The Empress of Fast Travel is still a vicious villain today

Chapter 112 112: Why don't you let her call you grandpa

Chapter 112 112: Why don't you let her call you grandpa

In the corner of Songfu Alley.

A touch of green balls came out of the hole, and halfway through the hole, they heard the muffled sound of fighting.

blinked.

She shouldn't have listened to Qiqi.

Lvjing kicked an assassin unconscious, threw him into the distance, squatted in front of Jun Jiuli, and smiled innocently.

"Xiao Qinger, what a coincidence."

She felt that it was no coincidence that Qingyun County was such a big place.

straight back.

Shrunk to half, unable to move.

The cuffs were stepped on by a pair of black-soled and red-gold auspicious cloud shoes, Jun Jiuli raised his head and looked at Fu Yulin in a daze.

A face, whether to cry or not, with a puckered mouth.

Lvjing looked at his father disapprovingly, and threatened the children, what if this is really the granddaughter of Duke Heng.

"Master, hold your feet high."

Fu Yulin coughed lightly, "Don't lift it, it's so comfortable."

Looking at Li Qing indifferently, "Come out, or your legs will be broken."

Jun Jiuli: ...

Greenview: ...

Mao Qiqi: "Host, he is no longer your cutie."

Jun Jiuli burst into tears. Anyway, she is five years old now, so she is not ashamed.

Seeing that Li Qing was crying, Lv Jing got anxious and glared at his father.

"Grandfather! Lift your leg."

Carried Li Qing out of the dog's hole, "Don't cry, don't cry, uncle will buy you candied haws."

"Oh, why don't you let her call you grandpa?"

As he said that, he turned around and walked out of the alley, where the stunned assassin was moving slowly.

Fu Yulin frowned slightly, raised his hand, a strong wind swept past, and the assassin returned to the west.

Lvjing quickly covered Jun Jiuli's eyes, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you can do tricks."

"What kind of tricks, she is not even afraid of the bones of her own parents, she is afraid of a corpse."

Lvjing was not convinced, and Xiao Xiao said, "Can it be the same? She is still a doll."

Fu Yulin's footsteps stopped at the entrance of the alley. In May, the faint sunlight fell from the shade of the trees, playing Fu Yulin's face in light and dark.

He looked at Lvjing with deep eyes, "Are the wings hard?"

"Isn't that from my grandfather?"

Lvjing tried hard to put on a flattering smile.

"It's too late, and I'll be fined for one year."

If he is fined, he will be fined, anyway, he has savings.

Jun Jiuli was uncomfortable being hugged by Lvjing, Lvjing couldn't hold children, her ribs hurt, and she didn't like being too close to people.

Taking advantage of the time when the two of them were talking, they jumped down.

Walking towards the entrance of the alley, Fu Yulin stretched out his hand, "Hold me, or I will break my leg."

Looking at the slightly callused hand in front of him, he reluctantly put it on it.

Out of the alley, I saw a black carriage parked not far from the main entrance of the Song Mansion. It was low-key and luxurious, and the carriages were pulled by muscular bay red horses.

Seeing Jun Jiuli staring over there, Lvjing said, "Qing'er likes that carriage, and uncle will buy it for you when I go back."

Jun Jiuli tilted his head and looked at Lvjing, "Uncle is so kind to me, do you want to marry me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands were tightly squeezed.

Fu Yulin dragged her out, beat her fan to cover her from the sun, "No nonsense."

Lv Jing coughed out of Li Qing's childish words, "No, no, uncle is only related to your parents."

Jun Jiuli really didn't want to look at Lvjing with the eyes of a fool, but this foolishness is exactly the same as that of someone.

Seeing that the two of them were chatting very enthusiastically, Fu Yulin walked two steps faster.

Jun Jiuli staggered, trotting to follow.

Before he had gone far, the black carriage followed.

The curtain was lifted, revealing a familiar face.

"Uncle Wang, what a coincidence."

King Li is the seventh son of His Majesty today, and Fu Yulin is King Pingnan, the same generation as His Majesty, so it is not too much to be called Uncle Wang.

He just went to the Song Mansion to see the girl today, knowing that she was being bullied by her mother, so he helped to support her.

(End of this chapter)

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