This was the first time Wanxi showed such a look in front of Li Yu, and even Li Yu was shocked and couldn't help but let go.

The emperor was also startled and couldn't help but lower his eyes to close his eyes.

The wonderful eyes that flowed through the clear and spiritual eyes were now filled with a sense of unstoppable firmness.

That firmness, which came from an eighteen-year-old woman, was enough to make people feel palpitations.

The emperor smiled and slowly let go of his hand, "I am afraid of you too. I'll leave it to you."

It was filthy at all, and the smell was very strong. He still shook her wrist again: "It's just... thank you for your hard work."

Wanxi smiled, glared at the emperor, and turned around and walked out.

"Let's talk about it when I come back!"

When setting up camp on the grassland, I naturally chose to be near the clean water source. Wanxi was reluctant to contaminate the water source, so she first untied the knife of eating meat from her waist, poked a pit on the ground, and buried the filth.

Then we wiped the inside and outside the basin with soil and hay, and waited until the filth had been exhausted, and then took it to the waterside and walked far below the water to brush it.

It is natural for human nature to do this, but Wanxi only feels that her heart is light and can't help but sing a song lightly.

"That's the mountain high~, half a moon;

The little girl’s heart~ I miss the prince.”

“It’s big inside the pine tower~, pine nut;

The little girl is in her heart~ I hope her husband will return.”

The emperor waited for a while but saw no one coming back, and he couldn't help but worry about walking out of the yellow curtain tent.

I looked at the left and didn't see it on the right. I was anxious when I suddenly heard Qing Lingling's singing coming from the lower reaches of the river.

It was still singing with a rough voice on purpose.

The emperor smiled, shook his head helplessly, and walked along the song.

He stopped from afar, hid behind the tree and stared at her little figure quietly.

She really didn't dislike him and sang songs happily... He couldn't describe the joy in his heart.

He was the emperor, and as she said, he was not short of people to serve him. No matter how dirty he vomited, the servants would not dare to frown.

But... he believed that no one else could sing songs.

He couldn't help but run over quietly, and reached out and covered her eyes.

She was shocked and let go of her hand, and the brass basin fell into the river.

"Who?!"

When she was anxious, her little hands were gathered into a cat's claw shape and scratched the back of his hand.

He had no choice but to open his mouth and kiss her hard on the cheek, and a "boom" sound.

Only then did she understand and dare not move.

He then let go and snorted: "Aren't you 'shou Lang'? Why did Master Di come, but you scared your soul away?"

Wanxi covered her face with both hands and hurriedly looked around.

He is the emperor, but she is wearing the eunuch's clothes. If someone sees the emperor kissing the eunuch, then will it be no longer messy?

Fortunately, she walked downstream of the water and walked out a long distance, so no one saw it.

She glared at him fiercely: "The basins have been washed away!"

She looked at him first: "Since you've come out to cause trouble, it seems like you're not a big deal?"

He nodded: "I feel much more comfortable after vomiting."

She turned around and ran towards the river. While running, she took off her shoes and socks, and then stepped directly into the water.

She moved too fast and he didn't react, so she had already pounced on the basin along the water.

He shouted helplessly on the shore: "Come back soon! It's just a washbasin!"

After all, he is the emperor, but can he still lack a washbasin?
Chapter completed!