He lowered his emotions on his face and asked Zuo Mu to push him into the snow in the yard.
Xiao Qiluo looked at the falling white snow in the air, and suddenly a ball of snow hit Wuyazi. He flexibly dodged, and the snowball fell to the ground and broke.
As soon as he turned around, another snowball hit him at the speed of an arrow. He dodged again, and the snowball rubbed past his shoulder this time.
Another ball comes, hide!
Fly another ball and continue to hide!
Wuyazi was attacked by snowballs and dodged everywhere, and Xiao Qiluo glanced at him for a moment.
There was a lot of snow on his hair, and there were on his clothes and face.
Xiao Qiluo looked at the snow again—
"Hurry up! Hurry up!!" His thirteenth uncle shouted that his men were handing him the snowball, and he attacked Xiao Shutong without any hesitation.
Another ball flew over again. This time, the big snowball was ready to hit Wuyazi's forehead. Suddenly, his tender face turned red and almost shed tears.
.
He wiped the snow from his face with his hands, looked up at the person who attacked him, and saw that the Thirteenth Master looked arrogant and domineering, looked at him rebelliously, and ordered—
"Hey, boy, I'm pretending to be cool and showing my beloved niece. Do you want to fascinate her? Come here, I'll teach you a good lesson!"
"..." Wu Yazi shook off the snowflakes in his body in a casual manner, gave him a blank look, and said lightly, "Childish."
He made this brief comment.
When Zhu Yetong heard this, he said that such a big guy said he was childish. He took out the short dagger in his sleeve—
"You little brat, I dare to say that I am naive. I want to beat you up so hard that I can't stand up!" The short dagger in his hand quickly flew towards Wuyazi.
In addition to making Qiluo happy, he also wanted to try how this kid reached out.
Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, Zhu Yetong's moves were still so charming, and the demeanor of the general was gone that day.
Unfortunately, he is not good at doing things, otherwise he will definitely shine with the most dazzling light today.
Seeing the dagger flying over with a sharp momentum, Wu Yazi turned around and the brush in his hand flew towards Zhuyetong.
Almost at the same time, the silk thread of the dagger wrapped around Wuyazi's neck, and the brush in Wuyazi's hand hit Zhu Yetong's wheelchair, and almost hit him in the hand.
Zhu Yetong was very surprised. This taciturn little brat was so hidden. What is the origin?!
Thinking of it, he made another move, and this time Snowball hit him directly.
Wu Yazi jumped down from the steps, and bent down to pick up a ball of snow and attacked Zhuyetong.
The two of them had a snowball fight in front of Xiao Qiluo. The snowballs of snow, large and small, passed through the snow curtain like meteors, and flew everywhere.
"Look, look! The Thirteenth Master is having a snowball fight with Wuya!" Lan'er pulled Xingbai and ran out of the inner room. After hearing this, many maids ran out to watch.
Thirteenth Master smiled!
Thirteenth Master is smiling!!
Suddenly, the people watching were moved. They especially remembered the heartbroken look of Thirteenth Master holding the princess to cry on the day he returned. Now, after many days, his face finally showed a smile that was brighter than the sun.
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"Come on, Master Thirteenth!"
"Come on, Master Thirteen, Master Thirteen! Master Thirteen!!!"
The maids blushed and their heartbeats when they saw Zhu Yetong's neat movements, and their faces were red. No one wanted to add some oil to Xiao Shutong Wuyazi. Poor Xiao Shutong wanted to have a snowball fight with the General Wang, but there was no one yet.
Someone is helping him.
When he was dodging, he turned around and saw a long-lost smile on everyone's faces. Only his little princess was still silent.
He flashed his snowball, and the snowball that rushed to Yetong hit him accurately.
The maids cheered from afar, and Zhu Yetong clapped his hands, and Xiao Guozi quickly took the handkerchief and asked him to wipe his hands.
"What's so happy about winning a child?" Wu Yazi patted the snow on his head and said.
"Hmph! Wuya, you are not weak in martial arts. What's your age? If you lose, you will lose. You still want to cheat. Princess, I want to teach you a lesson!" At this time, Zhu Yunni happened to come over, she
He put his waist on his back and walked to Wuyazi and said.
"..." Khan, the women from one family are so amazing!
The little book boy would not let him go.
Wuyazi clasped his fists with both hands, which was considered a move to admit defeat.
Emperor Zhuyao was dressed in white, almost integrated with the white of heaven and earth. He stood not far away and looked at his daughter with no expressions of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness on his face, and his heart was as painful as a needle.
A child without a mother is so pitiful. How can I make my daughter smile again?
As long as his daughter smiles, he is willing to do everything.
"Your Highness, the elders in the court who respectfully asked Your Highness to return to Yaojing to ascend the throne are here again, waiting in the hall." Xue Lan whispered from the side.
"There are also Zhuoligetu Khan of the Anyuan tribe who brought his fiancée Qiqige. Nuomin also came to talk about border trade and borrowing troops." Leng Mei continued.
Before Emperor Zhu Yao could speak, he took off the black cloak on his body and handed it to the people beside him. He said in a tone without any negotiation, "I want to accompany my daughter."
"Yes, I know, I'll go back to them now."
Zhuyao walked over to Qiluo and picked up the little one. Qiluo seemed like a fragile doll, and he was afraid that he would break her by accident.
He said softly—
"Qi Luo, go build a snowman with your father and build a Qin Liusu, okay?"
Xiao Qiluo seemed to have sensed something because of this sentence. She raised her head and looked at Emperor Zhuyao-