He is the omnipotent king of Dingbei.

No one can affect King Dingbei's emotions.

Not just a woman.

It's not... just a woman.

Xiao Luohan closed his eyes, suddenly felt his chest suffocated, his breathing was not smooth, and he was almost out of breath.

The feeling of suffocation is dizzying.

Yes, it was just a woman.

But he knew that there was no other little demon in this world.

...

The sky darkened and night fell.

The red candles in the house wept and shrouded in a halo.

It was quiet all around.

Xiao Luohan sat in a stiff posture for some time.

Finally, he moved.

The man got up, took a few steps forward, and stared down at the scattered pieces of paper.

After hesitating for a while, he squatted down, gathered up the scraps of paper on the ground, picked them all up and put them back on the table.

"Come here." The man's voice suddenly hoarse and dry, as if something had been rubbed on the rough sandpaper, making his ears hurt and his heart blocked.

Ye San pushed open the door and entered, "What are your orders from the lord?"

"Bring me a bowl of paste for this king."

Night three should be, go and return, and soon bring something.

He put down the paste bowl and swept across the table without a trace, with a look of extreme shock in his eyes, but it returned to normal in an instant.

"Go back."

Ye San was blessed, went out the door without changing his face, and closed the door carefully.

After the line of sight was completely blocked, he Fang Xipin saw what he saw in that startling glance.

If you read it correctly, the pile of shredded paper should be... a letter from the princess to the prince.

The letter was torn to shreds!

Why are people tearing it up?

There was only the prince in the house, so it was naturally the prince who ripped it apart.

Then the point came, the shredded letter paper was picked up by the prince again, and now the prince wants the paste.

Is this going to re-stick?

Oh my god, one day the prince will do such a stupid thing!

It's torn so shredded, there must be dozens or hundreds of shredded pieces of paper, right? When will the prince get on it?

Night three let out a long sigh.

He seems to have accidentally discovered another secret of the prince.

Immediately afterwards, he thought of an old saying: To die is to suffer for face.

In fact, this kind of thing can be completely let the next person do it.

But Ye San could only pretend he didn't see a person who wants face like Wang Ye, and gave him a tear of sympathy.

Listen to the rain pavilion.

Under the candlelight, Xiao Luohan bowed his head, and his rough fingers were piecing together the letter paper that he had torn to shreds.

The little demon was lazy, so he just wrote two sentences, and it was not difficult to spell it out.

He figured it out, this is evidence of a crime, and he has to keep it.

If you catch the little demon in the future, it will still be of great use.

Xiao Luohan struggled for a long time to complete it, but unfortunately, two pieces of paper were missing.

He looked around for a week and didn't see the two missing pieces.

He got up and tried to look carefully, but he got up too hastily, and accidentally brushed his sleeve from the piece of paper.

The scraps of paper that had just been assembled before they had time to stick were all scattered...

Most of the paper was thrown to the ground by the sleeves, fluttering and falling like snowflakes.

One of the small pieces of paper was photographed flying, and fell down with Xuan'er, and it was about to float to the candle next to it.

Xiao Luohan's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately reached out to grab it.

The candle burned his fingertips, as if he hadn't noticed it.

The piece of paper was not burnt, Xiao Luohan breathed a sigh of relief.

But in the blink of an eye, he saw the shreds of paper scattered all over the place, and his eyes almost shattered.

Under the candlelight, Ao's red eyes were bloodshot, looking a little scary and pitiful.

Lord Dog wiped the sweat from his forehead, squatted on the ground, and moved his steps while gathering the pieces of paper, picking up pieces of paper that could not be gathered.

This time, he took off his cumbersome robe, only wearing a smock, and put it together again patiently.

After finishing the spell, immediately paste it with paste, and then carefully get up and look for the remaining scraps of paper.

Xiao Luohan picked up the candlestick and walked around the room a few times, and finally found the two missing pieces under the soft couch.

Putting these two pieces together, it happens to be the three words "Dog Lord".

Xiao Luohan stared at these three words for a long time, with an inexplicable expression.

"Lord Dog..."

"Little Yao'er, it turns out that this is how you scold this king in your heart."

He didn't feel angry when it was obviously cursing.

Thinking that Xiao Yao'er's calm face had rich thoughts that didn't match her appearance, he felt amused instead.

Besides Lord Dog, what else would she scold in her heart?

He didn't say a word on the face, he was cold and arrogant, but there were so many unknown thoughts hidden in his heart...

The little demon has such a cute side.

Xiao Luohan pursed his lips and pasted the last two pieces of paper.

He looked at the stationery that was finally glued, reread the contents several times, and suddenly laughed softly.

He was so angry before that he didn't scrutinize the content, but at this time he laughed again and again.

Hanging pot to save the world?

Little Yao'er has only been a doctor for less than a year, and she wants to be a hanging pot to help the world?

Self-cultivation?

Every time the two of them have sex, they entangle him so tightly, who is the little goblin who is not willing to slow down?

Don't look for it, can you read?

The domineering little goblin forbids him to find her, but makes him think of her and misses her, how can she be so unreasonable?

If he misses her, can she miss herself?

Xiao Luohan smiled, and the smile on his face faded.

His fingertips flicked lightly over the words "Lord Dog" at the beginning, laughed at himself, and muttered, "Xiao Luohan, look at your progress..."

It was night, and King Dingbei rested in Tingyu Pavilion.

The servants up and down the palace were worried for a whole night.

Unexpectedly, on the second day, the servants in the house were not punished, and even the Chunpu of Tingyu Pavilion were not blamed.

King Dingbei did not punish anyone, but only ordered to block the news of the princess' disappearance.

Chunpu, Xialiu, Zhang Ma, Li Ma still went in and out of Tingyu Pavilion as before, and the servants of the mansion still came and went as before.

Every day when Xiao Luohan came back, he would go to Tingyu Pavilion to rest for a while, then go back to his Izumo Pavilion, or just rest in Tingyu Pavilion.

The prince acts like this, as if... the princess is really still in the mansion.

At first, no one dared to mention the word wangfei in front of the prince, for fear of making a taboo. Until one time, Ye Liu accidentally said something, only to find that the prince was not furious, but his eyebrows softened after hearing the name. .

Ye Liu thought in a trance that he had hit a ghost.

Since then, the servants have no longer avoided these two words.

Before I knew it, half a month passed.

In Izumo Pavilion, Chu Shengqiu gave Dingbei King a few injections, "Okay, I won't get sick again for at least half a month."

Suddenly remembering something, he sighed regretfully, "I thought the princess could be my little junior sister, but I didn't expect the princess to run away. My lord, why do you think the princess left you and ran away?"

Xiao Luo glanced at him coldly.

Chu Shengqiu smiled slightly.

That's right, he deliberately sprinkled salt on Xiao Luohan's wound.