The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 432: Draw on the memorial

  Chapter 432 The memorial and the painting

   "This is delicious, this is really delicious? How come there is such a delicious thing..."

  Lulu pads her feet and reaches for a bag.

  Get ready to go after you get it.

   "Hey, hey, wait, that little man, the money hasn't been given yet. It's not fun to eat free food..." The small vendor jumped anxiously, and his Royal Highness finally reopened the food court.

  Also, three years' rent is waived, so don’t you guys have to work hard to make money?

Behind the hawker, a young man covered in snacks with a dark face, handed over a token: "Tomorrow morning, go to the entrance of the Donggong to get money. From now on, all her food will be counted on the head of the Donggong."

  After finishing speaking, I saw Lulu drilling into the crowd again.

  Lu Huaijiang hurried to keep up.

  Behind him, father-in-law Lu was still holding countless gadgets, and he was tired, gasping for breath.

  Lulu has long forgotten that he is a bad milk doll who runs away from home.

  At this moment, the Xia family had already discovered that Lulu was not in the house. The Xia family had already weakened with fright, and called Jiang Huaian, who was still in the Jiang family, back.

   sent many people out to find Jiang Huailu.

  At this moment, Father Lu saw Lulu walking through the crowd, but there was a bit of darkness under the lantern, and she was short and inconspicuous.

   "Master, you have to tell the Jiang family and give them some relief." Lu Gonggong asked in a low voice.

  Lu Huaijiang looked at the little girl who could not move in the crowd, and threw everything to his subordinates.

  Avoided the Xia's guards, and led Lulu to the East Palace.

   "Tell what? They are the dereliction of their elders, they deserve to be anxious. If it weren't for me, what happened to Lulu today, who can bear all this?" Lu Huaijiang's eyes were slightly stunned, and the gate of the East Palace was directly closed.

  The guard of the Xia family did not wander in front of the East Palace. His Royal Highness did not like children, and would not let a child break into the East Palace. He went directly to the surrounding streets to search.

  Everyone in the East Palace watched the prince bring a little girl back, their eyes were about to fall out.

   But seeing Father Lu winking, he immediately lowered his head, afraid of collision.

  "Seeing her is like seeing this palace. Listen to what she says." Lu Huaijiang was indifferent, and led Lulu to the study.

  Leave everyone in horror.

   Father Lu saw His Royal Highness walking away, catching everyone's shocked and confused eyes, and Mr. Lu whispered: "If you disturb your Highness, you will lose your head. If you disturb this girl, you will punish the Nine Clan, be careful."

  Everyone tensed all over, and they didn't dare to be negligent if they only remembered this.

  The female official who was kneeling in the distance frowned slightly, but her eyebrows were closed so that she could not see her emotions.

  At this moment, Lulu went to the study, probably because he ate too much, he hiccups.

   went up and occupied Lu Huaijiang's old chair, put his hands on the armrests, leaned on the chair, and hiccups constantly.

   "Lu Chen, send some hawthorn water in. Put less sugar, after all, you still have one that hasn't grown." Lu Huaijiang's eyelids trembled, and he dared not laugh.

  Sure enough, the little girl turned black when she heard it.

  Probably remembered the candy she had given her again, and it stuck her teeth.

  Lulu embraced his chest with his hands, snorted, and glanced to the side, looking like he hadn't calmed down.

  Lu Huaijiang was not angry, so he only asked Lu Chen to send memorials in for review.

  Lulu saw that he was busy, so it wouldn’t be good to bother him.

   cautiously moved to him and leaned over to watch him review the memorial.

  There is also a writing brush on the table.

  Lulu paused...

  Pick up the writing brush, pick up the memorial, and turn over the back. So I immersed myself in painting on it.

  Hmph, let you lie to me, let you bully me!

  (End of this chapter)