Rescuing the Supporting Character

Su Leqing’s crying, except for Lou Jiaruo and the culprit, the rest of the people sitting in the temple were a little embarrassed.

Especially with the family's three emperor's house, Jia Qing, he looked at the nose and looked at the dishes on the case, as if it was really a dish in front of him.

Tai Shang Huang, who had just suppressed the fire, took a table and sneered at the warmth of the costumes. The more she saw her, the more she felt that she was not pleasing to the eye: "Don’t say that you still have the friendship that grew up together, it’s an imperial concubine. You shouldn’t be so big or small! Isn’t it the home of Wenfu? Is this the way you teach your elders?!”

Sitting next to the second brother, the four emperor's building, Jia Lan, was holding a meatball, and he was shaken by the sudden burst of the father's eruption. The ball fell into the case.

Wen is blind, she can, she can't do it, how good the temperature is, if not him, he is still in prison now!

"The father said it was...but," she smiled and secretly took her hand. Lou Jiaruo’s five fingers were like a pair of iron tongs, and she did not move. She hated him with a hateful look and endured the laughter. "Well, we are so growing up with them, not all of them will be familiar with each other, and then say..."

I want to use the identity of my elders to suppress her, and I don’t want to see if the building is willing or not. Wen is so full of laughter. "How can the father be a father?" It’s just Huangfu, want to be her elder? Still early...

This is so vicious! Not to mention that the Emperor was overwhelmed, and even the Queen’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

The strength in her hand seemed to be somewhat weakened, and she knew that she was in the face of Lou Jiayu and Su Leqing, and she would not blame her.

Wen Ruo blinked, pleasedly smiled at him, his fingertips scratched his wrist gently: "Are you hungry? Or I will help you cloth." She is so low-cut and down-to-earth Small, he is best to let go of his hand, really hurt!

Lou Jiaruo's long eyelashes hang down, black and thick to cover the mood of the fundus, people can not understand what he is thinking at the moment, half a sigh, only listen to his low "hmm".

Wen Ru is specially selected today for a long-sleeved Huashang, beautiful but beautiful, but if he does not let go of her, one-handed cloth is also very inconvenient.

The left hand took a moment, he did not move, and Wen was somewhat helpless. It seems that Lou Jiaruo was a little awkward this time. She really didn't understand what the man was mad at, but it was a family feast. If he really didn't like to show up, he wouldn't come next time.

Wen is careful to avoid the cuffs, hold the spoon and put soup in his bowl, and drink more to help get out of the fire.

If Lou Jia ignores her, she can't just hang him at this time. What's more, as long as I remember the warmth of the past, in the same occasion, I still had a look of affection with the Prince, completely ignoring him on the side of the face, and Wen couldn't help but feel guilty.

The former three emperors, how guilty they were, how sad they were, looked at his handsome and gloomy side face, Wen was faint and distressed, and the pain in his hand did not seem to be a big problem. If he wants to pinch it, just pinch it, just don't pinch her wrist.

"Gail, you try." She sighed, patiently blowing the hot soup, handing it to his lips, softly admonishing.

The color of the soup was clear, and the green stalks of the bowl were gently shaken. Lou Jiaru looked at it indefinitely for a long time, until the warm hands were sour, he turned to look at her.

Her bright face depicts delicate makeup, and the starry water looks like a bright moon, and the black hazelnut reflects the figure inside. As if in this world, her eyes and heart can only accommodate the next building.

Lou Jiaruo’s heart hurts, but unfortunately, these are fake.

Gentle like a knife, the film is late with his heart.

If she is as shameless and swearing as she used to be, he will not hesitate to sway the sword and kneel down to the head of the building, but she looks at herself with such tenderness, so she raises the bowl for him. Just for a building, Jia...

Lou Jiaruo's look is too complicated, Wen is incomprehensible, just waiting for an opening inquiry, he will listen to him with a word: "If you want to release him, you will promise your request." His voice Shen Condensed, cold and watery.

He will let her go, and then both of them will beheaded, and they will be frustrated... If this is what she wants, he will fulfill her.

Lou Jiaruo is calmly like an outsider at this moment. He slowly releases his hand and looks at the glamorous woman on his back. The lips still seem to have a smile.

Wen Ruo did not know that Lou Jiaruo had completely misinterpreted her kindness, but she did not know that because of her own efforts, she has now successfully surpassed the former owner of the former, and the top of the most hated people in the building!

She is still a little embarrassed, thinking about feeding him soup well, how did the topic suddenly turn to the top of the building?

I haven't waited for the temperature to think clearly. Sitting on the opposite side of the building, Jia Yu heard that she had already been overjoyed. She couldn't help but see her delaying her speech. In spite of the idea of ​​avoiding suspicion before, he couldn’t help but lean forward and hurriedly urged his hands on the case: "Small as a sister..."

Wen is very angry!

How do they talk to each other and some unsuspecting people rush to intervene? ! Still dare to call her nickname, called so close, Lou Jiaruo did not call her like this!

Her eyebrows were vertical, and she put down the soup bowl and picked up the long handle spoon on the side of the kettle and smashed it to him!

Everyone saw that Wen Ruo’s sleeves had not yet fallen, and the spoon had already been on the chest opposite the building’s chest. He immediately bounced back to the food case in front of him and dropped the pot of broth!

In the meantime, the soup was splashed, not only was the building covered with a face full of faces, but even Su Leqing next to him was not spared...

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, and a few moments, too, the Emperor pressed the anger to fight the round field. The future fate of the son still needs this evil woman to say a few words in front of the emperor. It is not too late to reprimand her after this incident: "What is the system? Not fast Make it clear to the emperor, so that your emperor and emperor will go back and wash the dress earlier."

"Who said that I want to help him?" Wen Ruyi stunned the stunned Lou Jiayu and Su Leqing, "The emperor is good, for them to live in white, and did not charge a penny. Linghua The palace is very good, no need to move in and move!"

The Emperor Taishou was able to withstand such rudeness and sorrow, and suddenly took the case and took her greetings to the ancestors of Wen’s family. The old man learns to be rich in five cars, and his words are very gorgeous. He doesn't have a dirty word at all. In short, it means that her ancestors have no virtue, and she will give birth to a shrew who is so uncultivated, sleazy, and ignorant.

He is still a relative of Lou Jiaruo. Wen Ru did not want to mad at him and fell into a stigma of disobedience, but he also heard his ears groan. His eyes drifted around boring, just as he saw the Queen Mother looking at her thoughtfully. Wen Ru is a hook on her lips, squeezing her eyes playfully.

The Queen Mother looked around and turned away from the line of sight. The corner of his mouth faintly smiled.

As long as she is really good to Lou Jiaruo, how can she misunderstand her, she will not avenge, Wen Ruo believes that one day the Queen will accept himself.

She proudly turned her head and saw that the face of Jia Jiaruo’s face was not as gloomy as it was. She was not afraid of death and joined the past. She hooked his small cuffs and lowered the voice. "I don't like you to marry my family." , Jia Ruo, let's go back, the food here is not good."

He glanced at her faintly, and he couldn't hear the joy: "You still have a chance to change your mind. When you get out of this door, you will never want to leave Linghua Palace." This is his last time. She chose.

Wen Ruyi blinked: "Then don't leave."

Lou Jiaruo turned dark, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes slightly picked: "Don't regret?"

Wen Ruqi smiled and pulled up his cool hand, the little mouth was like a honey, and the words were sweet and greasy: "Life is your person, death is your ghost."

The five fingers of the slender white smudged her pink cheeks, gently rubbing it, and the Loujiaru star was black and deep, and the lips were slightly curved and showed a charming arc: "Good." He will let her remember what she said, since She wants to attach to him, even if it is loaded, she must be pretentious.

He slowly got up, and the voice of the Emperor was abruptly stopped.

Lou Jiaruo glanced at the hand that was pulled by her, and the voice was indifferent: "Dissipate it." After the words, I didn't look at the embarrassing faces of a few people, and I took it away from Wen.

As usual, he is a solitary, Wen Ru is going to Lingxiang Pavilion to see him also on foot, this time is rare to share with him, she leaned on his side to freshly look around. The scenery is still the original scenery, but today it seems that you have a different flavor, which is very different from usual?

However, after a while, she discovered that something was wrong. This road seems to be not returning to her residence.

Wen Ru is uplifting his face, and his voice is doubtful: "Gailuo, don't you go back to the cold palace?"

"Well," Lou Jiaruo did not squint, faintly replied, "You will live in the palace afterwards, you don't have to go back there."

"Ah?" Wen is somewhat entangled. What is this? Not to mention you, even the Queen has his own palace, how can a woman live in the emperor's palace, if it is passed out, I don't know how to say how she is a disaster.

Does Lou Jiaru want to harm her in the end, or harm her? Or, what about her?

Wen Ru is dissatisfied with this, and there is no way to let her back in the black pot. It’s not worth mentioning, and can’t just take her as a target? !

She grinned, not at all just gentle: "I still like the original place!" At least no need to recruit people.

"The things in the cold palace, I have already ordered people to withdraw," Lou Jiaruo gave her a sly look. "If you go back now, don't complain."

Wen is speechless, and for a long time: "...you can have a couch."

Seeing her hoes and brains, no longer before the temperament, the Lou Jiarui felt that the suffocation in the chest was slightly scattered, and his lips were slightly hooked, but there was no sorrow in the words: "No."

Wen Ruwei: "..."

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