“With all due respect, Ma'am, Bituo Palace looked everywhere and didn't see Po, but the attendant at the Palace Gate said he didn't see Po run out. Fearing that her mother was worried, the slave came back to tell her, so she took the others to keep looking.” Bishui said quickly.
“Go,” Monsanto Elm frowned, waving back the water, walking back and forth restlessly in the main hall.
“Ma'am, Po is a small group. It's also easy to find a hole to go in. Don't worry, he's curling up somewhere to fall asleep, and when he wakes up, he'll come back.” Sister Feng softly comforted her. If Po had lost it before, she would never have worried about it, but now she knows the special significance of Po to her mother, and she can't help but worry about it.
“Sleeping?” Monsanto Yufengmei flashed a bright light and immediately lifted her feet to the bedroom. Push open the door, walk straight to the luxurious sandalwood carved king bed, lift the sheet, bend over and look down. A small group of people actually lay on the bottom of the bed, blinking a pair of grapey black eyes, looking at themselves in amazement!
“I found you!” Monsanto Elm sighs, with a dark heart: kittens and puppies love to run under the bed!
Not ready to face the psychology of the German princess, suddenly saw her bright and extraordinary face, Zhou Wudi breathed a nitrogen, reflexively lifted two foreclaws, covering her eyes.
“What's going on here? Little thing, get out of here!” The anxiety and anger of his heart were quenched by Po's silly, adorable little look, Monsanto Elm cried and called out.
“Does Po look sad?” Sister Feng knelt down and looked, questioning her doubts. The puppy was a little too spiritual, and the shadow curled in the darkness smelled like gray.
Monsanto Elm's face was tight, and the darkness was certainly not his illusion. Po's condition was very wrong. Unlike the ancients who had an indifferent attitude towards animals, Meng Sangyu knew that small animals also had thoughts and feelings, and that they also had their own joy and sorrow. Po was injured twice before and after. This month, he was always detained in the Big Palace. He was just affected by the negative emotions of himself and his mother. Don't get depressed, right?
“Po, come out and come into my arms, I will make you good food, play with you, take you for a walk in the royal garden sooner or later..." She whispered and seduced. Ben Qingyue's voice carried a strange magic and went straight into Zhou Wudi's heart.
Everything that used to be firmly believed was slowly collapsing and the outlook on life and the world was undergoing a complete overthrow. This process is not uncomfortable for Zhou Wudi. He has never been so profoundly self-reflective, nor has he ever seen his weaknesses so clearly: biased and biased towards those close to him, but too suspicious towards those beside him, lacking the amount of human capacity, appearing to be self-serving and arbitrary. So, Phase 3 Hyun-kyun, the King's centrifugation is just sooner or later! Isn't the chaotic dynasty a good example?
He abandoned his complacency and wandered as if he were stuck in a muddy swamp. He thought it might be a little better if he was alone, but when the bright face of the Toffy appeared, when she was plump and laughing, with words of gentle drowning and tapping his eardrum and heart word for word, he unconsciously put down his front paw, stood up, and the ghost slowly walked out of the bed, uncontrolled input that had been waiting for a long time.
“Po, be good ~ be good...” Meng Sangyu lifted Po from his armpit, kissed and kissed his little mouth, his mouth kept mumbling with comfort, heartbreaking emotions overflowing with words.
Zhou Wudi whimpered, aimed at the lips in the beautiful shape in front of his eyes and licked them, his heart darkened: When I recover my body, I will surely hurt you love you, take good care of you, please don't say those words that hurt my heart!
Monsanto Elm only pretended that Po was playing with himself. When he saw him suddenly, he was alive again. His heart was relieved and he kissed back a few times with enthusiasm, causing Po's little tail to swing happily.