Yao Huanhua sat at the table in the room, calmly picked up the enamel teapot with plum blossoms on the white background, took out two cups, filled them respectively, then pulled Liu'er, who was walking uneasily, and pushed him to a chair, "Don't worry, you
Tell me the whole story." It seems that there are many secrets hidden behind Yao Huanxi.
"This, Master." Liu'er was in a dilemma: back then, her master took the Water of Forgetfulness in order to forget all the unpleasantness, but now he asked himself to explain everything clearly. This left her with what to do, tell her or not tell her.
"If you don't tell me, then I will tell you, please listen." Yao Huanhua took a sip of tea and looked up at Liu'er with a smile.
Liu'er's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, her hands holding the tea trembled a little, and she nodded silently.
"I am that Shangguan Feng'er, and you are that Yuan'er, right?" Yao Huanhuan stared at Liu'er with his beautiful eyes: It seems that reading is really useful. He just finished reading the biography. At this time
It has already come in handy.
Liu'er's hands holding the tea shook, and some tea splashed out. She looked at Yao Huanxi with her eyes in surprise, swallowed, and nodded again: When did the master know about it.
"Okay, let's move." After Yao Huanhua finished speaking, he put down the teacup in his hand and stood up.
"Master?" Liu'er was a little surprised that Yao Huanxi decided to move like this.
Yao Huanxi, uh, Shangguan Feng'er smiled at her, "Didn't I tell you that Qi Palace is the tomb of the living dead and you can't go there." Once she entered the palace gate, it was as deep as the sea. She had suffered so many hardships in the emperor's family.
Zhe didn't want her children to live in that imperial home again. Even without father's love, she would not let them go to that place where they could eat people without spitting out their bones.
The kite nods its head like a chicken pecking at something.
"Okay, hurry up and get ready, otherwise you won't have time." Shangguan Feng'er said as he walked towards the inner room.
Yuan'er got the order and then went into the back room to sort out things with Shangguan Feng'er. Unknown to him, there were two small figures outside the room and sneaked back to the small study next door.
"Brother, who is Shangguan Feng'er? Why did mommy say she is Shangguan Feng'er, and Aunt Liu is Yuan'er? Why are we moving? If daddy comes back after moving, he won't be able to find us.
What is the Tomb of the Living Dead?" Li Moyan sat in front of the desk, holding her young face with her chubby hands, looking at Li Moyi with her hands folded on her chest with big black eyes, looking down at the portrait on the table.
Li Moyi suddenly stretched out his hand to roll up the painting and received it in a package. He turned to look at Li Moyan and said, "Yan'er, let's go find daddy." After saying that, he wrapped all the pastries and fruits on the rosewood table.
Put it in that package.
"Wow!" Suddenly a black figure jumped down from the roof.
"It's the bad uncle." Li Moyan screamed, but Li Moyi still stood in front of her, looking at Mu Sheng with charming eyes.
Mu Sheng quickly knelt down and whispered, "Your Highness, I'm here to pick you two up." Before he was sent to find Shangguan Feng'er and Yuan'er, Li Moran had said that if Shangguan Feng'er was found,
If she doesn't want to go back with him, then she will steal the most important things around her back to Qigong.
He originally disdained this method of using chickens and dogs to steal, but based on the current situation, there seemed to be no simpler or more convenient way.