Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 319 Overbearing Empress VS Weak Luthier (36)

It was night, and the library building was quite restless. Li Qing watched the sky and got a glimpse of the sky, so he put away the books and waited for the arrival of the distinguished guests.

After a long time, there was a knock on the heavy wooden door, and a familiar clear female voice said, "Daddy, here I come again."

He got up, opened the wooden door, and was not surprised when he saw the thin figure, but just cursed: "You son of a bitch, you don't even know how to make a sound."

"Father." Li Chen looked at his father, whose face had not changed, with mixed emotions in his heart.

"Together?" Tartar Song ignored his son's call, but looked at the petite person beside him.

"Well, the Empress Dowager of the Ming Dynasty." She smiled slightly, only feeling that father had a little more childish temper, "I hope father will be there at that time."

"It's natural." Asphalt stroked his beard and hair lightly, but there was a bit of alienation in his smile.

"Then Father, I'll go back first, and Lek Chen will stay here for now."

"it is good."

Father and son have been separated for many years, so there must be a lot of things to say, and she, an outsider who got in halfway, should not worry about it.

Candlelight swayed in the moonlight, and the same thin father and son looked at each other. There was no wave in the ancient well, but there was no wave.

Snapped.

Lichen turned his face to the side, and there were five fingerprints on his fair face, "Father is still the same as before."

"Yun Shuiyan is a good girl, but behind her is the whole of Huaxi! Have you ever thought that if you agree, Langyan will be doomed!" Asphalt Song slapped the stone table, and the palm wind touched the faint candlelight...

The candle lingered on for a while, but it was still extinguished.

"I went back to Wolf Smoke, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the children didn't know each other when they met. They laughed and asked where the guests came from." Li Chen said in a deep voice, twisted his fingers, and the candle was lit again.

"...Forget it, can you tell her the secret of Fuxi?" Li Qingsong took a sip of cold tea and frowned suddenly, "Man, I don't know how to be sympathetic to women, just now I saw that girl's appearance, it's clearly...excessive."

"She didn't ask." Lichen took out the gel cream from his pocket, and slowly wiped his red and swollen face with the memory of the pain.

"What are you doing?"

"If the swelling doesn't go away, she will worry."

"You... are really mad at me." Li Qingsong cursed, but laughed, with tears in his eyes, "My son and I really look the same, with no ambitions..."

After staying for a while, Li Chen guessed that his face was no longer swollen, so he got up.

"Father, I'm back."

"Go back."

As soon as he left the library, Tianqing waited respectfully, "Young Master, it's done."

"How did the Prince Regent react?"

"I've been in panic all day, but I haven't given up." Tian Qing loosened the mask a little.

"Keep drying until the person can't stop being evil." Li Chen's eyebrows and eyes were as cold as ever, like a frozen stream in midwinter, covered with heavy snow, lifeless.

"Yes."

It's the Ghost Festival soon, so it's okay to give that person a big gift, he curled his lips, Qi Yan... are you okay?
Tianqing left not long ago.

Suddenly a pair of hands covered his eyes!
"Your Majesty, please stop making trouble." Li Chen said helplessly, but he didn't dare to move, this little girl is very short, she can reach his eyebrows at this moment, probably she is standing on something.

"It's boring, don't panic." She let go of her hand and jumped off the stone bench.

But Lichen turned around and picked up Yun Shuiyan, "It's getting late at night, let's go back and rest."

Lying on Lichen's shoulder, she smelled some medicine, and there was something wrong.

"Lichen, are you injured?"

The man's footsteps stopped.

"No, why is Your Majesty so worried about cursing me like this?"

Aggrieved face.

　power failure.

　　Sooner or later I died of heat at school.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)