Snake King begging Ji

Chapter 208 Parting (3)

Yuhu laughed, looked up and teased: "It's also your little lady who is so weird, hey, Yushe, I ask you, if you find your destined Tianji, then Panpan this girl What are you going to do about it?"

Yu She's face tightened, she turned her head away, and said coldly: "Could it be that Your Majesty is really thinking about it?"

Yuhu giggled: "It's fun to miss her. Hey, if you don't want it, you can give it to me. I will let her be a princess or something, and promise her a lifetime of glory and wealth, okay?"

He didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, he just felt that he seemed very wretched and despicable at this moment.Yuhu is used to being cynical, but he also knows that the emperor in this world is not as simple and straightforward as he seems.

What is he trying to do?Could it be that you want to blackmail yourself by pestering Panpan?
Yu She raised her head and drank the wine in the glass, put it down heavily, stood up straight and said, "In a few days, I will go to the five provinces in the south of the Yangtze River to take part in the beauty pageant for Your Majesty, Your Majesty must remember our agreement. "

Yuhu put away the folding fan, stared at him slowly and said, "Don't worry, as long as you don't break the contract, I will be cautious and restrain myself."

After a pause, I couldn't help but add with a grin: "When you're not here, I won't take the opportunity to come over and bully your little lady. Hehe, but it's okay to tease her, right?"

Monk Yanshu, who had been sitting at the side reciting scriptures and meditating, heard this and shook his head involuntarily.

The light and shadow in Yushe's eyes changed, and she replied playfully: "Yes, as long as Panpan is happy. Otherwise, you will be in breach of the contract."

"That's good! Let's make a deal!" Yuhu stood up happily and began to think about how to tease the little girl.

The two of them didn't have another word, and after a while, Yuhu took the people away.

Yushe stood alone in the yard, looking at the picturesque scenery in the bright spring yard.

Sometimes it rains at three o'clock and two o'clock, and the New Year sneaks back to the willow branches.

I don't know when the cold winter will pass, but the spring is quietly dyed with dry willow branches, silently embellished with a little bit of green.A little bit of spores undulate and vaguely resemble green mist, and the color of spring gradually gathers the decadence and decay of winter in the palm of your hand, and quietly crushes it to pieces.

(End of this chapter)