Chapter 331： Raising the Emperor (12) (1/2)

His face turned white again, and Dong Fang clenched his hands.

Dongfang Ling's gaze glanced at Dongfang Ling's apparently large black stained bright yellow dragon robe, and Dongfang Ling frowned again.

”Changing clothes and going to Shang Shang.”

”Yes, uncle.” He turned and straightened his back, and a few palace slaves followed the Oriental magpie with a wink, and those small, thin yellow figures gradually came out of Xia Qiu's vision.

Originally, I wanted to speak, but Xia Qiu also endured. When Dongfang Ling left, everyone around him was dismissed by him.

Looking at Dongfang Ling, Xia Qiu hummed softly and flattened his mouth.

”Brother, you were so fierce!”

”What? Are you scared?”

Looking at her, Dongfang Qiran took her hand and wrapped it in her hands.

The young girl's warm, slender and soft hands seemed to be the size just covered by him, which fit him perfectly.

And looking at the girl's playful and lively face, Dongfang Ling's heart is softer.

”Where can I be scared, but I think Xiaoyu was scared by you!” Xia Qiu said intentionally.

”He is an emperor. If this tempering can't bear it, how will he rule the world in the future?” The simple explanation was that the Oriental magpie was obviously indifferent to the Eastern maggot to such an extent that it was casual.

So this is contradictory ...

Dongfang Ling clearly wants to train a qualified emperor, but in Dongfang Ling, everything he does is so motivated.

”Is Brother Xi hating Xiaoxi?” Xia Qiuhan asked with a smile.

”I don't like it.” Dongfang replied.

Looking at the man in a scarlet robe, when he said that he didn't like it, the soothing brows were slightly frowned, obviously this is the truth.