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Chapter 631 - 631: The Might of the Little Bun



Chapter 631 - 631: The Might of the Little Bun

Chapter 631: The Might of the Little Bun

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Su Xiaoxiao was a little sleepy. She yawned and asked, “Eh? Where’s Dahu, Erhu, and Xiaohu?”

Recently, Matriarch Wei had been focused on selling herself to her eldest grandson, but tonight, she finally could not sell herself anymore. She was really tired.

Ghostfear thought that he could finally have peace. Unexpectedly, reality gave

him a loud slap.

Dahu, Erhu, and Xiaohu came over tonight and danced on his bed. Xiaohu held the small gong in his left hand and the small club in his right.

“Lalala Lalala

He kept knocking. Dahu and Erhu cooperated with his rhythm and shook it.

Ghostfear sat on the chair expressionlessly, feeling that he would be sent to the sky before he could complete the mission.

In comparison, Old Madam Wei’s miserable tone was really a little pleasant.

He came to the bed and looked at the three little ones dancing with emotion. His eyes were cold.

He did not hide his killing intent and grabbed a handful of chopsticks from the table.

The three little ones stopped and looked at him in confusion.

He broke the chopsticks!

Did they see that?

If they dare to approach him again, he would break your necks next time!

The three of them were in a daze. Xiaohu had even forgotten to ring the gong. The room fell into dead silence.

Ghostfear was very satisfied with its deterrence.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the three of them suddenly jumped up excitedly. “One more time!”

“One more time!”

“One more time!”

Ghostfear muttered, “What a group of brats who are not afraid of death..

“Brother!” Wei Liulang entered the room. He was used to the commotion of the three little ones and often joined, so he did not find it noisy.

The three of them greet him as Sixth Uncle and continued to dance at the grave.

Wei Liulang shook his head twice and glared at him coldly. Wei Liulang stood up timidly. “Brother, we’re going to the palace tomorrow. That old thief, Helian Ye, is going too. I’m worried that he will do something bad to Little Seven and

Sister-in-law. I want to go too. Are you going?”

“I’m not going!” Ghostfear refused without thinking.

The sacrificial soldiers had no predecessors.

He was no longer Wei Dalang. What did the life and death of the Wei family have to do with him?

“Oh.” Wei Liulang nodded. “It’s good that you’re not going. Someone needs to take care of the family.”

Thinking of something, Ghostfear pointed at the three little demons on the bed. “Wait, are they going to the palace?” “No, they’ll stay at home,” Liulang said.

“I’ll go,” said Ghostfear.

He could not stay with the little smelly farts any longer. Not for a day!

Otherwise, he would be the first death warrior to be disturbed to death!

The palace was outside the west city gate, not far from the peach forest of the White Lotus Society. After passing through a fork, the White Lotus Society was to the south, and the palace was to the north.

When Ghostfear woke up, the sky was already bright.

The sacrificial soldiers did not sleep well. On the one hand, they had forcefully modified their meridians with medicine and their bodies were more manic than those of ordinary people. On the other hand, their crisis instincts were too strong.

However, ever since he came to the Wei family, perhaps because he was exhausted from the noise, this was the third time he had slept.

He was not very satisfied with this state of loss of vigilance. Tonight, he could not sleep again.

After washing up, he came to the door.

Only the Wei family knew his true identity. The servants only thought that he was a newly invited teacher like the Sixth Master. After all, they could see Young Master Dahu looking for him every morning.

“Mr. Zigui, your carriage is here.”

The servant said to him.

Zigui was an alias that Matriarch Wei had given him.

As soon as Ghostfear got into the carriage, he was dumbfounded.

On the car bench sat one, two, and three little radishes!

His body trembled. “Why are you here?”

“Going out to play!” Erhu said.

Ghostfear said solemnly, “This is the carriage to the palace.” Xiaohu shook his head. “That’s right! We’re going to the palace!”

“I thought you guys weren’t going?” Ghostfear felt terrible!

Wei Liulang had lied to him. He wanted to kill that kid!

To be honest, Wei Liulang really didn’t do it on purpose. He also thought that the three little fellows wouldn’t go. However, the Empress Dowager missed the three little fellows too much and asked Eunuch Cheng to send a message to bring Dahu, Erhu, and Xiaohu over for her to secretly take a look.

Emperor Jing Xuan would be overwrought by the envoys of the two countries and would not notice them.

In addition, the three of them wanted to go too.

Su Xiaoxiao discussed with Wei Ting and decided to bring them along. In any case, there were many women and children going to the palace this time.

Su Xiaoxiao modified the three of them slightly. Even if her family could recognize them, others couldn’t.

Ghostfear stood up and was about to get out of the carriage.

He was not going! He would not go even if he died!

Just as he lifted the curtain halfway, she saw Wei Xiyue searching the carriages one by one with a carrot.

Ghostfear sat back down!

He shouted at the coachman in panic, ‘What are you waiting for? Hurry up and

set off! ”

“Xiyue, come up.” Su Xiaoxiao carried Wei Xiyue into her carriage. “Go play with Seventh Aunt, okay?”

Wei Xiyue nodded.

Madam Li also sat up and glared at her daughter helplessly. “You’ve been causing trouble for me all night, but you insisted on going!”

Wei Ting and Wei Liulang rode horses.

The emperor’s team set off ahead of them, and the envoys of the two countries set off.

She thought that they wouldn’t meet, but there was a small interlude when she approached the palace.

There was a lot of rain this year, and a small wooden bridge near the official road had been in disrepair for a long time. Today, it was run over by a large number of carriages, causing a section in the middle to collapse.

Fortunately, there were no casualties, and most of the carriages had already passed, leaving only seven or eight.

Among them were the carriages of Su Xiaoxiao and Zhao Kangning.

The Northern Yan diplomatic mission had long left. Zhao Kangning deliberately lagged behind. Who would believe her if she said that she was not waiting for Wei Ting?

“The carriage can’t pass through. Only people and luggage can go over.” With that, Wei Ting instructed the accompanying guards to make a simple raft and place it in the middle.

The officials and their families went over one by one.

Wei Liulang carried Wei Xiyue over.

“Second Sister-in-law, go over first. Xiyue is waiting for you,” Su Xiaoxiao said to Madam Li.

Madam Li did not stand on ceremony with her. She walked over on the raft, and the servant carrying the luggage followed.

Unexpectedly, just as Madam Li passed by, a rapid river surged upstream and washed away the raft. The servant was also washed into the water.

Wei Ting entered the water to save him.

Only Su Xiaoxiao and Zhao Kangning were left on the other side of the river.

Jing Yi rode over from behind the two of them.

Jing Yi jumped into the water without a word and lay horizontally in the rapid river. He grabbed both ends of the broken bridge and said to Su Xiaoxiao,

“Come up.”

Su Xiaoxiao hesitated. “I’m very heavy…”

The young man looked at her with his clean and clear eyes. “Who said it? You’re clearly very light.”

The little puppy really Imew how to speak.

The river became faster and faster. Jing Yi endured the huge water pressure and scouring.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t hesitate any more and stepped on his shoulder.

Zhao Kangning also stepped on it.

Unexpectedly, Jing Yi retracted his arm in an extremely clean manner and turned to go onto the bridge without looking back. Zhao Kangning missed a step and fell into the water!


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