Seasonal peach blossoms are placed everywhere, as well as all kinds of rare and beautiful things.
As if to welcome some distinguished guests.
Could it be that the Emperor Dog has a distinguished guest tonight
Ning Jiumo's heart turned all kinds of twists and turns, all pressing, and there was only a smile like a spring breeze on his lips.
He led Bai Weiwei into the palace.
Seeing the emperor sitting on the chair, his back was straight, his hair seemed to have been dyed, and there was no trace of white hair.
Because the emperor was cultivating immortals, he kept his hair disheveled.
Now she has her hair tied up.
Clean, dressed in regular clothes, but a very young style, with black cuffs embroidered with patterns.
Under the light, the old emperor looked like he was ten years younger.
If he didn't know that the medicine pill had emptied his body.
Ning Jiumo thought that he really succeeded in cultivating immortals.
"Father, my son is here to greet you, this is Weiwei."
Ning Jiumo pulled and dragged Bai Weiwei to kneel together.
Ning Jiumo knelt down and compared the front, blocking Bai Weiwei with half of her body and protecting her behind her.
He said softly, "Weiwei, my name is Father Father."
Bai Weiwei looked up and suddenly saw pink petals flying all over the sky.
Her head hurts again and her eyes are going blind.
System: "The love of an emperor, a thousand years of love, I love you for ten thousand years without changing my heart."
Bai Weiwei: "... Let's talk about suicide."
What kind of imperial love has seduced an old man.
Bah, she refused.
But the love of the emperor could not be closed, she looked up, the corner of her mouth twitched, and finally she reluctantly called out: "Father."
The old emperor trembled, his fingers tightly grasping the armrest of the chair, as if forbearing something.
His eyes fell on her pink and young flower-like face, and all kinds of violent struggles and pain flashed on his face.
Finally, the old emperor said softly, "Wei Wei."
Ning Jiumo's brows twitched, how could he feel that the Emperor Dog's voice was not right.
He raised his head and took a peek, but saw the eyes of the dog emperor, which fell directly on Bai Weiwei's body.
His eyes were full of tenderness and tenderness.
How could Ning Jiumo, a man who just fell in love, couldn't understand these naked eyes.
His pupils shrunk, almost instinctively blocking Bai Weiwei.
And said loudly: "Father, my son remembered that there is still something to do, so I will retire first."
After speaking, Ning Jiumo grabbed Bai Weiwei's hand and immediately got up to leave.
But the old emperor behind him said coldly, "Stop."
Ning Jiumo's eyes darkened, and his murderous aura burst out, but he stubbornly endured it.
Holding Bai Weiwei's hand, she couldn't help but exert force.
Bai Weiwei frowned, a little hurt.
The emperor suddenly said softly: "Mo'er, which woman do you like, the royal father will help you find it, you don't like the prime minister's daughter, do you like the county master?"
Ning Jiumo finally turned around, his eyes were a little red.
Then he pulled Bai Weiwei behind him, he was thin but slender.
Blocking petite Bai Weiwei behind her, Yan Yan did not reveal a trace of light.
If Ning Jiumo couldn't see clearly what the old emperor's desire was, he would be living in vain.
If it is someone else.
He might have laughed out loud.
This dog emperor, cultivates immortals every day, and cultivates to the point where he does not recognize his six relatives.
Although he has doted on several concubines, this dog emperor really has no feelings for women.
In the end, he actually fell in love with a woman.
I can use it.
But this woman is Bai Weiwei.
He couldn't wait to dig out the old emperor's eyeballs.