Today's Qingci, see his three sentences, two and a half are in the relationship with their own.

Although Jun Ling didn't want to, she could only bear it.

"It's not me, Qingci. It's the news of the long song."

Jun Ling's face is not very good-looking.

It's just this. It's a big deal.

Now it was almost impossible to hide. He thought about it and didn't want any more contradictions between himself and Qingci. He simply told her before she knew it.

When I heard the name of Ran Chang Song.

The movement of the young words is fast and rigid in place.

Zheng Leng's looking at Jun Ling, a little uneasy in his heart, he opened the door of the house.

Let the whole person appear in front of themselves, do not have to look at people through the crack of the door.

"What's wrong with her? Is it in the palace or... " Young words faintly feel Jun Ling's face some wrong.

"What's wrong with her?"

Back here, she originally wanted to meet in the palace, but this eastern Qi palace was not a place she could easily enter.

It has been delayed until now.

Jun Ling carefully stares at the young Ci, as if she is afraid that she will collapse. The voice of her speech slows down a lot. She is worried that it will stimulate the mood of the young CI.

"Miss Changge disappeared from the Imperial Palace some time ago. Some time ago, Si Heng sent someone to look for her, but only found her grave."

The young man's body swayed. He was dizzy and almost lost his footing.

Seems to be from the distant horizon, just reluctantly found their own voice.

"What do you say?"

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the night is heavy.

The atmosphere inside the carriage is quiet and weird.

Young words have been curled up in the corner, ears have been buzzing, as if there is something in her brain constantly shouting.

She never thought that the first news she got was to tell her that ran Changsong was dead.

Young leave at that time, and Jun Ling into the palace.

At the moment, the palace of the eastern Qi Dynasty has long been in disorder.

Junling is worried about the mood of the young words at the moment, but she does not dare to touch them.

Can only sit quietly with her side, vaguely explain these years of things to grass again.

After listening to the young speech, I felt cold and laughed.

At that time, she could see clearly the thought of Si Heng.

When she was in the palace, Siheng's gentle temperament made her feel happy.

But I never thought that the dregs in my bones were never seen by people.

"Why did he take her into the palace when he had white moonlight and someone he wanted to marry?" The young people gnawed their teeth with hatred.

Seems to be immersed in a let her also unable to extricate herself in the mood.

Sink and drown in it.

But I feel the same way.

"You are worthy of brothers, birds of a feather."

This hate is obvious, let Jun Ling can not be ignored.

He knew that Qingci knew about it, and the result was bound to be so.

Can Si Heng's intention to dye long songs.

I don't know if they are standing on the same point of view at the moment. Jun Ling can hardly help others to explain, "these years, only dye long song has entered his heart, it's just him..."

"You want to say, but Si Heng doesn't know what he wants. So now that people are gone, they regret it when they die? " The young man retorted angrily.

Will Jun Ling behind the words directly to call back.

He didn't have a chance to talk.

However, the youth speech was only a sneer.

The irony in the smile is obvious, "slag man never thinks he is scum, but he still thinks it is affectionate. You, too

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