Chapter 1670: Racial Discrimination
After Qian Duoduo had had enough fun, she was carried back into her arms by Long Muchen. She crossed her legs, squinted at Xiaorong'er's excited face, and poured cold water on her without any politeness.
"Just you? The little cat demon who has just become a spirit is not enough for the Pan Yu Kingdom to roast a milk cat!"
Fighting with Long Ah San is a fight, but in principle, she still maintains a united front with Ah San!
Rong'er snorted a few words, grabbed Long Yutian's dragon robe and pulled it hard: "You look down on me, you are racist!"
"..." Qian Duoduo was embarrassed.
She has also been a cat for dozens of days, and she has a deep understanding of the sadness of being a four-legged animal!
Long Muchen, who had been having a good time watching his little wife and a man and a cat fighting a war of words, suddenly frowned, as if thinking of something important, he became serious.
"Third brother, you just said that Rong'er is about to grow up, and this king is worried. If you can't come back when she grows up this time, and miss the best time for her to absorb her heart, she will not be happy." Will you beat him back to his original form as Master said?"
When Xiao Rong'er heard that she was about to be beaten back to her original shape, her ears drooped feebly.
Subconsciously turned his head to look at his little butt, look, it's about to grow a tail again!
This cute, cute and innocent look made Long Yutian feel distressed and amusing at the same time.
"I have already thought about this. I will ask Senior Tianji for advice on when Rong'er will grow up next time, and then send someone to secretly send her to the frontier. When she grows up, she will be smuggled back for foster care." In Chenwang Mansion."
Long Yutian lowered his head and played with his chubby fingers, as if he used to pinch a cat pad, with a smile in his eyes: "But then again, so what if I get beaten back to my original shape? I miss her furry appearance, and her plum-blossom pads, which are so comfortable to the touch!"
Xiaorong'er inserted one paw into Long Yutian's mouth, interrupting his teasing.
Damn, you usually like to play with the cat's paws, and when you grow up, you still pinch them. If you like playing with the paws so much, go play with your own!
——Duoer dividing line——
The old man Tianji made divination for Shengchen Kingdom's expedition, and chose a good day and auspicious day to send the army out of Beijing.
Three days later—
The sky is still bright, and the temperature in the morning is a little bit cool.
Outside the city gate of the capital, tens of thousands of soldiers were waiting in formation, and hundreds of civil and military officials lined up in three columns, lining the road to respectfully send off Long Yutian's imperial chariot.
This kind of lively, majestic, tall and once-in-a-century grand scene, how could Qian Duoduo, who loves to join in the fun, be missing?
Therefore, an hour before the army set off, the BMW Xiangche stopped outside the city gate on time.
"Old man, you're out of customs!" Qian Duoduo jumped out of the carriage, pointed to the front and shouted.
Although the old man Tianji is not a member of the government and the opposition, he is highly respected and deeply loved, and because he is the master of the regent, his status is naturally precious.
Moreover, his chubby body like a cannonball, coupled with a dusty gray Taoist robe, is even more eye-catching.
Therefore, Qian Duoduo discovered the existence of Old Man Tianji at a glance.
"Old man Tianji, why are you wearing a foot wrap around your head?"
Qian Duoduo raised his hand and tugged at the cloth strip on Old Man Tianji's head, and asked suspiciously.
Although it is said that the master's appearance is a little sorry for Shengchen's Liming people, but his white hair is usually combed and shiny, why is he wearing a rag strip on his head in such a grand occasion?