Looking at the way Ying Zheng was stroking the paper.
Mu Han looked at her with disdain.
"Imperial Father, you are the Emperor of the Empire and have seen the world. Do you need to make such a big fuss over such a small thing?”
Ying Zheng raised his head.
"You know nothing!"
"This thing is very soft and has good toughness.”
"It's fine for writing."
"However, this one sees that it's simply suitable to clean up after going out to pay tribute.”
"You don't know, I'm here to pay my respects…"
"Forget it! Why am I telling you this! I'm asking you how this thing is made.”
Looking at Ying Zheng's face, which was full of grief.
Mu Han's gaze unconsciously moved down and swept across his P * nis.
Unexpectedly.
The First Emperor also had that kind of unspeakable secret.
His gaze swept over her.
Then, he looked at the mocking look in his eyes.
Ying Zheng's face fell immediately.
"Uh-huh!"
"Don't think blindly. Just answer my question!”
Mu Han smacked his lips.
"Does Imperial Father want to use this to wipe his ass?" No problem, your son has already built a workshop. I will definitely provide quality and quantity to Imperial Father.
I will make your golden buttocks no longer be invaded by bamboo, and I will definitely let you go out smoothly.”
Ying Zheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
She wished she could kick him away.
"Get lost!"
"Zhen is very good. If you continue to talk nonsense, do you believe that Zhen will beat you up?”
Mu Han shook his head firmly.
"I don't believe you."
Cough, cough, cough…
Ying Zheng coughed dryly.
He slapped his leg angrily.
"I'm so angry!"
"Forget it!"
"I won't lower myself to the level of a child like you.”
"I'm leaving. Remember to send me more of these things!”
After saying that.
He got up and turned to leave.
Mu Han looked at his back.
She felt that his walking posture was a little strange.
It was as if he had just cut his hemorrhoids.
"Tsk."
"The First Emperor of the past, he actually has hemorrhoids?”
"Interesting."
Not long after.
Meng Yi ran back with two roasted lamb legs.
He did not see Ying Zheng.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
"Has His Majesty left?"
Mu Han picked up the lamb leg and took a bite.
"Yes, Imperial Father has something to do."
"Come, brother, have some?"
Meng Yi's face darkened.
"I can't eat."
"Brother, you have to practice this." Mu Han smiled.
What if you can eat after practicing? There's no rule that zombies can't eat, right? Look at me, I'm eating well.”
Meng Yi was moved by his words.
"Then shall we try?"
Half an hour later.
Meng Yi settled down in the toilet and could not come out no matter what.
"Young Master, you lied to me!"
"Damn it!"
"Why are you so cruel to me?”
"It stinks…"
In the garden.
Mu Han brought two little handmaidens to admire the flowers leisurely.
"Da da da…"
Footsteps sounded.
Huhai walked over.
"Ah, so it's little brother here. I was wondering who was in the mood to stroll around the garden in this season.”
Mu Han looked up.
This was the first time he met Qin II.
She looked at his two different colored pupils.
There was also a slightly arrogant and unrestrained expression on his face.
The corners of Mu Han's mouth curled up slightly as he casually crossed his arms.
"Ah, so it's Brother Eighteen."
"A rare guest, a rare guest."
Huhai's eyes twitched.
"Heh, you're indeed a rare guest. I'm not as favored as you, little brother. I can see my father at any time."”
"What's the benefit of meeting Father?" Mu Han pouted. If Brother Eighteen wanted to stay in the palace every day, it would be very easy.
I'll get the cleaning room to cut it for you. You can stay in the palace and accompany Imperial Father from now on.”
Your mother…
Huhai was so scared that his legs and stomach cramped.
The praise was cold.
"Little brother, I heard that your martial arts have improved recently. How about you let me experience it?”
Huhai sneered.
He used his hand as a knife.
It slashed towards Mu Han.
"Pa!"
Mu Han arrived first.
A slap landed on his face.
He was sent flying with a punch.
Huhai was dumbfounded.
"You…"
Mu Han cupped his hands." It seems that Brother Eighteen's martial arts have not improved much. It's better not to see Father. Otherwise, Father will be unhappy again."”
Huhai narrowed his eyes.
His face was as dark as water.
He looked at Mu Han with a dangerous glint in his eyes.
What happened just now?
Although he didn't use his full strength, he was just casually probing.
However, this six-year-old little brother was a little too fast, right?
"Offending your superiors!"
"Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of my father!”
Huhai looked at Mu Han coldly.
He raised his hand again.
"Pa!"
Another slap.
Huhai was whipped again.
He felt dizzy.
Mu Han smiled gently.
"Brother Eighteen, you see, in front of absolute strength, no conspiracy can work."”
Huhai's face turned red.
He was on the verge of a volcanic eruption.
A great humiliation!
He was actually beaten up by a six-year-old child!
Huhai was furious.
"Mu Han!"
True Qi surged throughout his body.
An icy cold aura erupted from his body.
"Young Master Huhai!"
A deep shout suddenly interrupted the gathering of his aura.
Meng Yi held his stomach and appeared with his iron sword.
She saw him come out.
Huhai's anger was finally extinguished.
He was not stupid.
If he continued to attack at this time, he would still be at a disadvantage!
"Forget it!"
He let out a breath of turbid air.
He gritted his teeth.
His face was gloomy, and he wanted to devour someone."You're very good. I'll remember what happened today!”
After saying that.
He swept past them with a dark expression.
He headed straight for the Hall of Diligent Government.
Mu Han sneered." You're already an adult. You only know how to say harsh words when you're beaten up. If you're so awesome, continue."”
Huhai's face was ashen. He quickened his pace and left without looking back.
A wise man doesn't know when to lose!
After the time it took to brew a cup of tea.
Hall of Diligent Government.
Huhai saw Ying Zheng.
After reporting some things, he mentioned Mu Han.
"Imperial Father, your son met little brother in the garden just now.”
"His martial arts can be said to be unfathomable.”
Hu Hai had a hidden meaning.
In the end.
Ying Zheng's reaction was beyond his imagination.
"You also know that your six-year-old little brother's Kung Fu is progressing quite well?”
"Then can't you learn from him?"
"You're causing trouble for me every day!”
"Do you really think I don't know about your secret methods?”
"Huhai…"
"Don't tell me you really think that I'm already muddle-headed?”
Ying Zheng turned around and looked at him faintly.
There was a teasing look in his eyes.
Huhai tensed up.
His face instantly turned pale.
"Plop!"
He knelt on the ground.
His face turned pale.
"Imperial Father…Your son…has been wronged…"
Ying Zheng snorted coldly and flicked his sleeve.
"Get out!"
There were only three cold words.
Huhai was so scared that his heart almost jumped out of his chest.
He stood up blankly and carefully left the Hall of Diligent Government.
He stood outside the hall.
The sun shone on him, but he felt a chill run down his spine.
Did Imperial Father know something?
No!
He definitely knew.
But this time, his reaction…
It was too big!
Why?
Mu Han!
Mu Han!
Huhai clenched his fists.
"So you're the biggest obstacle!”
He gritted his teeth.
He turned around and left.
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