Chapter 345

With such an eye-catching face, coupled with a pair of domineering eyes, with a word to describe, the most appropriate - Yan!

Men can be worthy of this word, and they are not Niang, but really not many.

As soon as Jingxuan got out of the car, he looked up. The first thing he saw was qianjue standing behind him, not the old purple prime minister who had an appointment with him.

Only one eye, Jingxuan was stunned.

Then, shock!

And then, it's fried hair!

He thought that it would take a long time to find the little cardinal after he came to Beilan. Unexpectedly, this moment came so fast!

As soon as he entered Beilan imperial capital, let him find someone.

Jing Xuan stares at Qian Jue, his eyes are angry, and he wants to make a hole in her.

Qian Jue was originally full of expectation. When he saw the little lover's eyes, he immediately put out the little sweetness that just floated in his heart.

The smile on the corner of the lip is also a little less.

Jingxuan see this more angry, the top of the head that a wisp of hair, are angry inverted erect.

This damned little cardinal!

You can smile at others, but you can't smile at yourself.

Damn it!

Qian Jue appeared beside Jingxuan when he was very young, so he knew his every move and every expression like the back of his hand.

When you are angry, your hair will stand up.

When you are depressed, your hair will droop.

When I'm happy, I'll go around in circles.

To some extent, her care of Jingxuan in this life can be called cultivation.

It's a pity that it's not very successful.

"Your Majesty?"

Zikun saw something wrong with Jingxuan's look. He just stood still and his eyes were angry, so he gave a voice to remind him.

Who knows, this reminds, let Jing Xuan more gas instead: "I am not small!"

He was put on the throne from the age of seven.

From then on, he lived a life surrounded by wolves.

The high priest controls the belief of the whole country, and then controls more than half of the courtiers in the imperial court. The emperor's uncle is also a regent, so he can make decisions for the emperor.

They call him little emperor, little majesty.

In fact, it's very disrespectful to call him a little puppet behind his back.

Therefore, he really hated the word "small". Even if zikun was different from the high priest and the Regent, he didn't have any malice at all. He felt very uncomfortable in his ears.

"I'm not small!" Remembering that he was out on tour in micro clothes, Jingxuan changed me into me.

"OK, Mr. Jing."

Zikun followed the good example and changed his words immediately.

Jingxuan's tight complexion finally eased a little: "old Prime Minister purple, I'm in a hurry this time. I'll let you know temporarily. I'm giving you trouble."

Zikun laughed and said, "what's the trouble? Come here, Mr. Jing. This way, please."

In Lingbo Pavilion, fragrant tea has been ready for a long time.

The party took their seats.

Jingxuan is on the left, opposite zikun, ziqianmo and qianjue.

Jingxuan's eyes locked Qian Jue and glared at her for a whole minute. Then he looked away and said to zikun, "this girl looks like an old friend of mine."

Zikun said with a smile, "well, that's really a good fate. Qian Jue is my granddaughter. She went to Nanyue to study arts for a few years and just came back recently. "

Jingxuan's eyes twitched violently.

ha-ha.

Yes, you can.

I haven't seen you for just a few days. You've changed from my rosefinch totem to someone else's granddaughter.