After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Nalanmo thought with a little sigh: I don't know if there is such a woman in his dream in this world.

Nalanmo's disease lasted more than half a month.

As an emperor, Yange didn't need any concubine to nourish and satisfy her. In the morning, she handled government affairs, and in the afternoon she took the guard around the capital.

Every day watching the lively in the restaurant, or listening to the play in the theater, is to watch the ants move under the tree, and she can spend the afternoon outside.

Although the guards were initially surprised by how often the emperor ran out every day, they gradually became used to it.

These guards, of course, don't know, Yange. Is this a handsome man on the street?

After supplementing Nalan Mo for so many times, I later heard from Father-in-law Qin that Nalan Mo was infected with cold, and when he got in the car, his legs were shaking, his face was pale and there was no trace of blood. .

Yange was so guilty that she almost gave her husband to sleep when she fell asleep. If there was something wrong with her, the emperor would have to act for her, so terrible!

She sent the imperial doctor to the prime minister's office to help the prime minister twice.

I also saw the two doctors alone and asked vaguely about how nalanmo's body can be on a daughter.

The two imperial doctors didn't know what the words meant, one shook his head in embarrassment and said that a body like Nalan Mo's is best to rest and not suitable for hard work.

This is the meaning of not suitable for intercourse.

Another one just entered the Tai Hospital a short time ago, and a little simple reply: "The adult husband and wife have two losses in blood and blood, it is very strange, obviously they are not indulgent. Perhaps this is because the adult husband is always sick in bed. This will be the case in the future. difficult."

The word "blood loss" made Yan Ge feel guilty again.

She decided to let Nalan Mo go and find her next home again.

But I was accustomed to Nalan Mo's prosperous beauty, and looking at those guys in Chaotang, none of them were eye-catching. The capital is so big, she walked around for more than a month and did not meet a guy who agrees with her. It's really gloomy.

I don't know if the last time I spent with Nalan Mo on the night, countless extracts have taken effect.

Ugh! It seems impossible to take Enalaman's body.

That day, I was watching a fan of the beauty group handmade by a street vendor in front of a stall on the street. The crowd in front suddenly boiled, and Yan Ge looked up.

People crowded along the street like scared horses.

An out-of-control carriage also rushed from the corner of the street.

The guards around Yange immediately guarded Yange without any trace.

The carriage was unbiased, just rushing from the direction of the song.

Two of the guards drew their swords and rushed towards the horse.

It was also at this time that a person suddenly appeared in the carriage and leapt on the horse's back, hugging the horse's neck and trying to turn the horse in the other direction.

When he saw that the guard was about to chop the horse's head, he called quickly: "This is a good red-maned horse in Xining, don't kill, don't kill ..."

No matter how good a horse is, his life is not as important.

The guards did not hesitate to drop the sword. One of them cut off the horse's head, and the other two slammed into the horse's body that was still rushing forward, and the carriage ran into the other side.

Although the rider was covered with blood, not only was he not afraid, but he jumped up and grabbed the guard to make a theory.

Yan Ge shouted at him: "Xu Fang, come here."

As soon as these two words of Xu Fang came out, people around him sighed incredibly, "It turned out to be this jerk!"