The group pet cub of the villain tyrant

Chapter 216 He is here to pick up the cub~
Because she was cheated by her uncle, and in front of the little princess she wanted to protect, she lost a lot of face.
He Lianyou's six-year-old doll stopped thinking about cakes. She sat upright with her ears pricked up, her black eyes sparkling, and she listened seriously.

He Liansi herself is a five-year-old doll, she is boring, children are easily infected by the people and atmosphere around them.

After staring at Brother Sanhuang listening carefully for a while, the little girl followed suit,
He straightened his back in a decent manner, pricked up his pink-pointed ears, and followed He Lianyou to listen attentively to the lecture.

Tired of listening and wanted to be lazy, I turned my fluffy little head, seeing Brother Sanhuang still listening seriously,

The energy of not admitting defeat in Helian's heart rose up again.

The little girl bulged her lovely cheeks, wrinkled her little nose, straightened her back, and listened seriously.

Brother Sanhuang can do it, so can Sisi, Sisi will not admit defeat, hum!

Nanrong Jinghua focused on two things, his eyes fell on the allusions in the book, Youlan spoke in a clear and shallow voice,

Walking slowly past the little radishes one by one, occasionally stopping by the little radish who is dozing off or whispering,

The little radishes straightened their bodies, like something in an instant, holding up the book in their hands seriously, and staring at it as carefully as possible.

When the corner of the eye fell on the little girl's face sitting upright, with a tender and serious face, the facial features of the god's face seemed to melt from frost and cold, soft and tender.

Towering tall and straight ancient trees can be seen everywhere in Guozijian, with twisted and vigorous branches and overlapping crowns.
Bronze bells are tied with long red silk ribbons and hung on the branches. When the wind blows, they make crisp and melodious sounds, occasionally accompanied by cicadas and birds, not to mention some music.

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Outside the gate of the Imperial College.

In the morning, where the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion was parked, there was a large and luxurious carriage parked at this moment. The gilded royal logo on the carriage was particularly eye-catching.

In the official carriages not far away, the curtains of the carriages were lifted from time to time, and they secretly looked under the willow trees.

Under the willow tree, Changying stood alone by the carriage, with a long sword on his waist, his body was tall and straight, and his face was tense, with a coldness that strangers should not get close to.

In the carriage, the burning incense lingered, half rippling out of the half-opened curtain, and on the sandalwood table, several plates of exquisite pastries with green tea were placed.

Helian Nie leaned lazily, his bright red dragon robe scattered, his handsome face, and his long and narrow peach blossom eyes,

On an ancient book that fell on his hand, his white and bony fingers occasionally lifted up to read it a few times.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The three melodious tolls of the bell rang in the Guozijian, startling the birds resting on the branches of the ancient trees, spreading their wings and flying to the blue sky.

Helen Nie put down the book in his hand, got up, took a step, and the long eagle guarding outside heard the noise in the carriage,
Going forward, in front of Helian Nian, who respectfully opened the curtain of the carriage, in an instant, that monstrous and handsome face was exposed in sight.

"emperor."

Helian Nie stepped out and got out of the carriage, the eagle bowed his head and made a respectful sound.

Helian Nie only raised his hand lightly, his long and narrow peach blossom eyes fell on the gate tower of the Imperial College.

Although the movement under the willow tree was small, it couldn't hold back the probing gazes from those official carriages not far away, who had been looking here frequently just now.

(End of this chapter)