Deng Xiao's Provocation

Tsk tsk, look at how domineering his words are.

Yi Qing said, "No need, I did quite well myself."

"Then you can make it for me to taste later."

Yi Qing curled his lips. In the end, he still had something to request of him, so he didn't have the nerve to refuse.

Deng Xiao ate slowly and elegantly, as if he was born to be a noble. It was impossible to tell that he was a poor child.

Looking at him eating, she actually felt that he was a beauty worth eating.

Yi Qing thought to himself, it would be a waste if Deng Xiao became a eunuch.

"The purpose for which the Emperor sent me," Deng Xiao suddenly spoke, "is more complicated than you think."

Yi Qing did not expect him to suddenly get into business and quickly followed up, "How is it complicated? Tell me about it. "

Deng Xiao remained silent. He dipped his finger into the teacup and wrote two words on the table.

Conspiracy.

Yi Qing widened his eyes in shock.