Chapter 1708: : Send the princess back to Beijing

After driving away the old high, Long Yutian was sitting on the soft couch with anger and anger, using a bite of water to cool the fire.
The velvet stood aside, constantly twisting his fingers, a look that was both nervous and scared.
She is really stupid, not to promise the father, can not tell the ‘secret weapon’ thing to others, she just did not pay attention to it, no wonder the father will be so angry!
"Fleece - come over!" Destroyed the fire, Long Yutian stretched his arm toward the velvet.
Cashmere child shook his head, not only did in the past, but over two steps back, and my heart would not beat Fu Huang worried about her? !
Long Yu Tian smashed his eyebrows and looked at the little things and almost had to retreat to the outside of the tent. Then he did not pay attention to his own 'anecdote--to him, then he was a good man, and he was still in the ministers. Between Li Wei?
Therefore, Long Yutian is also somewhat impatient: "Come here, don't let me say the third time!"
When Rong Yu was angry, Long Yutian was so angry that he shook his head and shook his head. After a few seconds, he moved over and over with reluctance.
Long Yutian stretched his face, and she stretched out her claws nervously, hugged his neck, and the rogue-like nest was in his arms, and he began to admit his mistakes.
"Father, the velvet is wrong, and the velvet is not dare afterwards. You can't eat fine velvet at night, okay? Don't be angry!"
If the velvet is afraid of cockroaches, it will preempt.
As soon as I looked up, I was red with a pair of eyes, and with a small mouth, I looked at Long Yutian with pity.
This innocent and slightly with a spoiled look, even if Long Yutian wants to blame her, now can only be a hundred steels into a soft, smoke disappeared.
"Well, don't cry, the father does not blame you, huh?" Long Yutian wiped his face with his cuffs, and sighed helplessly.
The velvet struggled twice, twisting his face to the side, and some blaming tone came out of his arms: "Father, don't swear - I have no tears, you swell my eyes -"
Long Yutian’s arm paused for a moment.
The incomparable violent heart: his mother, what is this?
Once there, there have been three vital women around him. Although Zhu Sisi is a snake-hearted, but clever and sensible, gentle as water; although the money blossoms always loves to sing against him, it is also called straightforward and independent.
The little things that are just in this fart are more difficult than the sum of his harem women.
He is also a beggar and a mother. By the way, he occasionally becomes a grandson and holds a small ancestor. As for the uncleful husband’s identity, she also made her a few small moves, and the scourge became a 'second shot---
Long Yu feels that she is owed to her last life!
"Fuzi - roll in -" Long Yutian reached out and put the velvet on his lap and called the blessing.
When Fuzi entered the tent, he saw that the face of the master was very stinky, and he did not dare to talk too much. He stood on the side of Nono, waiting to be told.
Long Yutian turned over the letter he had just finished and handed it to Fuzi: "You, send the velvet back to Beijing tomorrow morning, hand it over to the Regent, let them take care of it for a few days, tell the Regent, there are still things in the borderland. After the treatment is finished, return to Beijing and take the velvet back to the palace."
"Father, I don't go back, I want to be with you!" When Feng Yu looked at Long Yutian, she had to leave her again, holding his arms and death without letting go.
(6 is more over, --)