Chapter 877

Zhang Yuntian frowned and didn't know what was going on.

Sure enough, after a while, Ji Shumo also came.

All eyes are anxious: "is the grass back?"

"Back, upstairs." Zhang Yuntian pointed to the upstairs, looking at Ji Shumo's eyes a little more sympathy.

Ji Shumo frowned and went upstairs.

"Grass, grass! You come out, you listen to me, I really don't mean that, grass, grass Ji Shumo stands at the door of Du Cao and knocks at the door.

Unfortunately, ducao can't hear anyone knocking outside, because she is in the basement below.

What Bai Yu prepared for her has already been sent.

Du Cao thought about it. There are more people in the prime minister's residence, so it's safer here.

So it's true to be angry, but it's also acting. After all, we have to find an excuse to separate!

It's just that Du Cao didn't expect Ji Shumo to be so stupid. He really stood in front of his room all night.

Du Cao worked in the basement all night. When he came back to the room, it was the next morning. Du Cao's tired head was dizzy. He opened the door and saw Ji xumo with red eyes.

"Xiaomo? Why are you here? " Du Cao frowns and looks at Ji Lyric Mo unexpectedly.

Ji Shumo strode forward and hugged Du Cao tightly: "I'm sorry, I'm wrong. I'll never say such words again. Don't be angry with me. Don't ignore me!"

Du Cao frowned, took Ji's hand and went into the room together: "have you been standing here all night? Are you stupid? "

"I'm not stupid. I'm just afraid of losing you. Xiaocao, I'm wrong. Don't ignore me. You don't want me." Ji Shumo looks at Du Cao pitifully.

No one knows how Ji Shumo came through in those five years without Du Cao. Therefore, Ji Shumo can't bear the suffering for the second time!

Du Cao looked at Ji Lyric ink this appearance is also a burst of heartache, hesitated for a while, then whispered: "I'm not really angry with you, last night I was not in the room, you come with me."

With that, Du Cao opened the mechanism, took Ji Shumo's hand and went into the basement with a smile: "I was here last night to sort out these things. I didn't hear you knocking on the door and I didn't know you were coming.

Ji Shumo, I tell you that I only want you alone in my life, or I won't come back, do you know? "

"Grass, is that true?" Ji Shumo just looked at Du Cao.

Once upon a time, Du Cao didn't know that Ji Shumo was so worried that he would leave, so insecure.

Take a deep breath, Du grass is not angry, but a little more heartache.

He gently touched Ji's face and laughed: "really, I want you one, really!"

Ji Shumo once again hugged Du Cao tightly: "I know they all say I don't deserve you, I also know I don't deserve you, but I just like you, what should I do?"

Duckweed said with a smile: "well, you always like me so much!"

Hearing this, Ji Shumo also followed with a gentle smile: "well, then I always like you so much."

Du Cao gently smile, pointing to those half done bombs, smile: "see, just these things, you can blow up the whole capital of Southern Xinjiang, they want to blow up our capital, I will let them know that we Yongan is powerful!"

Ji's favorite is the self-confident appearance of Du Cao, which seems to be shining.

Du Cao gently smiles, then leans on Ji Lyric Mo: "but I made these things. How can these things enter the capital of Southern Xinjiang? It depends on you."

In fact, Du Cao has his own channels, but he still wants to give it to Ji Shumo.

Ji Shumo took Du Cao's shoulder and said in a soft voice: "don't worry, I will send it to you according to your requirements. You can send it to wherever you want."

Du grass gently smile: "husband, I am very tired, let's go home and have a good sleep?"

"Good." Ji Shumo chuckled and said, "come on, I'll carry you back."

Du Cao gently smile, so cheeky directly lying on Ji's back, hands tightly around Ji's neck, smile: "Hey, let's go."Ji Lyric Mo carries Du CaO on his back and goes out in this way. Then, the tip of his foot is lighter and disappears.

Du Cao was really tired last night, so when he returned to the prime minister's house, he went to sleep.

Ji changed his clothes, combed and went to the palace.

When he arrived at the palace, the early days had just ended, and Ji Shumo stood in the imperial study, waiting for Huangfu to return.

Huang Fu Yue came back to see Ji Shu Mo, and then she went forward with a smile: "brother Mo, why didn't you come to the early court today?"

"Something happened." Ji Shumo coughed, then said a light, face some small dodge.

Yesterday Du Cao was angry, but huangfuyue knew it clearly. She gently laughed, and then said faintly: "how can I hear that someone is angry, and it seems that I left you behind?"

"Someone is sleeping soundly in the prime minister's residence now. Emperor, I'm here to tell you about the small fishing village." Ji Lyric ink cold a face, business like.

Huang Fu Yue was thinking of schadenfreude, but she didn't expect that Du Cao was so unpromising that she could be reconciled so soon?

"Cough, then, you say it." Huangfuyue became more interested. He wanted to know more about ducao than about xiaoyucun.

Ji Shumo white Huangfu month one eye: "small fishing village unfathomable, but we did not get nothing in the past that day, this is my painting, the emperor you see."

Huangfuyue looked at the drawings of Ji's ink painting and frowned: "this small fishing village is so big?"

"Yes, a village like this can hide even a hundred thousand elite soldiers, but if you want to attack a small fishing village, I have a shortcut." Ji Shumo thought of Du Cao's fellow, said such a sentence, but did not say very clearly.

Huang Fu Yue took a deep breath: "I don't know what's going on in the small fishing village now. If we really want to start, there are only Zhao Chumu and cypress who can use it now. Zhao Chumu's family is tired now, so I'm afraid it's not suitable. Why don't we call cypress back first?"