Be pitted from the emperor

However, it is Chen Qingzhi's pimple to be counted as being on the front line and fighting constantly.

Well, I happened to have been listening to the name of that guy, but I had never seen it before, so I went to him this time.

Xue Li said, "Your Majesty, if Caomin is lucky, I would like to go to General Chen's place."

Look, what is understanding, no wonder Li Erhui said that Xue Li is Ying Meng Xianchen, this doesn't need to be tuned, and it's good to get started directly.

Luo Xiang was very satisfied with this answer.

He happily said, "Well, in that case, I will send you there when the time comes. Remember not to disappoint my intentions."

Fighting on the battlefield, making a name for yourself, that is where you yearn, how can there be the saying that you can live up to it.

Xue Li bowed and thanked him and said: "Your Majesty, rest assured, the Caomin will raise Chen's prestige and wipe out all the rebellious officials and criminals."

Such a boldness, as an emperor, it is exciting to hear, and a few words of praise are indispensable.

Luo Xiang smiled and said cheerfully, until Xue Li left, his mood was still beautiful.

But the good times are always short, and some people always come out at this time and don't have a long eye to disappoint.

"Your Majesty, it's time for medication."

Behind him, Father Zhao, who was standing, saw that the emperor was in a good mood, and he quickly offered to end.

It's not that he doesn't know how to act, but that he has ideas.

When the emperor used medicine in the past, he pulled a face, obviously unhappy and worried.

As for what he was thinking about, how could he not know it? It's not that you don't want to drink the medicine because you can't see it.

Good medicine tastes bitter, unpalatable advice help line.

As a person by the emperor's side, he could only think of ways. It is rare that he is happy today, and it is time to take medicine. How can he let it go.

Hearing this, Luo Xiang slapped his lips, a bitterness spread unconsciously.

These days, the medication has been used continuously, but Mao doesn't know if it works.

Plus there was no recurrence. He was really disgusted with this medicine. He asked Huatong if he could stop it, but the answer was no.

What if it doesn't work, drink it.

He said sullenly, "Well, bring it to me."

Seeing that the emperor was so refreshed, Grandpa Zhao was a fast-moving group, and the wind in his footsteps personally urged people to bring me the soup.

Seeing the emperor drinking cleanly, he just opened his eyes and smiled and stood aside.

Feeling deeply bored, Luo Xiang grinned, his heart was bitterly cursing his mother: bitter, is it better, what is this kind of day?

No, it doesn't matter if he is good or not, I can't always think about this dog, I have to have some fun.

It’s been a long time since I watched the video dance, to relax, so as not to get depression that day, then it’s over.

Alas, no, these days, does it seem that someone has forgotten the word Zhou Wen, can't help but flash in his mind.

Since I was taken away by Hai Dafu, I don't know what I've been doing. At any rate, I'm half a woman. Let's go and see her first, so as not to lose the name of being unsympathetic.

Maybe, after staying in the palace for so long, I felt that I was mighty and domineering, and compromised to accomplish a good thing.

Feeling beautiful, he stood up and said, "Put the Ganquan Palace."

Since the emperor was poisoned, he rarely went out, and finally went for a walk today. Grandpa Zhao was very happy.

Ganquan Temple.

Zhou Wen was sweating profusely and kept wiping and cleaning.

These days, although life is safe, it is a miserable life.

It’s normal to wake up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs.

What is even more unbearable is that after cleaning it every day, it has to be checked by two or three people. A little dust will have to be wiped again.

Otherwise... just wait to starve!

Had it not been for the support of a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, she had long thought of committing suicide.

Hope is better than no hope!

No matter what, people are still in the palace, the closest to the emperor, as long as they endure, there is still a chance for revenge.

After touching the sweat, she whispered and murmured: "Dying perverted, dead eunuch, how idle, can't die and go for a walk, people are not tools, don't you need to rest?"

"Huh?" Hai Dafu's ears cocked, Lanhua asked with a pinch, "Little girl, what ill of our family?"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Wen trembled in fright, and quickly shook her head and said, "What did you say, did you have auditory hallucinations and were half-dead from hunger? That still has strength."

Hai Dafu narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer: "That's the best. When you arrive at the Ganquan Temple, I will put away your careful thoughts and cause trouble, our family will pinch you to death..."

Facing the rule of lawful convenience, Zhou Wen rolled her eyes secretly, and then muttered quietly, obviously not knowing how many times she had listened to it.

Just as the old and the young, each babbling, Luo Xiang entered the hall lightly.

In order to see the truest side, he stopped everyone from speaking, and did not make any movement.

But Hai Dafu was a master. Someone came, and he naturally noticed it at the first time. He shut up and looked at him. When he saw that he was the emperor, he wanted to salute.

As soon as Luo Xiang entered, the first thing he saw was Zhou Wen who was working.

Later, when Hai Dafu was about to speak out, he waved his hand quickly, signaled not to salute, and asked him to leave quietly.

Lonely man and widow, in the same deep palace, that atmosphere, naturally changed.

Wearing the service of a palace friend, sweating noodles, let alone, it really feels different.

This figure, the sudden, the concave, the concave, I didn't really look at it carefully in the past, this little girl is still a beauty.

Unconsciously, when he came to this other world, he finally had a reaction again.

Rely on!

No, this is nothing to see, is it that her temptation is so great.

I used to see those palace ladies dancing with hidden flesh, but they didn't react that much.

Isn't it...Is it necessary to recognize people?

Don't die with that chicken. Although there is a bit of fantasy in her heart, the two sides have a big feud, just think about it.

Specifically, he is really not sure to win.

Sleeping in the same bed with the enemy is to play with your life, in case Zhengxiang, who slept that day, gets a knife or a crackling chicken.

It would be horrible, thinking about it, his hairs were standing up, and he couldn't help shivering.

Zhou Wenxian knew nothing about Luo Xiang in YY.

She was still curious, and she said that her mother-in-law's Hai Dafu is so good today, so she didn't say anything about it.

In curiosity, she surreptitiously turned her head and looked at it, which was startled.

The enemy who dreamed of killing every day was behind him.

She was taken aback for a moment, and then flew away with a'brush' rag in her hand.

Seeing the rags flying, Luo Xiang, who was thinking of Hu He, opened it all at once.

The eyes met, one smiled, and the other gritted his teeth and spoke in unison.

"It's you, Emperor Dog, what are you doing here?"

"Hehe, I'm here to see you, how are you welcome?"

Also welcome, Zhou Wen's heart, there are thoughts of wishing to kill him.