten breakfast yet?" Old Fu Gonggong gently rubbed her back, seemingly ordinary movements, if there is someone with excellent martial arts, you can tell... Old Fu Gonggong is like a dry bone There was a pale golden inner qi wrapped around her hand, and the inner qi slowly penetrated into Yun Shu's body, helping her to regulate her qi and regulate her heart veins damaged by too much grief.

"No, no." Yun Shu only felt that the arms of old father-in-law Fu were warm, like the arms of Zhao's mother in the orphanage when she was a child when she was holding her.Then an extremely comfortable and irresistible drowsiness hit from all limbs and bones.

With a blunt consciousness, he fell asleep.

Old Father Fu picked her up, turned around and walked towards Yuhua Pavilion.

After taking two steps, he stopped, and said coldly, "What is Prince Qi doing in this forbidden area?"

Behind a tall Albizia julibrissin tree, the figure of Zixuan turned out.

With a gloomy expression, she said, "She... is very sad."

"Prince Qi should not enter the back court before the Empress Dowager returns to the palace. Yuhua Pavilion also please come with the emperor's handbook. Next time, don't blame the old slave for misrecognizing the wrong person."

After finishing speaking, old father-in-law Fu carried Yun Shu in his arms and left.

Zi Xuanhui stood under the tree, his body was depressed, his hands clenched tightly into fists.

After the old father-in-law Fu put Yun Shu in Emperor Ming Yan's lounge on the fourth floor, he closed the door and went out, starting to clean from top to bottom once a day.

However, different from the dullness of the past, today's old father-in-law Fu's brows and eyes are bright, and the wrinkles on his face have loosened a lot, and he is in a very good mood.

When Emperor Ming Yan arrived, Old Fu Fu had already swept the dust to the first floor.

"Why are you cleaning? I remember sending someone to do hard labor." Emperor Mingyan looked around, and there was indeed no sign of the little woman.Could it be that she dared to resist the decree?
Old Eunuch Fu hurriedly said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for being sympathetic to the hard work of this old slave guarding the Yuhua Pavilion alone. That old slave naturally assigned her some work."

The droopy eyelids were lifted towards the fourth floor.

Emperor Ming Yan looked over, his jade-like treasure ears moved lightly, and then his peerless phoenix eyes stared at the old father-in-law Fu, his thin lips were pale, showing no emotion, and said: "Is this also called hard labor?"

The old father-in-law Fu smiled, "Yes, this job is beyond the reach of this old servant. Fortunately, the emperor sent capable people here, and it really came to fruition! Your majesty is wise!"

Emperor Ming Yan couldn't hear the jokes in his words, but he only hummed lightly, and then stepped up the stairs.

Old Fu Gonggong smiled and watched Emperor Ming Yan go upstairs, and when he turned to the fourth floor, he went out of the attic door with a broom and went to sweep the courtyard.

Not long after Yun Shu slept peacefully, she had another nightmare.

This time, she was not only being chased by those headless corpses and heads spraying blood, but also Fei'er's crying and screaming, Xiaodouzi's cry for help... for a moment it seemed like hell.

(End of this chapter)

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