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Chapter 216 He is here to pick up the cub~

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    Because I was cheated by my uncle, and I lost a lot of face in front of the little queen I wanted to protect, when I listened again,

    He Lianyou's six-year-old doll no longer thinks about cakes. She sits upright with her ears pricked up, her black eyes sparkling, and she listens 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 and saw Brother Sanhuang still listening seriously,

    The unyielding energy 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 was single-minded, his eyes fell on the allusions in the book, and 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.

    From the corner of my eye, I fell on the little girl who was sitting upright, with a pink and tender face and a serious little master. 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 twisting and vigorous branches and overlapping crowns.

    The bronze bells are tied with long red 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.

    **

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

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

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

    Falling on an ancient book in 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 Imperial College, startling the flock of birds resting on the branches of the ancient trees, spreading their wings and flying to the blue sky.

    Helen 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 Nie, who respectfully lifted the curtain of the carriage, and in an instant, that monstrous and handsome face was exposed in sight.

    "Your Majesty."

    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 eyes from those official carriages not far away, who had been looking here frequently just now.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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