Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

It's natural that Baili Chonghua will love himself, Gu Wang?!

Even if he has lost his mind, been struck by thunder and re established the three concepts of women's make-up classes, he can't be good to himself.

Let alone that he has no concept of men and women. Women are just a tool for him to hatch eggs. He has no feelings. How can he add to his blue eyes.

Not necessarily. Take care of it for the sake of the lunar calendar?

Must be!

Before, I didn't scare him. When Baili Chonghua died, the lunar calendar would hate him. If his mother died, wouldn't the lunar calendar hate him even more?

Therefore, it must be to take care of the feelings of the lunar calendar to give preferential treatment to yourself. There can be no other feelings.

Think too much. Why scare yourself?

Gu Wang kept wiping the blood beads oozing from the back of the national teacher. He seemed meticulous and dedicated. Only he knew that his heart beat faster and was afraid of being found.

Just now... Won't it hurt the woman?

She's not made of water. She's not so delicate.

Also, was his expression too stiff just now to be seen by that woman?

incorrect! What can she see?!

I told her not to move. Who told her to move? Is it wrong?

The more you think about yourself, the more angry you are, the Gu king makes more and more efforts to move his hand on the back of the national teacher, which makes it right to play Qiongyao drama with Ye Qing. He takes a cold breath from time to time.

"What's the matter, ah Li? Does it hurt? Does the wound hurt?"

Ye Qing looked distressed and wanted to hurt herself. A pair of rough hands caressed the National Teacher's cheek with pity.

I don't mind the stabbing panic.

Mu Yun tut tut tut tut covered her eyes, but she was still dissatisfied with the Gu King's rough treatment.

Fortunately, it's the national master who is being treated. If he falls into his hands one day, I don't know how he will be honed by him.

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, the crow's mouth is generally good but bad. After sorting things out this time, when Baili Chonghua wakes up, the four members of the family simply move to the mountain to live in seclusion. She won't mix in the Jianghu any more. Nothing good can be done. She doesn't live a quiet day.

"It doesn't hurt. It's okay."

The national master answered Ye Qing with his teeth, but he turned his head and looked at the Gu king.

It's just dressing. Pluto doesn't make sense. It's light and light. Is it intentional?

It doesn't look good. At first glance, the national teacher was stunned.

Who is he?

Mixed with the status of national teacher, it's not impossible to see whether a person's soul is the master. Naturally, I recognize that the person standing behind me is the Gu king.

"Is that you?"

"What happened to me?"

The Gu King glared at him angrily. The posture was that the national master dared to say no. he could pierce back the pile of silver needles he had just pulled out.

He is now a life-saving benefactor. He has not only saved the national teacher, but also Mu Yunyu and Baili Chonghua.

A bunch of people should line up to repay him. Who dares to complain?

"Nothing, nothing."

The national teacher was blocked by his words. He looked at Muyun and seemed to know what it was like. It was hard to say anything. He just shook his head as if he didn't know anything.

Ye Qing has never been in touch with such things. I'm afraid it will scare her.

"All right."

He scrawled the back of the national teacher, and the Gu king didn't have any pity for the fragrance and jade. He grabbed the last piece of clean cotton cloth, carefully wiped his hand and walked away.