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Chapter 521 "So you're not a eunuch?"

Long Live Lord: "..."

The second general hummed speechlessly: "..."

As soon as Eunuch Li finished yelling, Long Live Lord still didn't put on his clothes.

There are still drops of water hanging on the obvious and masculine abdominal muscles of his front body, because he is not wearing clothes, and he is still exposed.

Long Live Lord: "What the hell are you trying to say? What are you hiding from me?"

Eunuch Li clamped his legs nervously.

Lord Long Live lowered his eyes, then raised his eyelids, and made a wild assumption: "So you are not a eunuch?"

Eunuch Li shook his head honestly.
Long live Lord asked again: "Is your little brother still there?"

Eunuch Li shook his head in fear!

Long Live Lord: "You are hiding something that I cannot know, and it is very important."

Eunuch Li nodded his head! !

After nodding, the person concerned expressed great regret...

Long Live Lord lifted up the clothes on his shoulders and put them on neatly: "Tell me, what are you hiding from me?"

Eunuch Li was sweating on his forehead, how could he tell His Majesty straightforwardly that the little princess might have hidden Prince Murong in the side hall.

no!After all, this is his assumption. If stealing pants is purely a hobby of the little princess, wouldn't he wrong the little princess?

It is impossible for him to let the little princess be wronged!

But if there was really no one in the side hall, then why did the little princess ask him to make tea, and distract him halfway, and quickly stole His Majesty's trousers and sneaked into the side hall.

If stealing pants is really a hobby of the little princess, then there's no need to race against the clock, right?
He should have gone to the entrance of the side hall to have a look just now, otherwise he wouldn't be embarrassed about what to say to His Majesty now.

Eunuch Li said coyly: "Your Majesty, my servant... my servant... Actually, I made tea for you, and it is in the bedroom. The temperature is right now, and your majesty can drink it when you go back."

Lord Long Live has already put on his clothes under the service of the Second General Heng Ha. He glanced at Eunuch Li, as if testing the authenticity of Eunuch Li's words: "Is that true?"

Eunuch Li dared not raise his eyes because of his guilty conscience: "Return to Your Majesty, yes, it is true."

They are all mixed up into old fritters, and they are still so frightened by His Majesty's look that they don't even have the courage to look at each other.

But His Majesty is His Majesty after all, whenever His Majesty is easy to be fooled, then this dynasty should...

To Eunuch Li's surprise, Long Live Lord actually really "believed": "Then go back to the bedroom, it happens that I'm tired too, drink some tea to refresh myself."

In the evening, he brought a memorial and listened to Zhu Gong's review.

Eunuch Li bowed his waist and followed behind, came out of the shower room, and looked honestly at the side hall.

From the outside, it is indeed difficult to find that there are people hiding inside.

If he hadn't seen the little princess get into it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have found it at all.

The trousers that Chacha gave Murong Ying were plain, not bright yellow, and the color matched his robe quite well, it was not at all a "mix-and-match".

The main reason is that this "mix-and-match" element has been worn on Murong Ying's body. His appearance and temperament are enough to overwhelm these insignificant flaws.

"Chacha, you really have to trust me. I really only have you in my heart. I don't even want the position of Prince Beixia, so I just stay by your side. Don't you understand my intentions?"

In the past two years, Chacha was too young, and Murong Ying didn't dare to pursue being too straightforward, but now it's different, he knows that Chacha can understand what he is saying now.

(End of this chapter)