The Anarchic Consort

"Why are we going back?" Yuan Ming looked back at the clear and straight figure standing in front of the window, and his mouth was evil. "Well, go back, woman, you move better, hurry up, save the province again." Who grabs you over the wall."

Helen Weiwei always felt that the original meditation was surprisingly much today, but Helian Weiwei still lifted the speed, and jumped out of the high wall in two or three steps.

Hey!

With the disappearance of Helen Vivi, the candlelight in front of the window disappeared all at once, and even the tea cups placed on the table were shattered on the ground.

Shadow scalp is a numb.

The person who shattered the cup had no expression on his face. He just walked slowly and his fingers were not slow to dispel the clothes on his body.

The shadow could not help but loosen his breath, slowly stepped back, and then covered the door, reaching out and touching his forehead, all sweating.

It’s too rare for my Highness to be like this...

The next day, the day was still not bright, and Helian Weiwei took the commanding heights of the entire Taibai Academy and observed all the students' every move.

"Woman, you look like this, it is just a needle in a haystack." The original meditation wakes up so early, still excited: "It is better to find a master to threaten the threat?"

Helen Weiwei yawned: "I don't want to be driven out by the college."

"We have been standing here forever?" The original meditation looked at the empty scenes.

Helen Weiwei glanced at him: "I am afraid of anything, anyway, Qinghan will give us food."

"You don't have to go to class?"

Helian Weiwei smiled gently: "I took a vacation."

"The Master will give it to you." When I saw this woman, I couldn't wait to kill her little old man. When did he become so good?

Helen Weiwei took a small stomach and squatted back and forth: "The woman has been uncomfortable for a few days a month. I just told him that."

The original stunned, and then silently covered his face: "The little old man is absolutely mad at hearing you."

"No, he didn't, he just turned red, it seems like I am like him." Helen Weiwei yawned again: with tiredness: "I really don't think so old."

Original meditation: ...

He is also speechless to this woman.

However, later, he found that Helen Weiwei was really uncomfortable, wrinkled and frowned, picked a few strawberries and let Helian Weiwei make up the vitality.

After Helen Weiwei ate strawberries, it was better. He stayed for a while with his little belly. The heat was a little uncomfortable and he looked white.

"Three 嫂." The little seven emperor did not hold the meat bag this time, wearing a very prestige, and the other two small bald heads, like a patrolling little emperor: "You are not comfortable?"

Helian Weiwei does not lie: "a bit."

The little seven emperor solemnly wrinkled his brow and told the two people on the left and right: "When you go to the third brother, you can say that you are uncomfortable."

"Yes!" Two little bald heads just wanted to fly.

It was pulled back by Helen Weiwei: "Not so exaggerated, I will sit down by myself, let's go down."

Two little bald heads subconsciously went to see the little seven princes.

The little seven emperor waved his hand, and that momentum was exactly the same as his third brother.

Helian Weiwei felt interesting: "These two little bald heads have never been seen before."

"The third brother asked me to pick the shadow guard." Xiaoqi Huangzi Hu Husheng said: "These two are more pleasing to the eye."

Helianweiwei picked up his eyebrows. According to the truth, only the ones who are most likely to inherit the throne will have their own shadow guards. The third hall does not need to be said, it is the emperor's hand.

Now the man let Xiaoqi pick Xuan Vision... The meaning is very obvious. He is the one who made the plan, and the throne to the end, it is estimated that Xiaoqi came to inherit.

just……

“Do you know this thing?” Helen Weiwei worried that he would be here. If someone knew the idea of ​​Bai Lijiajue, the situation of the little man would be very dangerous.

Sure enough, Xiaoqi shook his head and the little tiger liked to sit next to Helianweiwei: "My brother told me last year that this thing can't tell others."

"Then tell me that." Helen Weiwei turned to think, started last year? How deep is this bureau buried in the court?

The little man looked up and looked domineering: "You are three, not others."

Helen Weiwei wanted to break the child into his arms. It was too punk: "If there is no meat in the future, I will ask for it. I will send someone to buy it for you."

"Ok!"

Sure enough, no meat is not happy, my eyes are bright!

The little man looked at her: "Do you really have to tell the third brother?"

"No." Helen Weiwei waved.

The little man put down the wooden stick on his hand: "Then you missed a chance to compete, so you can't."

Helian Weiwei said: "You still know what is a contest."

"When I was young, I wanted to see my third brother. I called for pain. My third brother came over and fed me meat." The little man is definitely teaching the experience, and the face is serious.

But... I am sick, is it really good to eat meat?

It is clear that His Royal Highness has no common sense in caring for people.

Xiaoqi also often does not know where to go.

How did the two brothers grow up...

Helen Weiwei sighed and made a play: "Don't you listen to people saying that your third brother is yelling at me to cope with the emperor, you still treat me as your own, and confess me so much."

"Don't listen to them nonsense." The little man jumped down and his face was very serious on Helen Weiwei.

The shadows were listening on the side, and I was very pleased. I didn’t expect the Xiaoqi Emperor to be so sensible. I knew that I would explain it for my Highness.

However, the next sentence of the little man, but almost let him directly spurt blood.

He said: "The third brother is jealous of you, it is clearly because you cook delicious!"

shadow:……

Original meditation: ...

Helian Weiwei: ... she did not know that she was the kitchen skill of her...

"It's fine to cook." The little man snorted, very cold: "They know what they are."

Shadow: ...they really don't understand, cooking can be a king, what a ghost!

......

"Ha ha ha, it is not a small seven." Nan Gonglie sat in a chair and smiled, but his stomach hurts: "Aju, I have known you for so long, I heard it for the first time, you will choose to eat. princess."

The Barry Gregory gave him a faint look.

Nan Gonglie looked at the face of Bai Lijiajue was really bad, immediately sat up straight.

The Baili Jiajue stood up and wiped his hand with the white pad in the shadow hand.

Nan Gonglie leaned back: "But recently the college didn't seem to be too flat. I suddenly came to two students, Ah Jue, the woman, you didn't see it, the length was really good, and it looked a little familiar."

The shadow heard this, and my heart snorted.

The Baili Gajue seems to be absent-minded.

Nangong raised his eyebrows and continued: "Would you like to go see me?"