The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

By the end of the meal, Chunhua had not left.

Su Yan is confused

“Anything else? ”

Chunhua Road

“Your Highness commanded me to go with you wherever you went before you left. ”

Because I worked with Su Yan for a while, there was no such thing as talking between them.

Xiaohua Xiaohua

“This was last night when His Highness ran around for you and was almost frightened by that stinking emperor. ”

Su Yan knows he made a mistake last night.

She licked her lip horn and said nothing more.

Chunhua has been waiting for Su Yan for the next few days.

Originally, they were both daughters, but only one waited for the other.

In the courtyard of the Third Prince, there are a lot of maidens chewing their tongues, but Chunhua doesn't feel anything.

Whatever His Highness tells you to do.

Moreover, because of His Highness's love for Su Yan, Chunhua has a feeling that one day Su Yan will have to become a true master.

It's better to have feelings early in the cage, later on.

In the gazebo, Su Smoke bit the pastry and sat there looking around.

Xiaohua made a noise

“Host, haven't you seen Your Highness for days? ”

Su smoked the pastry for a minute.

No talking, just eating faster.

The look is a bit nasty.

She hasn't seen Xuan since that night.

Not even Nanton.

She gently dragged the corner of her sleeve.

Occasionally, Chunhua will be heard talking about some of the great changes in the palace.

I heard that the Emperor died and was killed by the Grand Prince, who was mutilated by the Second Prince and killed by Xuan Yongzhi in the name of the King of Qin.

Today, Xuanxuan is in power, and the ceremony of boarding will be held at the beginning of the fifth month.

Finally, the Su Yan Channel.

“Xiaohua”

“Well, the host? ”

“Is there a book that can make people laugh? ”

“What, what? ”

Su Yan said it again and didn't want to say it again.

Bite the pastry and look at the raindrop-shaped red crystal bracelet on your hand.

Xiaohua naturally sees her host feeling a little depressed.

To make the host happy, it stuck its head in the database.

Screen each copy to the host.

It's just a book to fool people, it can definitely be found by the host! Mmm!!

# Studio #

Xuanxuan sat permanently on the dragon chair, turning over the brochure in his hand.

The whole study, very quiet.

Suddenly, Xuanxuan's face was a little gloomy. The brochure in his hand was suddenly thrown on the ground. The next second, along with all the folds on the royal table, he shouted and swept to the ground.

Nan Tang waited and could see that he swallowed a sip.

His Royal Highness is now the Son of Heaven, above all others, but... this mood is worse every day than every day.

A long time later, he sat there with his eyes closed forever.

Thin, cold lips, one in one.

“She never mentioned me? ”

Nandan didn't know what to say at the moment. After a long silence, he chose a compromise.

“Xinghua, Miss Su Cigarette mentioned it, but Chunhua wasn't there. ”

A big old man like Nanton who dances with guns all day, how can he comfort people?

It's a comforting word to say, very tenacious.

Then, looking at Xuan's everlasting face, it's even worse.

Originally, he wanted to punish Su Smoke and make her realize her mistake.

So he deliberately disappeared for a few days, specifically instructing Chunhua not to mention him.

As a result... this is punishing Su Smoke, which is punishing him.

That unconscious, delicious, he disappeared and never asked one more question.

As if he wasn't there, it didn't affect her.

He doesn't matter to her at all.

This cognition is called "Xuan Yonghuang's face is worse every day than every day."