The Glamorous Plump Princess

Gu Jinghong also laughed, and touched Pei Zhuang's head, and then suddenly became serious, with seriousness and coldness in her voice.

"You said that you would go alone without martial arts. Do you want to die?"

"emperor......."

"In the future, you will stay with me honestly, don't let me run around, don't you know, you are a girl ... what kind of system?"

"But emperor, I'm strong ...."

"Just you? See how you look now without me. You don't know where to go now. It's dangerous outside ..."

Pei Zhuang looked at Gu Jinghong constantly in bed, feeling aggrieved and warm, she stared at Gu Jinghong intently, with a smile on her mouth, so careful smile.

She still hasn't figured out whether she really likes or appreciates Gu Jinghong's feelings. When she first came through, her love for Gu Jinghong was purely like his appearance. Not long ago, his favorite might be the original owner's. There is a sense of gratitude mixed with him for saving himself.

Now he saved himself again, but his heart was ups and downs. For her in love with Xiaobai, she always only looked at the appearance of people, but what did Gu Jinghong feel.

Does it feel like a moment to like someone ...

Gu Jinghong was still stunned, seeing Pei Zhuang not returning to him, turning his head to look at Pei Zhuang with a smile on his face, and the words jammed into his mouth instantly, as if he knew his words at this time. There are a lot of them. They don't want to be as serious as usual, and they seem a bit disoriented.

Gu Jinghong sorted out his emotions and put on his face as cold and expressionless as usual, but he showed a lot of embarrassment. He coughed a few times, and finally said, "Okay, you take a rest now , I went out first. "

He finally glanced at Pei Zhuang, put the medicine on the side, and left. The moment the door was closed, the air seemed to be quiet. Pei Zhuang didn't rest, but stared at the lace of the curtain. Circles and circles of patterns spread out in front of her eyes, making her feel a little dazed.

The moment of silence seemed to remind her of something. Who could have imagined that she remembered so many things just after falling asleep. It turned out that the life of the original owner was so miserable that even the original owner's family suffered a severe punishment.

Her heart was also swollen and painful. Her astringent feeling hit her eyes, and there were tears around her eyes. She swallowed and looked at the curtain to lift her eyes upward.

Can't cry, why is it so easy to cry.

But the tears in the corner of the eye just couldn't stop, drop after drop, falling from her white jade face, dripping onto the pillow, and getting wet, there were those tears on the jade face, she sucked her nose, Touch the tears in the corner of your eyes with your hand.

She choked for a while, remembering the tragic death of her original owner, her parents. Is it really because of something wrong with her family, but Song Xuanyuan said that her parents were framed by treacherous people, who framed her family? Who are people and why do they frame them?

Is it about imperial power and about carrying the king? Remembering that black man's smile after the sinking of blood, with a gloomy, cold light, made people feel shady and creepy.

She pulled the quilt subconsciously, as if the smile was right in front of her.

Suddenly I turned my head and thought, unscientific. Although my father couldn't see his looks in the dream, just looking at that figure, he must be a big 'beauty', but how did he get there ... Pei Zhuang touched his stomach Why is it so disappointing and long-lasting? still is……

Hmm ... I was poisoned. I went. Why was that person so brutal? It must have been too beautiful to bully yourself on a pure and beautiful girl who had just died in the palace.

No, no, you must lose weight, look at the person who poisoned you, and jealous of her!

Moonlight entered the room, obliquely like water, and Pei Zhuang fell asleep unconsciously.

After half a month of meticulous cultivation, Pei Zhuang's injury has been healed, and her face has gradually returned to her previous ruddy, and her body is also "large".

In the early morning, Pei Zhuang was pulled up by an expensive face. She pressed Pei Zhuang in front of the dressing table, and then her eyes became dark. Pei Zhuang only knew that a bunch of girls crowded beside her and began to face her. On the gesture.

"What are you doing ..." Pulled up by others, Pei Zhuang looked upset and looked at the people around him squinting. "Let me sleep for a while ..." Then he got up and pushed others away, and then turned around. He crawled up to the bed, but with a hard arm, he was pulled back by those people.

The other party seemed to be ignoring what Pei Zhuang was talking about, and then Rouge gouache patted on Pei Zhuang's face. This feeling was uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

Pei Zhuang sits there quietly, snoring, okay, you guys won't let me go to bed, then I sleep well here, sitting until my legs are numb, and my eyes are gradually brighter.嬷 Touching Pei Zhan's face, she said to the mirror, "The girl looks so pretty."

The surrounding girls also praised each other. Pei Zhuang looked at her with a puzzled look. She was as white as a ghost, and Zhu Lips only had a drop of red on her. This is ... but really beautiful.

Pei Zhuang looked at herself in the mirror, her mouth twitched, she looked dead.

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Who are you trying to scare me to death, Gu Jinghong?

Eyebrows frowned slightly in the mirror, looking up at the ghostly girls who were also white, pointing to their faces: "That ... Is this really good-looking?"

The girls nodded one after another, Pei Zhuang turned back again, looked at the person in the mirror, carefully looked at her practice, and looked at it from the right, as if it looked better than before, okay, anyway, they said that it looks good. Well, after all, the face is for people to see.

The sunlight moved from the wooden table to the dressing front desk. Pei Zhuang sighed lazily and got up, but she just got up and was pressed again by that uncle, and began to fiddle with her hair. She firmly refused to let her touch her face. Caution: "What do you want to do, I tell you, you can't make your hair, as the saying goes, it's okay, um ... by your parents."

"Hey, can you listen to me, don't touch my hair ..."

The uncle covered her mouth and smiled, but she still touched Pei Zhuang's head. Pei Zhuang's eyebrows were tightly condensed together, but others had great strength. What could she do if she dragged such a body?

It felt like a long time, and the sun hit the girls' faces. Pei Zhuang shook her body, and she really looked more and more ghost-like. She took out a bright red dress and handed those girls to Pei Zhuang.

Then they sent Pei Zhuang out of the door. Gu Jinghong was standing facing away from the doorway, and he turned his face to the side, the angular side faces, and the white fluff appeared in the sun.