Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Yan Xuan looked at the back of the flowers on the stranger, and could not help but whisper in the mouth. "On the flowers..."

This is still his first call to her current name.

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"The Lord..." Mo Ling, who had just arrived at the news, thought that he had just heard it, and he couldn’t help but hesitate, and he did not answer the question of Qibei City.

In the heart of Yubei City, it seems that there is already an ominous premonition. The palm of your hand gently gathers a few points, and the expressionless opening: "I will ask you again, Wang Hao’s whereabouts."

Mo Ling is still hesitant, half awkward, and slowly swallowed the words. "Wang Hao... Wang Haofang went to the thirteenth place."

This words just blurted out, Mo Ling felt the coldness of the whole body, the whole person suddenly came to the extremely cold place, cold and cold.

Looking at the North City, I was just a face with no expression. At this moment, I had a layer of frost. I couldn’t see the eyelids like the bottomless abyss. At this moment, there was a storm and then slowly.

"The Lord is not going to be angry, this may be... not what you think." Mo Ling immediately squatted down and whispered.

"Go out." Yubei City did not look back, Xiao Bing's lips slowly squeezed out a word, the voice is just as fresh out of the ice hole, revealing a cold and cold chill.

Mo Ling was very worried about watching Yanbei City, stepped forward, and then thought of something, or will take it back and turn around.

Waiting for the rest of the house in Beicheng, his fists clenched his hands and suddenly lifted them up. The hammer was hammered on the sandalwood table in front of him. It took a few years to rely on the hardwood table. Underneath it into a myriad of pieces, and the seven and eight scattered ones fell.

However, the sorrowful color of his shackles is not eliminated.

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"When is the day?" Zhao Wei heard the words, and suddenly stood up excitedly. "His Royal Highness, now I am only going back to Zhangzhou. You are not well. How can you go back? At least you have to stay for half a month."

When Xuan Xuan had not yet opened, he felt an itchy throat in his throat, and he was so busy with his breath. It was extremely difficult to press this cough back. He said: "I was only a moment of urgency, it was not a big problem, but it was not acceptable. The disease is quite serious. The doctor said that it is still necessary to return to the city as soon as possible."

Zhao Wei twisted his eyebrows and leaned forward slightly. He lowered his voice and said: "Your Highness, you will be asked to do your best before you leave. You must not supervise your duties. You must not forget."

Yan Xuan's eyebrows remain unchanged, Wen said: "You have been in this month, I am in Zhangzhou every day, and I have also traveled to the conscription. How can this duty be exhausted?"

Zhao Weiyiyi, thought about it, and said: "Most of the time, the temple is full of illnesses in this royal palace. Even the barracks have not been visited. How can we talk about the inspector?"

Xuan Xuan’s original soft eyebrows suddenly condensed, and it was a bit confused. “When did the father and the emperor explain it, should he go to the barracks of the emperor’s army to see? Is the father’s emperor still afraid that the emperor will be self-respecting...”

The original doubts in my heart suddenly cleared a lot, and only a chill was felt. Their father, the suspicion is too heavy, it is doubtful, he can actually understand the northern city.

But the most important thing at the moment is that it is difficult to let Zhao Wei agree that it is afraid. It seems that this is the only way.

Thinking of this, the hand he had hidden in his sleeve, the tightness of the shackles, the clear-cut fingers dexterously opened a pack of oil paper held in the palm of his hand, and filled the powder into the entire sleeve.