I just want to be a group pet

Chapter 420 How Much I Want to Kill You
Misunderstand?

There can be no misunderstanding.

Uncle Huang will be sloppy.

Li Yushu's chin was raised high, with a proud posture.

No matter how you look at it, you look like a little bitter woman.

Murong Yan suddenly understood what it meant, a faint smile appeared in her charming eyes, and a dimple suddenly appeared: "Uncle, the emperor is so cute."

"Look, she called you uncle..." Li Yushu wanted to accuse Li Aotian of his crimes arrogantly, but she suddenly felt that the title that came out of her mouth was tricky.

"what?"

"what?"

A few "ah" could not make Li Yushu recover from the shock.

She blinked her eyes, looked at Murong Yan dumbfounded, then at Li Aotian, swallowed her saliva, raised her finger and pointed at the two of them: "You two are relatives."

"En." Li Aotian responded indifferently, thinking about something in her little head: "Yan'er is from the family of Weichen's mother and concubine, so she is naturally Weichen's niece. Can't figure it out."

She was dumbfounded.

Who knew that the royal uncle's family had a great career.

There are still people on the mother concubine's side, and they have a big family, and they are all so arrogant.

Convinced, really convinced.

"Yes, I can figure it out." In order to prevent the emperor's uncle from treating him as a fool, Li Yushu had no choice but to pretend to understand with a grinning smile, with a witty look in his eyes: "That means Murong and I Minister Yan is of the same generation, and Uncle Huang himself is of the same generation, so we are younger than Uncle Huang."

Puchi.

Murong Yan couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Is this little emperor despising his old uncle?

"No way." Murong Yan smiled charmingly, like a blooming peony: "Uncle is young and handsome, chic and suave, not worse than us."

It's really not that the whole family does not enter the door.

Good guy.

I'm going to hold the emperor's uncle to the sky.

"En, yes, yes." Li Yushu nodded and said, his beady eyes swept across the faces of the two of them, there was indeed a bit of similarity, no wonder Murong Yansheng was so beautiful.

Is there such a situation.

As he was talking, he suddenly became quiet, eerily quiet, terrifyingly quiet.

Murong Yan glanced at the two people in front of her, and smiled amicably: "Your Highness, Your Majesty, I have ordered someone to escort you back to the palace. I still have other matters to deal with."

"En." Dali Temple is very busy and rigorous, Li Aotian can't disturb her work, looked back at Li Yushu, patted her on the shoulder: "Your Majesty, let's go."

"Where are you going?" Li Yushu asked stupidly.

"Go back to the palace." Li Aotian said lightly.

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Only Murong Yan was left in the tea room.

Her charming fox-like eyes swept around the tea room, and with her internal force, she slammed the wooden door shut, evoking a charming smile: "Come out."

As soon as the words fell, a ghostly figure stood behind Murong Yan.

A sharp dagger scratched her fair and slender neck.

The coolness hit Murong Yan's skin, she was not afraid, a familiar smell lingered in her breath.

Her heart suddenly ached, as if countless silver needles had been stabbed fiercely in her heart, but she didn't show it, with an enchanting smile on her face: "Every time we meet, it's always so painful." Do you want to be so tense?"

"Do you know how much I want to kill you?" A rock-like deep voice rang in her ears, hitting her eardrums. Her heart was blank. She closed her eyes and felt his every moment. A hurtful word.

(End of this chapter)