"You want me to help you become an official?" Huo Mingheng asked subconsciously, but then he felt that his words were a bit too ridiculous, so he quickly changed the phrase, "You want me to become an official?"
Seeing that she finally got to the point, Luo Liyan grinned happily and touched the correct note, but felt that this was not enough to express her meaning clearly, so she quickly took the other side of the pendant. The sword was placed on the desk.
"You want me to be a great general?" Huo Mingheng suddenly had some doubts. Could this be an ancestor of their Huo family? Seeing their descendants ruined like this, he was really angry, so he ran out of the ancestral hall, intending to Come see for yourself as you progress.
If this is the case, it makes sense to say that it is not a ghost, nor does it want to be.
But just when he thought this idea was the most possible, he saw that the sword and chapter were put together on the table.
A rebellious thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
He frowned slightly, felt his breathing stopped for a moment, and then continued to ask tentatively: "Do you want me to study both civil and martial arts in the court?"
At this point, she basically explained Luo Liyan's real purpose clearly, so she naturally chose to affirm without hesitation.
Huo Mingheng suddenly sneered and shook his head amusedly, "You think highly of me, just like my mother, you want me to learn Chinese as well as martial arts."
Although Luo Liyan couldn't hear his tone, but judging from his expression and the curvature of his mouth, he knew that he was disgusted by him.
But Luo Liyan didn't intend to deceive this little guy, so even if she did it again, she would not hesitate to tell Huo Mingheng her true intention.
If he disagrees, then I will pester him, and there will always be a day when I let him follow me.
Luo Liyan carefully pushed the fork towards Huo Mingheng, somewhat flattering.
In the end, the other party didn't even think about it, and crumpled the piece of paper into a ball.
Huo Mingheng himself wanted to rub Luo Liyan's extremely ugly painting, but just after he pressed it, he felt an inexplicable feeling of reluctance in his heart.
He struggled with his fingers twice, but finally gave up.
"In the future, you'd better stop having such ulterior thoughts, otherwise, no matter what you are, I will order someone to take you in." Huo Mingheng's tone was particularly severe, even with a strong killing intent.
It's just that when he said this, his expression was staring. Luo Liyan looked at the words, but really didn't feel much killing intent.
But she knew that she had expressed her meaning clearly enough, and she didn't try to explain anything for herself, so she picked up the sword and put it back on the side again.
Looking at the quiet note on the table, Huo Mingheng always felt that the invisible thing seemed to be angry with him, the killing intent in his heart dissipated, and he even felt a little panicked.
Huo Mingheng sat on the chair, looked at the empty air, waited for a long time, but did not wait for any sound, for some reason, he began to fidget.
"It's you who want to use me, and now you've lost your temper?"
It's a pity that after he finished questioning, the answer was still icy cold air.
In fact, it wasn't that Luo Liyan was angry or guilty, but that she heard footsteps outside and was about to enter the door, so she quickly turned off her phone and put it a little far away from the desk.
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[Kneel silently and beg for tickets and monthly tickets in the hands of the cuties!]