MTL - Help! My Delicate Object is a Madman-Chapter 13 Angry?

  Chapter 13 Angry?

   Chapter 13 [Repair]

  She said, "No."

   Su Yeyouyou: "You have."

   Shen Suhe organized the language: "I'm not protecting him, it's just that he's dead, it's more troublesome."

   After she finished speaking, Su Ye's expression was still very gloomy.

   Shen Suhe wrapped gauze around him and looked up at him.

  Illusion?

  Why does she feel that this beast is more uncertain than when it was trapped in the tower?

   The two of them looked at each other.

  Suye seemed to realize that his emotions were ups and downs, his eyelids dropped quickly, covering the surging of his eyes.

   The smile on his lips disappeared, and his handsome appearance was pale and indifferent.

   followed, he raised his hand, and the blushing flower on Song Ningyuan's abdomen instantly returned to his hand.

  The Nightmare Demon flower is delicate and dripping, and the red one seems to be able to squeeze blood.

   Song Ningyuan grabbed the hole in his abdomen and got up from the ground.

   Before Shen Suhe could speak, Song Ningyuan waved his hand: "Brother, don't give it away, brother will go first. Catch tomorrow, brother will come back to thank you. Don't worry, brother will definitely not say anything about the two of you."

   As he spoke, he staggered out.

   The guards watched and hurried over to help.

   Shen Suhe watched him leave eagerly, and couldn't help but admire.

   The belly was split so big, and so much blood was shed, and he was able to leave on his own, amazing.

  Su Ye withdrew his arm and stood up. He glanced at Shen Suhe, a cloud of black smoke filled his body, and disappeared with the figure.

   Shen Suhe's hands were empty.

   winked.

   This is, the gas ran away? ?

   Shen Suhe sat on the stone bench and thought for a while.

When    was in the tower, this beast was very good at talking most of the time.

  Although sometimes you are careful, but there is no time to run away.

  How come you haven't seen each other for three years and your temper is getting bigger and bigger?

   She took out the Brahma silver fan and turned it around in her hand.

   After thinking about it for a long time, she didn't say anything.

   After a long while, she pinched her fan and muttered, "Ferocious beasts are the hardest thing to deal with."

  The Fan Yin Fan sensed the emotions of his master, and fanned the air to his master.

  Oh, it's really a thoughtful little fan, much better than that tough beast~.

   Night falls.

   Shen Suhe waited in the pavilion until night, and did not wait for the beast to return.

   With a brush in her hand, she drew small portraits on the paper.

   When Xiao Xing ran in, she couldn't help blushing when she saw Shen Suhe's serious and calm look.

   Shen Suhe's brocade embroidered robe, jade crown, red lips and white teeth, a handsome young boy, is particularly attractive.

  Why does she think the young master looks better than before?

  Young Master used to look gloomy and impatient, saying three or two sentences are stupid.

   Today's young master is painting quietly.

   She had never seen such a serious look.

   When Shen Suhe heard the movement, the pen in his hand paused and looked up.

  Xiao Xing stood under the gazebo and said, "Master, Miss Zhao Rou'er is back again and said she wants to see you."

   Shen Suhe tilted his head: "She is not, has she gone home yet?"

  Xiao Xing was about to answer.

   At this time, there was movement from the door.

   From a distance, I saw Shen Jingguo hurried over with a serious face.

   This afternoon, Shen Jingguo entered the palace to face the Holy Spirit and just came back in court clothes.

   Looking at his expression, it seems like something has happened.

   Shen Suhe said, "Father?"

  Shen Jingguo walked up to the pavilion, sat down beside her, and said with a serious face, "Su He."

   Shen Suhe gave a meal.

   When she heard this tone, she faintly had a bad premonition.

   Followed, Shen Jingguo said: "There is a little movement in Lingnan Village. Your Majesty is recruiting and intending to let your younger generation go to experience. Go there and solve some troubles."

   Lingnan Village?

   Does Zhao Rouer's family live here soon?

   Shen Suhe asked, "What little movement?"

   "Wait until we go."

  Shen Suhe turned his head to Xiao Xing who was waiting beside him and said, "Let Rou'er stay here first, I have something to do now, so I'll be gone now."

  Xiao Xing replied: "Yes, young master."

   After saying that, Xiao Xing hurried out with her skirt in hand.

   Shen Suhe was puzzled: "Father, my son is beckoning cats and dogs all day long, how could Your Majesty choose me?"

  Shen Jingguo shook his head: "It's not just you, the incompetent Song Ningyuan from the Song family, Huo Bai from the Huo family, and Su Qing from the Su family. Your Majesty intends to let you guys have a look."

   Shen Suhe hesitated: "Your Majesty sent the son of a noble family?"

  Huo Bai and Su Qing are both the most likely next heirs of the two great families.

   Both of them are recognized as excellent in the younger generation.

  Two outstanding juniors and two more dragging their feet?

   Shen Jingguo didn't explain too much, just said a little: "If you encounter something that can't be solved, don't worry too much, run back, and Dad will call the shots for you."

   Shen Suhe nodded: "Yes, father."

   After the chat was over, Shen Jingguo looked down and saw the table full of figure paintings on rice paper.

   He was a little surprised: "Did you draw it?"

  Shen Jingguo picked up a piece of rice paper.

  A handsome man was drawn on the rice paper. The man seemed to be injured, with a bandage on his wrist, sitting somewhere.

   He had never seen such a painting method, but only a few strokes had seen the charm.

   Father Shen admired while watching: "When will you draw a picture for your father?"

  Shen Suhe slowly put away the painting: "Father, the child is playing with painting."

After   , she thought for a while and then said, "Father, which one do you think is better?"

   Shen Jingguo was puzzled: "You want to give it away?"

   Shen Suhe nodded: "That's right."

   "Is this gift not too expensive? If you want to give someone something, the glass vase in our house is better."

   Shen Suhe shook his head: "He likes this."

   She is a cartoonist in the 21st century, and she is best at drawing cartoon characters.

When    was in the tower, the man asked her to paint for him when he had something to do.

  If those paintings are still saved, it is estimated that they can be ordered into several albums.

  The Fan Yin Fan quietly circled around its owner a few times.

  O~

   It is most familiar with these paintings.

  The master also painted a lot of clothes for the beast. The beast was greedy and the master didn't want to paint, so he forced the master to paint.

   When the master finished painting for him, he pressed the master on the table and kissed him. In the end, he did not know where the painting was thrown.

   That vicious beast just wanted to kiss its master.

  Oh, cheeky beast.

   Shen Jingguo left after exhorting a few words.

  Shen Suhe waited in the pavilion for a while. It was late in the middle of the night. Before that night, the royal family's personal soldiers came.

   Late at night.

  The back door of Shen's house.

   The lights were bright, and the officers and soldiers surrounded the entire mansion.

   Shen Jingguo's complexion was like the bottom of a pot.

   The old **** who passed on the message looked flattering: "Patriarch Shen, calm down. Your Majesty thinks that things over there can't be delayed, so you have to worry about people at night."

   On the small road, in addition to nearly 100 personal soldiers, there is also a carriage.

   The old **** lowered his voice: "The eldest sons of the other three families are already waiting in the carriage, Patriarch Shen, when will Young Master Shen come out?"

  Shen Jingguo is meaningful: "Didn't your Majesty say that the matter is not serious? The situation is urgent again now?"

   The old **** smiled awkwardly beside him, daring not to answer anything.

   (end of this chapter)