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If you can make a feud with the Heren family, you should have a low position. Otherwise, I don't have the courage to take revenge. In front of Zong Zhenglin, he couldn't help but poke out his hand. This action was not allowed to be ignored. At least, the man had spoiled her for some time in his last life. Obviously, such a person is not a person of unknown.

In the past, Mu Xiyao was weak and muddleheaded. For the most part of his life, he was still at the end of the 18th chapter and was completely submerged in the dark struggle of the imperial palace. During this period, there were also periods of recuperation, but it was impossible to get any information about such important events as the Imperial Palace and the promotion of the throne.

Since Wanshi is like a transparent person in her mind, the person who just appeared in front of her The finger reaches back of the neck, along the lace woven by Geyun silk, the jade pendant that has been worn close to the body is slowly lifted out of the lapel.

The same dove occupies the nest, but the origin is slightly different. Wan Shi, who is the soul wrapped in the skin.

In the heart slightly has the feeling, this news comes to be too shocked, as if she has neglected some vital place.

"So much for this jade pendant? You have never seen anything rare in this hall for its delicate and delicate reward. " When she entered the room, she stood alone in the corner, with her head hanging, her eyes staring at the jade on her neck, which never left her body, and was in a daze alone.

The waist is surrounded by his big hand, Mu Xiyao's mind is temporarily drawn back from Wan's body. When her eyes turn, she doesn't realize that she is smiling.

"Your Highness, you have returned the sachet made by my wife. This time, it still didn't grow. " Boss even despised her family treasure. She had been chopped melons and vegetables for a long time, and she went cool.

"But the pieces you gave me are excellent warm jade. I don't want to be rare? No, they're all carefully locked up in the private library. " There's no one with two jades on his neck. Life matters. She can take the silver exchange envoy.

Turning to lean into his arms, the whole person is too lazy to have a bone like, standing in a bad shape. "The shoes are short of feet, and their legs are sore after standing for a long time." Then he hooked his neck, closed his eyes and swayed coquettish.

Even if she holds the bottom card and has the support of boss, she is the first to win. What's more, Wan Shi's action today is no different from that of a snake swimming to the shore. Exposing seven inches in such a way would make her see clearly.

Shoes are shameless. Last time that pair of embroidered shoes with hundreds of sons was borrowed by this woman to provoke him. He would not have crumpled the satin if he had not been bitten by the goblin.

Holding her little buttocks, she took people to the front desk and sat down. "Serve the mill."

What? When she comes back? Small head buried in Zong Zhenglin's arms, looking for excuses to refuse. "The ankles are sore, the legs are still shaking, and the arms are unstable. The most important thing is, the eyelids fight. "

Wanshi disturbed the afternoon break, this time shrink in his arms, is no more practical. She yawns and yawns.

He stroked the top of her hair and laid the thin blanket on her. "Just delayed?" The little man's face showed drowsiness, a pair of blurred eyes, small appearance is not delicate enough. The cat like milk strength tugged at his lapel and murmured, "the women in your family are annoying." So fluttering eyelashes, closed eyes, deep sleep.

It's very annoying. Her presence is the most annoying thing in the family. As for mu Xiyao's impatient mention of that man, his Highness has no half a mind to pay attention to.

Only a single suit in the army tent was warm. With her in his arms, Zong Zhenglin wrote with his right hand and was very attentive to reading the secret report. She did not want to take the excuse of "serving the mill" as an excuse to consult with him, so he did as she wanted. Such a cunning thing can't do any good. It doesn't even bother to move.

When Zong Zhenglin read the memorial which was just sent by the dark guard, it was cloudy or sunny on the surface.

The Liang family of Shengjing didn't visit zongzhenghan's family. After returning, he changed his attitude towards Mu Xiyao's sister. Not only did he ask the monk's staff to blame Liang youzhao, who nearly crippled him, but also the two concubines who took him into Liang's family and sent them to another person. In addition to the first few rooms when Mu Xicheng married into the Liang family, all the other concubines were expelled from the mansion.

According to the fifth Yi Dynasty speculation, Zong Zhenghan did not have such a delicate mind, which should be the idea of his family's Helian concubine. The reason is very simple. Women, with their private revenge, would rather tie Mu Xiyao's sister-in-law to live in the Liang family all her life, rather than see her mother's family live a comfortable life.

Can't you feel comfortable seeing a little woman? The sixth Highness's weakness of protecting his short stature is so serious that his temper will follow. For a tooth for a tooth, Zong Zhenglin has never been kind to women.

There was always someone she cared about when the Helian family didn't get along with the woman. The words are strong enough to make Helian luxuriant suffer enough after two lines of approval from his highness.

He Lian's concubine could not have imagined that under Mu Xiyao's subtle influence, there was no need for her to speak. Zong Zhenglin also intervened in such trifles. Mu Xiyao didn't know anything about it. When she was sleeping soundly, Her Highness was merciless and suppressed by thunder.Fingertips touch her lips, originally love her a pair of autumn water cut pupil, because of cover up damage Lingxiu. At this moment, there was only a little mouth left for him to see.

With her lips lightly licked, not off the erotic, only read with her intimacy. Another thing in the secret newspaper was that she had seen the "accountant" before. She had gone to Liuzhou with her, and her actions were very eye-catching. The man, who had been chosen by the fifth prime minister, wrote a few days earlier to take him under his command. Now, she didn't need to be recommended. That person pour still know benefactor, must her this only face once master son nod, can enter the mansion to be an official at ease.

"The ability to buy people off is not small." The man whispered in a low voice. In this solemn military tent, it was hard to show tenderness in his words.

"How?" She didn't sleep well at night, so she was waiting for the main account. Whenever there was any disturbance, she would hurry to watch her watch. Your highness, always try to be virtuous and sensible. In her previous life, Tang Yiru took the old road, and WAN Jingwen admitted that she would be able to do it easily as long as she was given the opportunity.

The hourglass pointed out that it was now three shifts past. Zhu Jin held hands and wrapped himself in a small coat. He carried a small stool and stood by the curtain hanging in front of the army tent. From time to time, he raised his hand slightly to pick up a gap and looked around. In addition to the soldiers on duty occasionally passing by, they were the burning torches and firewood that were particularly dazzling at night. The master asked several times about the news of the main account, but he didn't have any.

Holding a warm woman in her arms, she rushed over, her voice was very low. "Master, it's very safe outside. Your highness, when the lights are turned off, there is no sound."

How could it be so Wan Jingwen lifted the mattress and half sat up with her arms around her knees. How could she not understand. Was it that the medicine didn't work, or was it early detected by the woman?

Unfortunately, Zhang was sent back to Xicheng by his highness, otherwise Eyes bring out unwilling. Try it on her, and you won't know immediately.

Now, the worst thing is that the woman did not use Chinese medicine, and even talked to her at noon because she believed in the effect of the medicine, she was unprepared.

Her words, if the woman in front of Zong Zhenglin a little stir fire Wan Jingwen's overlapping arms can't help tightening.

No, it's not over! If the man had not summoned her in the morning, there would have been a chance. Originally intended to make this woman disappear in the city of Xi, God does not know, but now it seems that it can not wait. The woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I don't know how much trouble she will have to make in the future.

All blame her for not being able to hold back for doing such a stupid thing! Wan Jingwen is remorseful, staring at the pupil of the soft curtain in front of her, and gradually becomes empty. The action is a little stiff, reaching out to loosen the chisel copper hook, wooden face, pull the brocade quilt and lie back to sleep.

Zhu Jin was banished to Zhang's side and slept in the brocade couch. In the middle of the night, she always felt that someone was covering the quilt and whispering. I feel that I'm sleeping in a daze. The master is alone. Maybe I have a dream.

Look tired and fall into a dream.

A woman with delicate features plays a palace fan and feeds the colorful fairy fish from Nanhai tribute in the waterside pavilion of the imperial garden. After death, the palace girl carries the Jingtao which is washed on the upper plate. The fruit of Yin Hong was placed in the blue and white porcelain dish, and the stem was oily green with water vapor. One glance makes one's appetite open and his fingers are ready to move.

"Niang, I heard that, apart from our palace, only the empress and the virtuous imperial concubines can get the reward. There's no such thing as Jane pin. It can be seen that the emperor really loves you. " The little girl was smiling, and could not hide her pride and joy.

With the palace fan knocking on her forehead, the woman suddenly showed a smile. Her face is pretty and bright, which is more beautiful than the Begonia in the imperial garden. "How many times have you taught me? I can't stop talking outside."

"What makes you laugh so happily." A handsome man came from the steps, wearing a black crown dress with dragon pattern and Zhai embroidery on it, bright yellow and dazzling.

"I'd like to say hello to the emperor." With a smile on his face, he took his hand and sat down in front of the mast.

"Don't like Jingtao?"

"Yes. It's just that you haven't had time to taste it. It happens that the emperor comes here. Why don't you have a taste with your concubine? " He picked a big and full one and folded the stem for him and handed it to his lips.

Don't want to, but by his counter grip finger, finally that Jingtao in the end is into her own son's mouth. It's sweet and delicious, but it's not as sweet as honey in her heart.

In the pavilion of the imperial garden, a petite woman nests in a man's arms, with a happy face and a riot in the palace. The emperor, who had always been cold and stern, occasionally nodded close to her neck socket to make fun of her. From a distance, the two people are intimate and happy.

In the twinkling of an eye, it is more than she alone in the white mist color of touch, foot slip, body suddenly step into the air.

"The emperor!" Suddenly, she wakes up from her dream. Wan Jingwen caresses her fluctuating chest. Before she falls, Zhu Jin anxiously inquires, but she never hears a word.

Staring at the gauze curtain on his head, he reached for his side. Still remember in the dream that solid and warm chest, to the end, get but empty a sleep, cold collapse cold pillow.

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