Chapter 53: My Head Follows the First Emperor

It is only from Aotian's corpse oil-soaked head that he can think of such an impure thing.

Yushu's head sank, and he almost fell into his loophole.

Want to give it to me?

That's not good, if you really accept it, your fake dragon's body will be pierced.

Li Yushu bark smiled and laughed: "Uncle Huang, this, I was taught by Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang is an upright person, how can I learn the bad method of the cave room of the Jinluan Palace, I will give Uncle Huang all face." ”

As the saying goes, you don't wear a fart if you wear a thousand clothes.

It's sweet from Yushu in this little mouth.

"The Emperor's head hurts badly?" Li Aotian let go of his hand, hugged Li Yushu's neck domineeringly, and pulled her green silk to see if it was out of the bag.

Li Yushu was quite moved, thinking to himself, Uncle Huang is sometimes quite like a person.

But the next moment she regretted it, and Li Aotian mocked: "The emperor's head is as thick as the emperor's face, and such a hard collapsed roof didn't come out of the bag." ”

What is this saying?

Could it be that you are happy when you are stupid?

Li Yushu rolled his eyes fiercely, withdrew from him without a trace, and smiled gently: "My head follows the first emperor." ”

"......" Li Aotian's face sank suddenly.

He and the first emperor are brothers, and they came out of a mother's womb, isn't this equivalent to turning a corner and taking him a little by the way.

Li Aotian didn't know how to refute it, so he had to shut up, so that he didn't know what unpleasant things came out of this little thing's mouth.

"The emperor will rest early tonight, and he will go to the temple tomorrow to pray for blessings." Li Aotian lowered his voice, and his voice was sexy.

After he left, he was relieved to leave Yushu, and ordered Jasmine to prepare the clothes to wear to the temple tomorrow.

At night, Jasmine slept late, and sewed a wide and thin chest strap for Liyushu, so as not to be out of breath from the stuffy Liyushu who knelt and worshiped tomorrow.

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The red Jiaoyang didn't know where to steal yesterday, and this morning the red color dyed most of the snow-white clouds red, so beautiful.

The breeze and the spring water are murmuring, but there is a hint of coolness.

The ministers of the palace were uniformly dressed in court clothes, holding wooden wat and kneeling on the ground respectfully: "Weichen sends off the emperor." ”

The voice was surging and screaming, and the cry was trembling and trembling from Yushu's heart, this feeling was really good.

She wore an apricot-colored tunic embroidered wonton dragon leaping pearl dragon robe and sat steadily in the sedan chair.

The sedan chair is also apricot yellow.

The top cover is a string of tassels, which are blown by the wind and dance in a joyful dance.

Jasmine is a palace maid and can only wait outside the sedan chair.

Li Aotian was dressed in a snow-white robe, his waist was tied to his sturdy waist, the warm jade pendant hung on it, the slender thighs were pressed against the saddle, the green silk like ink was scattered on the shoulders, the corners of the lips were slightly raised, and the looming pear vortex appeared.

It's so handsome, outrageous.

Some of the people stopped to watch, and some frequently looked sideways, all wanting to block the emperor's appearance.

Under the gaze of so many people, he was uncomfortable with Yushu, like a lame little old lady, blocking her face with a dragon handkerchief, only revealing a pair of big eyes looking curiously east and west.

The streets and alleys are bustling.

Away from Yushu, he almost jumped out with excitement.

She swept over the stalls one by one, and it would be nice if she could play with those strange things.

Just then, something from a stall caught her eye......