The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old-Chapter 1477

Chapter 1477: Bitter Divine Sword (1) Chapter 1477: Bitter Divine Sword (1) Outside the Purple Myrtle Temple.

The little fairy boy was diligently sweeping the ground in the garden.

Emperor Ziwei walked in.

The fairy boy was stunned for a moment, then immediately threw the broom and chased after him.

“Emperor, why did you come in through the door?

I clearly heard your voice in the hall just now.” The little fairy boy was confused.

Emperor Ziwei replied indifferently, ” I went out just now.

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” With that, he walked into the hall.

His face was stern and carried a sense of dignity.

The little fairy child touched the back of his head suspiciously.

” That’s true.

The Emperor has been conscientious for ten thousand years and has never delayed the government.

” He muttered and stopped thinking about it.

Monarch Ziwei entered the study room and scanned his surroundings before closing the door.

As soon as he entered the door, his stiff face immediately collapsed.

She rubbed her face and bent down slightly.

“If you walk like this, I’m afraid your spine won’t be able to hold on.

That’s not right.

Where did my waist come from?” As she mumbled, she sat on the chair.

He almost cried when he saw the pile of documents on the table.

“Too much!

Too much!

You went to fall in love, but you actually left me a sword to handle your official business and even helped you attend court!”

“Emperor, you have fallen!

You’ve fallen!

You weren’t like this in the past!

In the past, you never took leave, and you were meticulous in your work for the Three Realms.

Now …”

The man was about to cry.

” Back in the Myriad Sword Pool, you promised that you would make me a divine sword that would shake the world.

You said that I was the strongest in the world.

”

“They’re all liars, all liars.

You’re a liar with a man’s mouth.

You tricked me into coming here to handle official business for you.

You’re too much!”

“You have a beautiful wife in your arms, but you don’t find one for me.”

The sword spirit muttered, but his hands wrote quickly, handling the official business very appropriately.

He was a sword spirit who had followed the Emperor for ten thousand years.

He had long been a part of the Emperor, so it was naturally more than easy for him to handle official business.

“Tsk tsk, I don’t know what the Jade Lake Lady gave me to drink just now.

It tasted strange.

Giving me a sword spirit to drink is really a pity.”

“I don’t have a sense of taste.

It’s useless to drink it.

You can’t even taste it.

” He smacked his lips and then went to review his work seriously.

Although the Emperor was old-fashioned, his sword spirit was a chatterbox.

Not only was he a chatterbox, but he also didn’t sit properly.

He had one foot on the chair and the other on the chair.

She was still humming a little tune, not looking proper at all.

In the bedroom hall separated by a wall.

Lu Youyou’s eyes were drowsy as she rested her head on the Emperor’s arm and gently rubbed her cheek against his palm.

Emperor Ziwei’s arm went numb.

This was truly amazing.

Back when he was a sword cultivator, he practiced the sword tens of thousands of times a day, and his arm was not as sore as Lu Youyou’s.

However, Emperor Ziwei’s expression did not reveal anything.

Even though he had never been intimate with a woman before, he knew.

Once he said it, he would probably be single.

He was not stupid.

Lu Youyou opened her eyes and secretly glanced at the Emperor who was squinting.

She secretly raised her hand and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

There was still a powerful force in her body that she couldn’t suppress last night.

It suddenly caused her to be violent and dizzy.

She almost lost her mind in the first half of the night.

In the second half of the night, the fever started again.

He recalled how he had pulled on the Emperor’s sleeve and cried, insisting on using the Emperor’s arm as a pillow before he was willing to sleep.

Lu Youyou secretly blushed.

Emperor Ziwei saw her flushed face and couldn’t help but laugh.

When he recalled that he had asked the sword spirit to preside over the court meeting today, his eyelids twitched.

Looking at Lu Youyou’s small face, a sentence suddenly came to mind.

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Spring nights were short, and the sun rose high.

From then on, the king would not go to court early.