Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Dyed with the light of the Star Tower, even the Emperor of the Dragon is very kind to the monsoon smoke.

The two supreme characters of the Holy Dragon Empire expressed goodwill to the monsoon smoke, which made the women in the hall who had laughed at the monsoon smoke completely banned, and no one dared to say more.

However, my heart is like a cat.

After the blessing, the Emperor of the Dragon and the Emperor Huang did not disturb the Yaxing of the Star Tower, and left, and the music was heard, and everyone talked about it, but some people could not eat.

The eyes of the seasons are through the crowd, looking at the monsoon smoke sitting in the corner, the place that should have been called humiliation, but now it has become the most attractive treasure in the entire hall.

Looking at the back of the monsoon smoke and the star floor, the eyes of the seasons are almost bleeding, and she has no interest in the whole banquet.

In the middle of the night, the banquet ended, and everyone walked out of the palace and chilled outside the palace gate for a moment, then they got on the carriage.

The monsoon smoke was very satisfying tonight. The original flat belly was a slight bulge, until the crowd dissipated a lot, and she could not move from the chair.

"Today, thank you for your hospitality." The monsoon smoked his stomach and smiled at the star-studded building that had not left.

Although the behavior of this national teacher is somewhat strange, but the monsoon smoke feels the goodwill of the other party, but the other party's good, some inexplicable, always makes her feel that something is wrong.

Star House looked at the look of the monsoon smoke, and there was a touch of satisfaction in the eyes. He looked up and looked at the people outside the open palace door and said: "How do you go back?"

The monsoon smoke micro-channel: "The family has arranged a carriage."

The star building slowly regained its gaze, and the slender fingers lifted slightly and pointed out the door.

"What are you talking about?"

The monsoon smoke follows the fingers of the star building, and it is not obvious that several horse-drawn carriages engraved with the Jijia graphic are whizzing through the crowd...

So... Is she being "abandoned" by the season?

The monsoon smoke suddenly burst into laughter. She stood up suddenly, patted her own clothes, and placed the little bat on her shoulder: "Forget it, it is not too far from the quarter home anyway, I ate it tonight." If you have less, just take a walk and eat."

The monsoon smoke did not care about the posture, but the star building looked at her eyes but did not move away.

"If you are walking, from the palace to the quarter home, you need less than half a night." The star building reminded me.

Monsoon smoke, "..."

It doesn't matter, she runs much faster than the carriage.

However, the Star House did not know the mind of the monsoon smoke, and then stood up and said: "I will send you back."

Monsoon smoke, "??"

Looking at the monsoon smoke sitting in the chair, the star tower slightly squinted at the head, naturally extending her hand toward her.

The palm of the star building is large, but very delicate. Every finger is long and beautiful. It is like a white jade carving, but it is not as boneless as a woman.

"How?" Star Tower was slow to wait for the response of the monsoon smoke, and asked softly.

His voice is very light, but with doubts and puzzles.

The monsoon smoke smeared the face and looked at the beautiful face of the star building, but the heart was already bursting into tears.

This country teacher, is it really boring to her?

Please, you are so dedicated to me, I really want to think that you are watching me!