Reborn and Queen

"Heroes achievement, red -faced difficulty, some love and hate just like a river of spring water to east.

Flower Yuejiao, Hongyan is like jade, who is the hero and beauty Jiangshan house.

The face is old, and the moment of Fang Hua died, and the world thinks about the world, and the love is reluctant.

Ling Yuexi's voice was stagnant, and Xiao Moli's song played was the harmony of her night banquet. He didn't expect him to write down a sound. Sui Chan smiled, and the red lips were lightly opened. He sang the lyrics.

The stunning eyes of the dance fell on Ling Yuexi, and he couldn't move anymore. He stunned the magical pestle there, and even when Yan'er stood behind him, they had never noticed it.

‘Cheng Jun Yinuo’ s life is not responsible, why do you have a different way to take care of each other?

Xiao Moli's flute sound stopped abruptly, muttering.

The gem -like light -like black eyes were shocked, pity, and inexplicable loss. Looking for, the man was in front of him, just like a bright meteor, blinking, missing, it was a lifetime.

"You are not a golden bird, why bother in this golden cage?"

Ling Yuexi pointed out that his belly gently crossed the sound of the piano, raised his head slightly, and had a smile in his eyes. He asked: "King Jing is not just a peacock that opens the screen for people to appreciate.

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Like Xiao Moli, she cares about a affection.

The peacock of the Jingwang -like King of Jingxian was compared to the peacocks who opened the screen for people. Several maids of Yudai couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Moli frowned lightly, and glared at Ling Yuexi with grievances, and then smiled at the smiling faces of peach blossoms in the blooming peach blossom in March, the voice was like the stream of the ankle, warm, itchy, itchy, itchy, itchy

Then, then

"Qinger, you have a blood nose!"

Yudai screamed.

"ah!"

Qing'er reached out and touched, and saw the blood on his fingers, and passed directly.

Dance glanced at a glance at a disgust: "Shameless eyes! Don't lift it!"

Immediately ran over a few internal waiters to help lift Qing'er down, and finally, the flower gallery was clean again.

Ling Yuexi shook his head and smiled.

Who said that only the female ** national and the people, this man is too beautiful, it is also a scourge!

"Hahaha, what kind of master, what kind of slave talents, all of them!"

Xiao Moli immediately paid back a word.

Ling Yuexi was not angry, stood up, walked to the bar, stretched out his hand, and took some fine raindrops. He asked casually: "How about Huai'an disaster relief?"

"Are you worried about your mother?"

"? In private, do you call each other like this? Haha, the brothers in the palace, there are rare youth."

"Mother, remember that this king said in Taoyuan that if the palace is emotional, it will die!"

Xiao Moli pulled the topic. When he said this, his expression was serious, and there was no cynical in the past.

The rain is mixed, the meaning is quiet, the love word is annoying.

Maybe even Xiao Moli couldn't see clearly. Ling Yuexi was not a grudge, guarding the empty house alone and resentment. Instead of inviting gratitude, she might as well kill the enemy. She was afraid, fearing that she would be lost in this deep palace.

If you have a heart, the white head does not separate.

She doesn't know what true love is? But this life is by no means what she wants Ling Yuexi. She stays with Xiao Sujin and is willing to spend a lifetime with him because of his promise. But the promise is not a copper wall and iron wall.

After all, the woman who will be favored after all, the loyal minister weathering.

Even Feng Yanran, the simple and harmless girl hates Xiao Sujin, but she sought pity for her illness. She thoroughed her guilty of her.

The first beautiful encountering reality, Ling Yuexi's heart began to struggle. She thought that as long as she was in love with Xiao Sujin, all problems would not be a problem.

She found that she overestimated her heart, had negligent years, fifteen years old, how long, how long.

On this night, Ling Yuexi was sick and had a high fever overnight. She listened to Yu Dai in order to go to Yuhua Palace to come to the emperor and immediately stop it.

"If today, who dares to go to Yuhua Palace, kill without pardon!"

This order, even Yudai was slightly froze.

Wu Qingyang stood in the outer palace for a long time. It was not until Ling Yuexi's high fever retreated and slept steadily before going out.

Under the dark orange lantern, the queen mother gave him a special long gun with a faint Ling Guang.

This gun can be short and long. When you value it, you can not be on the waist, but it is handy, and it is cold and cold.

At the handle of the long gun, a gem is inlaid with a blue gem. On the gun, it is a small character engraved by the queen's mother -in -law: life is a man, and death is also a ghost!

In the rain curtain, the light figure of dancing was even more tall, and the rainy water splashed beautiful water under his feet.

"Slowly walk!"

Yudai ran out.

"Adults followed the mother -in -law from the sofa. I do n’t know the mother’ s heart? Although the slaves serve the mother, they know the mother ’s heart. Please think twice."

After speaking, Yudai Fufu, walked in.

Dance stood lightly in the rain, thinking about Yudai's words, and suddenly roared, the gun shot, and it was freely.

The night is cool like water.

Yuhua Palace, red candle core.

Xiao Sujin saw that the people beside the pillow were sleepy, and walked out in clothes.

This rain, it took a day and one night.

In the night, the octagonal Pavilion of Fengqi Palace is in the rain and rain, deserted.

Tomorrow, his five -day time has arrived, but the five days are as long as five hundred years, and they are so long that they have seen Ling Yuexi. I do n’t know how to speak.

‘Xi'er, you can understand my heart, I am willing to understand my helplessness!’

In the tent, Feng Yanran woke up.

She suddenly discovered that it was necessary to let go of hatred.

The elder brother said that Xiao Sujin was also a victim at first. He could treat their brothers and sisters like this. They were already emperor and hated.

Xiao Sujin is her husband of Feng Yanran's life. The man who can reach his hands can be touched. He Budi Sky is a mirror, remembering a man who has never looked at himself.

‘Ling Yuexi, do n’t hate me. Even if I do n’t fight with you, there will be a lot of women to share Xiao Sujin with you. He is the emperor, not your husband alone!’

Begging pitying loves people, and the talented lady is a beautiful talk.

How many children thought about it, only one sentence:

Persevere hands are old with Zizi!

How can Feng Yanran forget? With a body, with a love of love, how can she keep a heart of an emperor who belongs.

The five -day time limit has passed, and Xiao Sujin left without nostalgia.

He wandered behind the flower wall of Fengqi Palace like a child who did something wrong, and paced back and forth, thinking about how to speak.

"Mother, the emperor has been hovering outside the flower wall for more than half an hour."

Ling Yuexi was lying in the circle chair, raised his eyelids lazily, and said slowly: "Since it is here, please come in and avoid the problem that is not solving the problem!"

"Yes! Slave, please, please!"

Yan Er quickly blinked towards Yudai, and ran out of the fart.