The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 755

  Lu Huaijiang thought very well.

  But the next night, he slapped his face at the speed of light.

  In the evening, the mother went back to the palace with the little girl carrying a big schoolbag.

  After eating dinner in two bites, he hurried to the Imperial Study Room.

  Lu Huaijiang was reviewing the memorial, Lulu quickly pushed the memorial on his table to one side. Pushing to the corner, she cried out and took out a large schoolbag.

   took out several booklets from it, as well as four or five scrolls.

  Lu Huaijiang's eyelids twitched and looked at Father Lu, who nodded slightly.

  Today, there are indeed so many homework.

  But yesterday, His Majesty said not to do her homework, and Lu Huaijiang did not speak either.

   One tall and one short, one wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, tall and thin. One is slightly rounded and looks exquisite and pleasant, this writing is more than an hour.

  When Lu Huaijiang stretched his waist and put down the wolf hair, Jiang Huailu only wrote less than half.

  The palace lanterns had been lit everywhere, and the little girl was stunned.

  Lu Huaijiang frowned: "Take a break. Let the Imperial Dining Room bring some digestible desserts."

  Lulu waved her hand: "I won’t finish writing if I don’t eat any more." The little girl's hand was shaking a little while holding the pen. Lu Huaijiang glanced, then glanced again.

   Thinking of what I said yesterday, my heart was cruel.

  Dang even pretending not to see the little girl’s pleading and pitiful look, she lowered her head and continued to comment.

  Recently, the new emperor ascended the throne, which coincided with the floods in the south of the Yangtze River.

  Memorials are reviewed almost every day until midnight.

  A batch of memorials by Lu Huaijiang, he forgot the time.

  In the middle of the night, Lu Huaijiang looked up...

   saw a soft little girl wiping tears with the back of her hand while writing. Eyes flushed, sobbing softly, pattering tears fell on the booklet.

  Lu Huaijiang's original fatigue disappeared.

   Throwing down the memorial: "Lulu, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Lu Huaijiang was heartbroken and full of self-blame.

   actually never found her crying secretly.

  The little girl who was still wiping her tears secretly, when she heard his voice, she lay down in his arms and wept.

"woo woo woo woo……"

   "I can't finish writing, why didn't I have two hands long, I can't finish writing... why are there so many, my hands hurt." The little girl cried, snot and tears, and she wiped them all on the dragon robe.

  She wrote six papers tonight, one booklet and one big print.

  In addition to this, there are actually four booklets!

  Lu Huaijiang raised her hand and saw that the brush in her little hand was no longer straight like a chicken's paw.

   "Are you all blind? Why didn't you tell me!" Lu Huaijiang's eyes flushed with anger, and the little **** knelt down behind him.

   Father Lu knelt on the ground, feeling wronged in his heart. It was you who swore a poisonous oath last night that you would not do your homework for her when you died.

   said that she must never be spoiled! !

  On this day, this distressed emperor was about to cry.

   "Don't cry, don't cry, Jiang Jiang will help you write it. Move these things out." Lu Huaijiang hugged Lulu, and slammed toward the table.

   Father Lu got up quickly, leaving the entire table to Jiang Huailu.

  Can't afford to offend.

  Lu Huaijiang carefully rubbed her hand, and he was relieved when he could stretch it out.

   "Let the Imperial Dining Room deliver a copy of all kinds of snacks. Hurry up." Lu Huaijiang took the booklet, and started writing to her when he lay on the table.

   "If Lulu is sleepy, go to bed first, and I will put the head of the bed for you after I finish writing." Lu Huaijiang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers.

  (End of this chapter)