The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 285 My Palace Will Kill You

  Fawn deer head straight up.

  "Yes, yes, let's say something good, say something happy. For example, your Highness suddenly died suddenly? Can't your Highness wake up?" The girl's eyes were bright and scorching.

  The boy opposite, his face suddenly darkened.

  I asked you to say something good, but didn’t ask you to say I wish I would die!

  The blue veins in Lu Huaijiang’s forehead were bulging, and the little girl opposite had no eyesight to see, so she looked straight at him.

   "Brother Lu, hurry up and pour the wine."

  "Let’s raise a toast, congratulate His Royal Highness on not waking up, condolences him three times a day, and congratulate him on his early death and early birth!" Xiaolulu got excited and climbed onto the chair and stepped on the stool.

   "Mother, think something good. We still have hope."

"His Royal Highness has been in a coma for a whole month now. If you can't say it, just go to sleep. We can go back to Beijing. My grandfather and grandmother have never seen Lulu, Lulu really wants to see them." Over the Jiang family house.

  The old lady disliked her stupidity and would put the Jiang family in shame.

   is also afraid that her bad birth will bring disaster to the Jiang family, causing her to be so old that she has never seen her grandparents.

  Xia is a little guilty.

   "It's all weird mother. If she sees her clearly soon, it will be better." She was also angry with her family back then in order to prove that her vision was right.

   No matter how hard he has been, he refuses to return to her natal home.

   The two sisters-in-laws of her natal family had found her privately, and asked her to go home to see her parents.

  He found a reason to refuse.

   "It's coming soon." Jiang Huaian said with a smile.

   "If this is the case, Huai'an will feel like a villain. Congratulations to His Royal Highness for his early reincarnation." If His Royal Highness passes away due to illness, the eldest prince can succeed as he should. There will be fewer twists and turns, and the people will no longer be displaced.

   Jiang Huaian lowered his eyes, and the wizard wanted to detain the soul of his Highness a few days ago.

  But he interrupted the matter.

  Think about it now, he doesn’t regret it either.

  It's not that he is eager for His Highness, but His Highness this person, who must hit him with a single blow. Such illusory things will be a disaster in the world if His Highness wakes up one day.

  He won’t let the people fall into the **** of unrest.

  A group of people from the Jiang family raised their glasses and stood up, and even Dumpling stood on the chairs with a glass of grape juice.

  Lu Huaijiang sat blankly.

  No, I won’t do it!

  Don’t think about it!

  His Royal Highness Lu's sharp heart is refreshing.

  He had already cut this guy eight hundred times in his heart.

   "Brother Lu, stand up quickly. We will celebrate him once a year from now on, and there will always be a day when dreams come true. Isn’t it?"

  The deer stared at him expectantly.

  Xia's and Jiang Huaian looked at him incomprehensibly.

  Lu Huaijiang is like sitting on pins and felt.

  At this moment, this palace is a bit out of gregariousness.

  Lu Huaijiang couldn't help thinking in his mind.

   "Lu Gongzi, your Highness, are you kind to you?" Jiang Huaian smiled slightly, and the look in Lu Gongzi's eyes was a little less eager.

  Xia clan also looked at him intently.

  Lu Huaijiang stood up silently, held up the wine glass with a sullen face.

   Stiff all over, without a slight smile.

  There is resistance all over the body, deep resistance.

   "Brother Lu, are you unhappy? Such a big happy event, you don't even smile?" Xiao Huailu looked at him earnestly.

  Lu Huai Jiangpi smiled and said, "Happy." In order to get together, I recognized it!

  Wait to return to the palace, wait for Lao Tzu to recall you back to the capital, and see how the palace will clean up you!

   is really a Japanese dog.

  It’s all about congratulating Lao Tzu for his early death and superbirth, and I have to raise my glass in person.

  That’s all, do you want to laugh at this palace?

  It's too much, it's too much!

  (End of this chapter)