mtl008 Chapter 112 I, Yoyo, Goddess of Heilong Straight
Chapter 112 I, Yoyo, Goddess of Heilong Straight
At the family dinner in the evening, Xiao Su Mang sat in the arms of the cauldron, happily competing with a plate of roasted chicken legs.
"You can eat the big pot too." Yaomei held up a half-gnawed chicken leg, the tiny tooth marks on it were clearly visible.
The little one is very protective of food, perfectly inheriting the fine tradition of his teacher, can share food when hungry, this kind of behavior is far more valuable than the thing itself.
After taking a bite on it, Su Beimu rubbed her head with a smile: "What else do you want to eat, I'll hold the cauldron for you."
"That, that, oh, I also want the one over there."
Ye Wanting gave her son a helpless look, and wanted to take over her little daughter, but unfortunately, she still remembered the beating she suffered today, and she refused to go there no matter what.
Every time the son goes home, eating with the little one has become a repertoire.
Seeing how happy the siblings were, Ye Wanting simply ignored them.
"Father." Picking up the fat chicken butt and putting it into Yaomei's bowl, Su Beimu looked at his father and asked, "How's the situation over there?"
Similar to his situation, the empress sister is also leading the army to fight against the army "Red Blood Dragon Knight" led by the Prince of Zhou.
The Scarlet Blood Dragon Knight, one of the foundations of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was established in the beginning as an invincible black knight who rushed to the northern border.
Although not as good as the latter, it is still the most outstanding existence among the seven major legions, with strict discipline and combat power far exceeding that of ordinary legions.
When the army is assembled, beheading idle warriors is like killing chickens and dogs.
Against such an existence, the black knight also needs to be careful. In several battles, the empress sister failed to achieve results.
Even her younger sister's seventh birthday, she couldn't find time to come back to attend.
"The situation is not optimistic." Su Changqing's words were sharp, and he hit the point with one sentence: "For this campaign, the Red Blood Dragonriders dispatched 3000 people. If the supplies are sufficient, the southern border will be unable to resist."
"supply."
As if remembering something, Su Beimu ordered his servants to fetch something.
After a while, the exquisite Wandao compass was placed on the dining table.
"My dearest master, do you miss me~" The self-proclaimed aloof, upright, and well-mannered Qi Ling Xiaowan has completely turned into a dog licking.
As long as the owner nods, it will immediately start wagging its tail, if it has one.
"Long time no see." Looking at the compass that had been with him for a long time, Su Beimu picked it up with a smile, and gently wiped the dust on the compass.
Xiao Wan squinted his eyes comfortably and rolled on the surface of the compass.
"By the way, I want to ask you something." The prince finally asked the question he wanted to know the most: "When will the royal baggage team arrive?"
No matter how strong the Scarlet Blood Dragonriders are, they still need to eat. With an army of more than 1 people, and counting those miscellaneous troops, the food consumption is definitely an astronomical figure.
Grain transportation is definitely a major event, and the degree of secrecy should be high, but it is not a problem at all for Qi Ling, who has all the affairs in the world.
"Three days later, the baggage car disguised as a caravan will pass through Tianyun Valley, and a Martial Emperor will personally escort it." Xiao Wan directly gave a perfect answer.
When will it arrive, where is the target location, and what kind of defense force it has.
This intelligence ability is countless times better than the top spies.
only.
Several people at the dining table, including the maid waiting at the side, all looked in the direction of Shizi.
Everyone knows Qi Ling Xiaowan's rules, so I'm afraid he will ask those difficult questions next.
The maids were thinking, should they avoid it first?
However, Xiao Wan has a bad temper, and when no one is watching, he will not ask his own questions.
"Dear master." Qi Ling turned his head to look at the dining table, his eyes gradually fixed on the bone of the chicken leg that had been eaten away: "Is that chicken leg delicious?"
"Yeah." After thinking about it carefully, Su Beimu nodded affirmatively.
"Thank you, my master, Xiao Wan is waiting for you at any time." After finishing speaking, Qi Ling turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.
This scene completely shocked everyone.
what's the situation?
Is chicken drumsticks good or not? !
What about your venomous tongue, full of evil tastes, how can you be so double-standard in life.
Oh, Xiao Wan is a tool spirit, and he cannot be restrained by human rules.
All the maids looked blankly, and there was an inexplicable complexity in their hearts.
In the past few years, who has not been tortured by Wandao Compass, everyone loves and hates this little thing.
But there is nothing to do with it, even Miss Youyou will be deflated, let alone other "ordinary people".
Only His Royal Highness, the son of the world, can easily handle it at will, and the excessive double-standard behavior made both Hou Ye and his wife feel a little toothache.
"Chicken legs are delicious." The little boy with a mouth full of oil poked the surface of the compass with his finger, but it was a pity that Xiao Wan ignored her at all.
"Let me tell you, Big Pot, Xiaowan is not good at all." Su Mang started to complain.
As for the father and son, after looking at each other for a while, they stopped discussing the matter of the red-blooded dragonriders, everything was kept silent.
This is a family feast, so it's better not to talk about too heavy topics.
What's more, now that the exact information is known, the remaining problem is nothing more than arranging an ambush.
It is not difficult to kill a mere Martial Emperor Realm powerhouse.
Huh?
Su Beimu blinked, looked at Yaomei who had packed the chicken butt, and asked curiously, "What are you doing? Why don't you eat it?"
"I want to leave it for the master to eat." The little one, who had been sleepy for a long time, stuffed the packed chicken butt into his hand: "Daguo, can you send it to the master for me?"
Compared with her two brothers and sisters, Su Mang's talent is not high, and reading and literacy is a huge difficulty for her.
However, the whole family loves her very much. Just be silly, just be kind-hearted, and she doesn't need to bear any responsibilities anyway.
Being able to leave the delicious chicken butt to the master shows that the mother's family education is still very successful.
"Okay, I'll send it to her in a while."
First, he carried the little guy back to the room and coaxed her into sleep, then Su Beimu came to the largest tower in the Hou Mansion alone with a small package.
This is Yoyo's retreat place, and the maids and guards are not allowed to approach easily on weekdays.
Well, it's actually for their own good.
Pushing open the thick iron gate, he came to the top floor of the tower, and he saw the black-haired beauty standing by the window at a glance.
In six years, Yoyo successfully completed the gorgeous transformation of the ugly duckling.
The black pearl-like hair is coiled up high, and it can be seen from the hands of the mother just by looking at the shape.
Under the moonlight, the delicate face is full of aura like an elf.
The most exaggerated thing is that Yoyo now has the greatness of looking down and not seeing her toes, which makes her always worry secretly.
"too tired."
Knowing that Su Beimu had returned, she had been secretly looking forward to it all day.
Before Shizi could start, Yoyo made a rough dribble and rammed someone.
"Well, good, good shot."