Chapter 331： Raising the Emperor (12)

His face turned white again, and Dong Fang clenched his hands.

Dongfang Ling's gaze glanced at Dongfang Ling's apparently large black stained bright yellow dragon robe, and Dongfang Ling frowned again.

"Changing clothes and going to Shang Shang."

"Yes, uncle." He turned and straightened his back, and a few palace slaves followed the Oriental magpie with a wink, and those small, thin yellow figures gradually came out of Xia Qiu's vision.

Originally, I wanted to speak, but Xia Qiu also endured. When Dongfang Ling left, everyone around him was dismissed by him.

Looking at Dongfang Ling, Xia Qiu hummed softly and flattened his mouth.

"Brother, you were so fierce!"

"What? Are you scared?"

Looking at her, Dongfang Qiran took her hand and wrapped it in her hands.

The young girl's warm, slender and soft hands seemed to be the size just covered by him, which fit him perfectly.

And looking at the girl's playful and lively face, Dongfang Ling's heart is softer.

"Where can I be scared, but I think Xiaoyu was scared by you!" Xia Qiu said intentionally.

"He is an emperor. If this tempering can't bear it, how will he rule the world in the future?" The simple explanation was that the Oriental magpie was obviously indifferent to the Eastern maggot to such an extent that it was casual.

So this is contradictory ...

Dongfang Ling clearly wants to train a qualified emperor, but in Dongfang Ling, everything he does is so motivated.

"Is Brother Xi hating Xiaoxi?" Xia Qiuhan asked with a smile.

"I don't like it." Dongfang replied.

Looking at the man in a scarlet robe, when he said that he didn't like it, the soothing brows were slightly frowned, obviously this is the truth.

But it's hard to do now!

If this mutual exclusion between the Oriental magpie and the Oriental magpie disappears, then when the Oriental magpie grows up, how can it be possible to let the Oriental maggot pass?

"What? Does Xiaoqiu like Dongfang?"

Asked by Dongfang Li, Xia Qiu laughed wildly.

"Like, my brother, my sister-in-law is actually very pitiful. When I was young, the emperor didn't hurt, and my mother didn't love. Until now, I became emperor and I was violently cold by you every day. It's pitiful!"

"Cold violence?" The word had never been heard, and Dongfang Ling repeated it now.

"Yeah, you look at him with a stern face every day, as if you have always wanted to find him and want to see him become ugly. If I change it to be a cricket, I will definitely want to come and bite you in my dreams."

She spoke vividly and vividly. At the moment, she changed the hatred of Dongfang Ling against Dongfang Ling into a child's resentment, which made Dongfang Ling more or less listen to it.

"He's not you. He dares to do this. I promise he's gone."

So Xia Qiu got in front of Dong Fang's face, looked at him innocently and with sly eyes, "So brother, you mean you can only bite me, right?"

Her face was a little red, and she was teased. Dongfang Chen quickly responded, but looked at her again.

"But how could Xiaoqiu be willing to bite me?"

With a humming sound, it was considered that his topic was turning fast, and Xia Qiu was no longer entangled. She was somewhat playful and very serious, and she said directly to Dongfang Wu.

"Brother Brother, in fact, you haven't noticed that Dongfang Rong has never been loved and regarded you as a target, but he has always been a little admired to you, your uncle ..."

Admiring? Dong Fang was shocked by Xia Qiu's words at the moment.

Without waiting for him to speak, the young girl with a beautiful smile smiled at the subject again and then turned the topic away.

But Dongfang Ao, admired him ...

Such thoughts went back and forth in Dong Fang's mind, making him unable to help but start to think about his past with Dong Fang.