The emperor's teacher (9)_1

The bright red Hawthorn was wrapped in crystal clear rock sugar. It was sweet and sour, and it was very delicious.

The young girl smiled until her eyes were half-closed, her beautiful big eyes curved into crescents, and the two dimples on her white and tender cheeks were extremely cute.

Chu yanhuan's Emperor father was really good to her. He knew that she loved to play, so he gave her a waist tag that allowed her to leave the palace at any time, so that she could go out and play.

She looked around.

They were watching magic tricks and riddles.

He was having a lot of fun.

The little girl was also someone who liked to cause trouble. In a short while, she was just short of being chased down and beaten by people on the street.

This was because she had jabbed the father who had sold himself to bury his father until he jumped up.

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Chu yanhuan, who had run away like a wisp of smoke, hid next to a small stall selling masks, mumbling to herself.