The emperor's loyal dog, oh, ran away?

"You have made merit in killing Han Yu, and I should reward you. If you have anything to ask for, I may agree to it now."

He hesitated for a long time, until the legs of the man kneeling in front of him were a little numb, and he said this.

Just as he was about to say that he didn't have any man he wanted, he suddenly remembered something.

"I do have one thing I want to ask the emperor for permission."

He was a little uneasy, wondering if his decision was right, but this was probably the best way.

The emperor heaved a sigh of relief. It seems that this stupid dog is not hopeless. Han Yu is indeed a worry in his heart. He has to reward him for establishing merit this time. Even if there are some requirements that are exceeded, he can...

"This subordinate would like to ask the emperor for permission to let this subordinate live outside the palace."

His thoughts were interrupted by his subordinate, who also made a request that he absolutely did not expect.

So much so that the emperor felt for a moment that he had heard it wrong.

"what?"

"This subordinate would like to ask the emperor for permission to let this subordinate live... woo..."

The man kneeling on the ground was kicked down again by the man who was wearing a jet-black dragon robe in front of him, but whose complexion was even darker than the robe.

"If something happens to me, you plan to rush back from outside the palace? If I have a mission, do I need to send someone to invite you outside the palace?"

The emperor's voice was angry.

And Li Rang also felt that what he said was really inappropriate, he knelt down again, and then said: "My subordinates will have few shifts in the next month, and my subordinates will not leave their posts without authorization when they are on duty."

In the past, even if he wasn't on duty, this dog-like thing wouldn't be able to get rid of him, and he would sneakily hide aside.

What does he mean?It is impossible for Li to make him change his mind. There must be a reason for him to say such things.

"Li Rang, I want to listen to the truth."

The emperor's guess was not wrong. Li Rang's every move, as long as it was related to him, went against the norm and there was a reason for it.

Li Rang didn't dare to talk about his body, let alone let the emperor know that it was difficult to suppress his feelings for him, and finally slowly revealed the third reason.

"This time Li Rang didn't come back alone. This time, his subordinate survived a catastrophe, but was rescued by a nobleman. For many reasons, the benefactor came back with me. The subordinate needs to take care of him."

This explanation made the emperor even more dissatisfied and angry.

Your Excellency?still take care of?

Whether it is a three-year-old milk baby or a handicapped child, he still needs to be taken care of.

As his own dog, he still tried to serve others in vain, because he really didn't care about his master.

Before the emperor could finish his anger, Li Rang started talking on his own.

"The child looks very young, unable to speak and covered in poison. Although it was a coincidence, the subordinates did not allow him to die in the mountains because he was rescued. Please grant the emperor's permission."

child?

How can a child save someone?

Although there are many doubts, the emperor still wants to understand it. With his brain, it is impossible to lie to himself.

"Just enter the palace. I have a lot of places to go in this palace. It's my reward. I won't get the whip anymore. Go down and rest."

The emperor turned and left after speaking.

Li Rang sat paralyzed on the ground, rubbed his sore eyes, and looked at the direction where the emperor left for a long time, his mind was actually blank, he didn't think about anything, it was just swollen for no reason, which made him feel uncomfortable.

He raised his head, and he could see a ray of light in the darkness. Even though they overlapped and reunited, they couldn't be seen anymore, but he also knew that it should be the moon.

He left the palace and returned to the inn where the children were placed.

The room was dark, he opened the door and entered, and sensed the direction of the child by his breath, he groped over and vaguely saw a figure.

When he touched his head, his hands were icy cold, his hair, his face were unbearably cold, and I don't know how long he had stood in front of this window.

He went to the kitchen to fetch water, intending to give the child a bath.

The child can't speak, and he can't speak in front of people other than the emperor, which makes the two people who have nothing to say feel closer.

He didn't know how old the child was, and why he lived in the forest. Their encounter was too bloody, and he couldn't see clearly. He just gestured to his waist, and he was petite as if he was only six or seven years old.