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Yin Zhong's eyes darkened, fourth brother, fourth brother, no matter what, you have to make way for fourth brother.

"If you really don't like it, just marry her and treat her as a decoration. Don't be angry, the imperial grandmother has prepared a gift for you."

Then she gave her a look.

With the crisp sound of Lin Lang's stretch, the two gorgeous Orchid with thin dresses and a fair belly came in.

Yin Zhong's eyes were straight, and he swallowed.

"This time, Fanguo has donated a few orchids, which are specially reserved for you by the imperial grandmother. Take them back."

"Thank you, Grandmother." Yin Zhong immediately left Qiu Zhenzhen behind, and led two Orchid can't wait to go back to the house and tumble into the house.

On the other side, learning that the Sixth Emperor Sun Yinzhong brought two orchids back from the palace, Qiu Zhenzhen swept all the porcelain in the house to the ground...

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With gold coins, although there are only 5 gold coins, it is enough for Yin Yin to buy some things in the mall.

She bought a microphone, 2 gold coins, a stack of pen and paper for 1 gold coin, and a detox pill for 2 gold coins.

So far, all the coins have been spent.

When the car arrived at home, it was already night.

"Shan Shang, let's stay tonight and go tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

That night, Yin Yin and Shan Shang checked into the hotel.

After taking a shower, Yin Yin wiped her hair, sat on the bed, turned on A, clicked the purchased pen and paper, and transferred it to the table in Wei Jia's room, took a deep breath, and pressed the microphone.

The microphone, as the name suggests, can transmit her voice to the person she wants to transmit in Tianshengguo.

And now, Yin Yin chose Wei Jia.

The original owner's emotions and feelings entered Yin Yin's body, Yin Yin's lips moved several times, called to his mouth several times and swallowed it back.

She, I'm sorry for the two children, if it wasn't for her disappearance for no reason, Wei Jia and Wei Yi would not be so difficult.

Holding the quilt tightly in her hand, Yin Yin pressed her fingertips on the microphone, trembling her lips, and softly called out, "Jia'er..."

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"Jia'er, Jia'er..."

In the darkness, Wei Jia opened her eyes, her eyes dazed, and there seemed to be that gentle and familiar call still left in her ears.

Wei Jia put the back of his hand on his forehead, covering the thoughts and fragility in his eyes.

I forgot that it was the first time I dreamed of my mother. In my dreams, I could always see the figure of my mother and the gentle call.

There seemed to be an abnormal noise in the dark room, Wei Jia's nerves were slightly tense, and Feng Mei slowly looked in a certain direction. The room was so dark that she couldn't see anything.

The room was so quiet that I could hear his heart beating faster and faster.

Wei Jia vaguely remembered the illness not long ago, when a young servant entered his room in the middle of the night, poured cold water on him, and dragged him outside.

Is it again?

Wei Jia's expression was indifferent, she propped up the bed board with both hands, and groped for candles.

Because of the inconvenience of legs and feet, the candles were placed very close to the head of the bed.

At the moment when the match flashed and the candle was lit, Wei Jia tucked a dagger hidden under the pillow into his cuff.

The flickering candlelight illuminated a small area, reflecting the vigilant face of the young Qingjun.

He glanced across the room, looking for where the man might be hiding.

But, no one, the house seems to be exactly the same as before.

No, it's still different, there seems to be something extra.

His eyes fell on the table in front of him.

A stack of paper, a bundle of brushes, ink and inkstones were piled up high.