God became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 11

When Ying Huo heard this sound, he almost thought that she hadn't woken up yet and that she was sleepwalking.

It can be seen that the little girl's eyes are clear, this idea is dispelled, and then I start to wonder if my endurance has improved.

There is such a good thing in broad daylight.

"If you keep talking nonsense, stay in Zijin Temple these few days." Ying Huo drove lightly, no, just speak.

Qian Lai sneaked in openly and tilted his head: "No, I'm not interested in becoming a nun."

Yinghuo: "...???"

Does he mean that?

The very ignorant Qian Lai sat majestically on the only bed in the house, very much like the dove occupied by the magpie's nest.

Little Fuzi had gone somewhere, and Yingzhuo hadn't started to pack his things yet, but he had leisure time to make tea there.

After seeing Ying Huo making tea, Qian Lai suddenly felt that he didn't look like an emperor, especially not like the tyrant that word of mouth said.

"Your Majesty, you don't need to think too much, even if I want to sleep for a few days, I can't do it, right?"

Qian Lai stopped before Ying Huo's cold gaze came, and was gearing up to make trouble.

"I came here specifically to ask His Majesty if he has any actions tonight."

Still act, don't talk like an assassination organization.

Yinghuo took his indifference to the extreme this time: "Pray for blessings, what else do you want to do? If something happens, I won't protect you."

Why can't the little girl be quiet.

"..."

Qian Lai stopped his mouth with a dirty word.

Ba Ba has never seen a man like you who turns his face and refuses to recognize anyone!
Obviously you said that King Jing would come this time too!
Qian Lai gritted her teeth hard, thinking that she had to move a few Qingxin Sutras to put in the room in order to resist the thought of killing.

After so many years, she has encountered the first bottleneck.

...wait, is it really the first one?

After carefully digging through the memories in her mind, Qian Lai found only this one, but she suddenly felt very familiar.

After realizing it, the blank memory in my mind was added.

But that's about it.

"If you don't protect it, you can't protect it. I don't care about it!"

Qian Lai angrily ignored him, walked over and poured a cup of tea that Ying Huo had just made, and drank it himself.

"boom--"

The teacup was placed on the table by her.

Qian Lai was about to speak when there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Your Majesty, are you there?"

Qian Lai had never heard this kind of voice, but seeing the slight change in Ying Huo's face, she could probably guess who it was.

She spoke silently: "King Jing?"

Ying Huo glanced at her, her expression was quite unpredictable, she seemed to be smiling, coupled with her fair to bloodless skin, she gave off a dark and cold-blooded aura.

It's dangerous anyway.

Qian Lai immediately affirmed this guess.

"His Royal Highness King Jing, Your Majesty has been exhausted all the way, and has rested now, please come back another day—" Xiao Fuzi said outside the door.

King Jing naturally didn't believe in this evil, but suddenly heard an emotionless voice coming from inside.

"Come in."

King Jing smiled briefly, pushed the door open, and Xiao Fuzi could only follow behind him.

However, after the two went in and saw the scene inside, they fell silent tacitly.

On the edge of the mahogany desk, there was a little girl in a scarlet skirt in Yingzhuo's arms, shrinking timidly into his arms, with a suspicious blush on her face.

Seeing someone coming in, she deliberately shrank into Ying Huo's arms, as if she was afraid of strangers.

(End of this chapter)