"Qingci?" The distrust in Jun Ling Mou is too obvious.

Even young words can be seen directly.

Young words can't help but laugh, "what kind of look are you looking at? I've already promised you. What else do you want? If I don't promise you, don't let too doctor see, you certainly don't rest assured. Now that I agree, what can you worry about? "

"Don't I know my own body? If something really happens and my little uncle can't help it, the grand doctor in the palace can't do it either. "

Although the youth speech is well founded, it is very reasonable.

But in Jun Ling's ear, I always feel that something is wrong.

"Qingci, you can be angry with me, you can never forgive me, but you can't be angry with me with your own body. Nothing is as important as your body. " Jun Ling has always been able to speak in the court, but in front of the young people's speech, there are only a few words to say.

I'm afraid that the person in front of me will not be happy.

However, when he heard this, he just looked at Junling coldly. His eyebrows were not very happy and naturally he was not angry.

It's just not hot or cold.

If you say this before entering the palace.

She might have some trust.

But now, when she used Ganoderma lucidum grass to calculate the first emperor and the second palace, she let Jun Ling's words lose credibility.

She was helping him with her own body.

There are more important things than her body.

But today, she did not plan to make a quarrel with Jun Ling.

It's not good for her.

So at the moment, the young words just slowly revealed a very shallow smile, the smile can't reach the bottom of my eyes, "well, I know. I also cherish my life. "

She never spared her life.

If God really pity her, let her go back safely this time.

I just don't know if I'm still alive in that world.

If not, it can only show that their own life, also only so long.

You can't blame anyone else.

Mingming with a smile, said the words, but let Jun Ling all over a trace of cold.

It's just such a feeling that he can't think much.

"The emperor, the empress, has arrived." The palace people outside began to report in a low voice.

Because of Jun Ling's command, these people dare not speak too loud.

For fear of disturbing the young words inside.

Hearing this, the young man got up and wanted to go down.

But she was held by Jun Ling.

Before her, Jun ran down the carriage.

Then I personally lifted the curtain and led the youth speech down.

He didn't refuse.

It's kind of halfway up the mountain.

The tomb of Nian family is in front of us.

He stood in front of the main gate of the tomb, waiting for them.

I saw the youth.

Hurry up, in front of Jun Ling's face, directly pull her wrist, local pulse.

But for a moment, the average year Zhuo's face obviously recovered two points, "OK, it seems that you are in a good mood along the way."

Not angry by Junling.

Annual average Zhuo said this on purpose to Jun Ling.

On the contrary, it is not easy for him to doubt.

"Is everything ready?"

Young CI looked at his uncle and asked slowly.

Every year Zhuo nodded, "naturally, you haven't seen your grandfather and grandmother since you were a child. Now they are so beautiful. They must be happy to meet them."

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