The Phoenix Arises

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The worry-free face "had" became pale, and it was difficult to hold the corner of the mouth.

"What are you talking about? I... how can I get pregnant?"

The chills don't talk, and the deep purple scorpion looks at the moment without worry.

Worry-free and more nervous, pinching the fists full of sweat, forced to calm, holding the lips in the cold.

"I really don't have a pregnancy, I just eat too much."

Cool and frowning, "I am a doctor, or a pregnant woman, you think you can fool me."

Yesterday she should have eaten fish before she ran out to spit.

If you don't drink the bowl of shoji soup, it should be almost two months. It is the time of the most reaction.

The worry-free heart shook and stood up in a panic.

"I... I don't understand what you are talking about? I have to go back."

Looking at the worry-free back, the cool light flashes.

"He won't leave this child."

Gently sigh, let the worry-free moment stop.

The worries are stiff, and the clothes are pinched, and the pink water is full of fear and fear.

Slowly turn around and look at the cold and pray, "Please don't tell him."

Cool down and reach out and gently put the hair on the worry-free face behind your ear.

"He will know sooner or later, you can't wait long."

The worry-free nose is sour, and your face is gently buried in the arms of the cold.

A drop of tears slid down, and the clothes disappeared and disappeared.

"I know, I only ask you not to tell him now."

She didn't know how long she could go, she only knew she didn't want to leave.

Cool eyes are slightly wet, gently push away without worry, "Do you really, intend to leave children?"

Carefree and gentle caressing the still flat belly.

"Even if I am his mother, I still have no right to decide his life and death."

The cold heart suddenly trembled, reaching out and unconsciously stroking the belly of his own micro-long.

Why didn't she know this, how could she bear it?

but......

"He will have your life, do you know?"

Liang Yan gently grabbed the worry-free shoulders, hoarse voice, deep purple scorpion full of can not bear.

No worries, no sound.

After a long time, I was calm and calm, "I know."

Cool and frown, my heart beats painfully.

she knows? Hey and the third brother should not tell her that they are right.

"On the day he was eating sterilized fruit, I went to the Devil."

It seems that I saw the yellowed parchment, and the worry-free eyes suddenly tightened.

"It turns out that the daughter of the Jun family cannot be born."

This is the reason why her name is Ye, but what can change, regardless of her surname or surname, she is the daughter of the family.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of the lips. "There is no life, no scary curse."

If a woman does not qualify as a mother, then what kind of woman is she?

For so many years, I have worked very hard, and I have worked hard for her, and it is difficult to change day and night, but still can't change anything.

Looking at the self-deprecating smile on the worry-free face, the cool heartache is almost incapable of breathing, and I want to export comfort, but I can’t say a word.

No worries, look at the cold.

"I know that I will die, but I don't want to, I don't want to watch him like me."

No worries, holding his fists tightly, his eyes full of pain and sorrow.

"Do you know? I watched him eat the sterilized fruit for me, and watched him hurt for me, but I couldn’t do anything, I couldn’t do it for him, I couldn’t hurt him. I could only watch it like this. ......"

A drop of tears slid down from the corner of the eye, with endless distress and embarrassment.

Dry the tears in the corners of my eyes and turn around without worry.

There are too many things in this life, but this time she does not want to accept her life.

Looking at the worry-free back, the chills are completely tangled.

Does she not say it, don’t say it, or don’t say it...

White string porch.

Worry-free to enter the yard, Wen string will come out.

"Where have you been?"

Looking at Wen Gui's grievances, the worry-free lips unknowingly smirked.

"I am going to find my sister."

"Looking for a small four, is it not comfortable?"

The temperature of the string changed, and the tension was pulled and looked down.

No worries, light flashes, pulling the hand of the warm string, "Where, my brother is not, my sister is bored, so let me go with her."

Wenling raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously.

"That, you taught me to play the piano."

Don't worry, hang your eyes down, and take the string to the yard.

Wen string frowns, looking puzzled and looking worried, "Why do you want to learn piano?"

Worry-free eyes flashed, vomiting and vomiting tongue.

"Want to learn and study, why are there so many?"

"Well, I will teach you."

Looking at the worry-free and cute look, Wen Xian looked at the pavilion with a sorrowful face.

"Sit down first."

Let the worry-free sit in front of the frame, and sit behind her.

The slender arm puts the worry-free circle in his arms, and the slender fingers sway the strings.

The sound of the piano that is swaying and clearing, with the fingertips that are constantly flying, pour out.

The hot air sprayed from the ear, and the worrying heart was slammed down, and the sound of the melodious music at that moment turned into the heartbeat of that moment.

"How are you listening?"

A dull, dull, bantering sound rang in the ear.

The sexy, thin, thin lips seem to unwittingly rub the delicate earlobe.

No worries, a soft body, almost snoring.

Putting a hot body on the back, the worry-free face was flushed, and he moved forward uncomfortably.

In the warm string, there was a glimpse of a smash, followed by a paste.

"I haven't answered me yet."

The head leans forward, buried in the thin porcelain neck, and bites and bites, and has a good time.

Worry-free body is a soft, powerless leaning on the warm string of arms, dark teeth.

This guy is clearly deliberate. Why did she let him teach the piano so deadly?

......

Royal study.

Warmer gave up the memorial and relaxed and stretched out.

"Your Majesty, Ning Gongzi is outside the temple, it has been an hour." Long Hao stepped forward and squatted.

Warm and frowning, "Why don't you report it earlier?"

"Ning Gongzi does not let." Long Hao coveted.

Warmer got up and walked out of the royal study.

Seeing Ning Zichen, who stood up outside the temple, warmed his lips.

"Zi Chen."

Ning Zichen turned and saw the warmth, and the lips were unconsciously evoked.

Warmer went up two steps and looked at Ning Zichen with some apologies.

"Is it very early? Why don't you let them call me?"

Ning Zichen gently held the corner of his lips. "Nothing, no waiting."

There was a touch of movement in the warm sorrow.

This fool is all an hour, and even said that it didn't take long.

"Are you busy?" Ning Zichen looked at the direction of the Imperial Study Room.

Warmer nodded, "Yeah."

"I......"

Ning Zichen looked at the warmth, and he stopped talking.

"what's wrong?"

Warmer raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Zichen puzzledly. "I, can you take you out of the palace?"

Ning Zichen took a deep breath and carefully watched the warmth.

Looking at the blacks that looked forward to it, Wenser suddenly laughed. "Okay, don't ask for it."

Ningzi morning squatted, and then a bright smile on his lips.

"You wait for me, I am going to change clothes."

Not waiting for Ning Zichen to speak, Wenser returned to the royal study.

Because she doesn't like the heavy crown phoenix, the royal study has always had her uniform.

Soon, the warmth will change clothes.

Ning Zi looked at the warmth in the morning, and was once again surprised.

Although she is also very good at wearing the Queen's phoenix, he feels that this red dress is more suitable for her.

The warm red color seems to have been prepared for her in general, so beautiful and beautiful!

"very nice."

Warmer's little face reddish the hand of Ning Zichen, "Go."

"and many more."

Warmth and confusion turned.

Looking at the warm and beautiful face, Ning Zichen didn't feel the red face. "Is your mask still there?"

The warmth of the sorrow was bright, "I am going to take it."

Soon, the warmth came out with a phoenix mask.

Ningzi morning lip corner micro-hook, took the phoenix mask, gently warm to help bring.

Looking at the warmth of the mask, covering the face of the world, Ning Zichen hooked his lips with satisfaction.

"Go."

Gently took her soft little hand and walked outside the palace in a good mood.

Yucheng.

“It’s really lively here.”

Looking at the small objects on both sides of the street, the warmth was full of novelty.

How long has she not come out, it seems that since she succeeded to the throne, she has never been so leisurely strolling in the city.

Looking at the warmth of the curious baby, Ning Zichen couldn't help but raise his lips.

In fact, he does not like busy people, nor often go to the streets.

Today, with her, I suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with the excitement.

"Let's go over there."

Ning Zichen chuckled and took the warmth into another small street.

"There is a mask over there."

Seeing the small booth in front of the mask, Wenser immediately rushed over.

"A lot of masks."

Warmer held a black eagle mask and couldn't put it down.

"The girls have good eyesight. These masks are all new to the new arrivals. They are not available anywhere else."

Look at the warmth, and the stall owner recommends it.

"I want this."

Warmer turned and shook the black eagle mask in his hand toward Ning Zichen.

Looking at the warm and playful appearance, Ning Zichen smacked the hook and pulled a piece of green spar from the waist and threw it to the stall owner.

"Thank you, son, thank you girl."

The stall owner holds the spar and keeps thanking him.

Warmer took the black eagle mask, picked up his toes and put it on Ning Zichen’s face.

Perceived the intention of the warmth, Ningzi Chenjun's face was red, slightly squatted and stooped down.

At the corner of the street, the cold and arrogant hail quickly stared at the men and women in the middle of the street.

Warmer padded his toes and stretched his hand around Ning Zichen’s brain, wearing a mask strap.

A burst of fragrant scent into the tip of the nose, Ning Zichen's heart screamed out of control, a hot and rushing heart, the thin blush spread from the tip of the ear to the neck.

Xia Houchen clenched his fists, and the slender nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand. The blood of the red blood slid down the fingertips.

"Boom", the house on the corner of the street collapsed instantly.

When I heard a loud noise, the two people in the middle of the street turned instantly.