Chapter 1178: Have a Good Celebration

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Nine thousand years old finally understood what it was: you were my calamity in the last life.

Floating.

The bed of this seat.

All night.

Xiao Piaopiao and Xiao Yushu muttered and muttered, and chatted all night, until the sky was full of fish-belly white eyes, and the two of them were tired and lay on the bed to sleep.

Little Piao Piao sleeps on the bed.

Little Yushu slept at the end of the bed.

In the morning, the first thing the 9,000-year-old who gets up is to wipe the floor, wipe the table, and wipe himself with his own hands.

He wanted to go to the inner hall to have a look, but after all, Yushu was his daughter's house, so what if he saw something that he shouldn't see.

Therefore, he had no choice but to give up and endure the dirty little jade tree rolling on his bed for the time being.

The so-called good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles.

The assassination of Yushu floated and fluttered, shook and shook and turned into a gust of wind that blew to the Phantom Palace.

When the phantom came to announce, Murong Che slanted crookedly on the peach tree to drink, reading books, these books were scavenged by him from Liyushu, although the writing was childish, but it was also good to beat teeth in his spare time on weekdays.

"Lord." The phantom man came and stood respectfully outside the curtain.

Murong Che has a lot of problems, and he doesn't like phantoms to get too close to him.

He flipped through the night, with an uninhibited smile on the corner of his lips, interesting and interesting, but he didn't expect these villain books to be quite interesting.

Little Yushu, little Yushu.

I'm afraid that only the Lord can be like-minded with you.

The Lord must chase you.

"What's the matter? If there is nothing important, don't disturb the deity. Murong Che looked lazy, maybe it was the Chinese New Year, and there was no business during this time, so he was also tired a lot.

Phantom said: "Back to the lord, the emperor was assassinated last night. ”

"What?" Murong Che's uninhibited eyes finally became serious, the books in his hand fell, and Teng Ran stood up from the peach blossoms.

Seeing that he was about to eat people, the phantom man hurriedly added: "Don't worry, the emperor is safe and sound now, and those assassins have not hurt the emperor." ”

"!" Murong Che paced back and forth anxiously, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded: "Even if you don't get hurt, you're frightened." ”

The phantom man was silent.

"Who did it? Don't die, don't you! Murong Che impatiently ripped open his shirt to let himself breathe.

Phantom said: "Back to the lord, the peacock martial arts are strong, the dead assassins were thrown into the mass grave, after the accident, the subordinates deliberately went to the mass grave to take a look, those people ......"

Speaking of this, the phantom man raised his eyes and glanced at Murong Che and said, "It's from the Murong family." ”

"The Murong family." Murong Che muttered to himself, sneered casually, sat back on the peach blossom with the peach blossom wine and gently shook the wine glass, and then drank it all: "Uncle said that he wanted to go back, and the deity guessed that there was nothing good, and my uncle thought it was such a simple thing to be with the emperor?" Jokes, don't talk about grandma, my father and mother won't agree. ”

He looked like he was watching a good show, but he couldn't sit idly by and watch Xiao Yushu: "Send a few phantom people to stay near the palace to protect the emperor's safety anytime and anywhere." ”

"Yes, my lord."

After the phantom man left, Murong Che curled his unruly lips and said to himself: "Xiao Yushu, you finally understand how dangerous it is to follow your uncle now, and you will understand even more in the future, you can't even enter the door of Murong Mansion's house, it is better to follow the Lord of the Buddha."

He waited for Xiao Yushu to take the initiative to run into his arms, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became: "Ruoge, prepare the wine and food, and celebrate tonight." ”