Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Hua Yu was woken up by a telephone ring at seven in the morning.

The strong spirit of getting up made her attitude very bad. She was ready to chop the guy who disturbed her dream in the early morning into eighteen pieces and throw it into the sea to feed the fish.

But in fact, at 7:30, she dressed up and appeared on the only way out of the village.

Yu Jin Huai pinched her cheek: "if you feel sleepy, go back to sleep for a while. Here I will deal with it."

Hua Yu shook her head: "no, I'm afraid you'll fight."

As soon as her voice dropped, she saw an off-road vehicle coming towards this side. The flower language waved her hand. The car stopped and the driver's door opened. The people who came down were wearing black shirts, casual black trousers and a pair of casual shoes of a famous brand this year.

With a pair of big sunglasses on his face, the man reached out to say hello to Hua Yu: "long time no see."

Flower language up and down to look at him: "Your Majesty this body small several hundred thousand?"

Wei Sheng has a Qin and is very modest: "I don't know, maybe."

The co driver's door was opened, and Feng Ling got out of the car without any expression. He was wearing a very soft purple cigarette shirt. His skin was especially white, and his charming eyebrows and eyes were more charming.

Hua Yu always thinks that Fengling is the most beautiful person she has ever seen.

His appearance has a kind of exquisite that can't be guessed. Whether it is the eyebrow tip, the corner of the eye or the curve of the jaw, there is a kind of feeling that people want to see more than others.

The old ancestor's mood seems not very good, the eyes are cold, saw the flower language when just a little warm: "hard you."

He looked at Weisheng Youqin again: "originally, I said you don't have to trouble you, but your Majesty's Chen has been dead for 800 years, and he still pays attention to the display and needs someone to take him."

Wei Sheng is not annoyed to have a piano, and his voice is a little smiling: "am I afraid of being wronged to the national master?"

"Aggrieved?" Feng Ling light: "you now immediately leave my side, I will not be aggrieved."

Wei Sheng has a Qin to smile: "Ai Qing, you know, this is impossible."

Flower language:.... "

Yu Jinhuai said, "it's time to

Hua Yu really can't stand the weariness of these two people. She asks Fengling, "Laozu, are you here for Mrs. Chen's tomb this time?"

Feng Ling slightly nodded: "you, can't look at her grave really pout."

Wei Sheng has a Qin voice sarcasm: "pout on pout, so many years later, it has been a pile of bones."

Fengling knew that Chen lianshuang could not make sense with Weisheng Youqin, so she simply ignored it and said to Hua Yu, "I'll go to see her tomb first."

Flower language should be a guide, of course.

There were few people in the cave in the morning. Huayu had the foresight to wear a coat before going in. Fengling and Weisheng had a Qin. They were not afraid of the cold at all.

Feng Ling looked at the carved door and said, "there is indeed her mausoleum behind it. I buried her carelessly at the beginning, and I didn't even send her back to Penglai Xianshan."

Flower language: "the Do you call such a large tomb a hasty burial? " Those who deserve only one tombstone in the cemetery are all in the mass graves, right?

Feng Ling shook her head: "I didn't build this mausoleum for her. At that time, the big Chen soldiers were in disorder. I wanted to have her body brought back to Penglai Xianshan mountain, but..." He paused. "Later, there happened to be a tomb to be completed. It was built by a prince to his wife. In order to please me, he took the initiative to give it to me, and I buried my younger martial sister here."

Flower language quipped his lips: "it seems that the prince does not love his princess very much."

"How can there be so much love in this world, it will be worn down by years." Feng Ling narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the door. For a moment, Hua Yu felt that she had passed through the barrier of time and space. She saw Feng Ling standing on the high astrology platform. At that time, he was the most gorgeous national teacher. All the people under the astrology platform needed to look up to him. The wind blew through his long hair, revealing his beautiful and beautiful face and the smile on his lips How many people can't see through it.

Wei Sheng had Qin and looked at him indifferently, but he didn't say anything.

Flower language coughs: "that old ancestor, how do you plan to deal with this matter?"

Feng Ling light: "buy this land."

Flower language:.... " This is the rich.

But think about it, the whole owl collection is Fengling's, and it seems that the most important thing he needs is money.

In contrast, his majesty is a bit miserable today after 800 years. He is not only penniless, but also dependent on Feng Ling.

Several people down the mountain, Yu Mengzhou is feeding Yu Zhiyi late breakfast, flower language headache: "Mengzhou, did not tell you not to feed her, let her eat by herself?"

Yu Zhiyi is very responsible: "Mom and mother, I let my brother feed me, because I want to eat while playing Rubik's cube."

She said that has been put together the magic cube to see flower language: "meaning son fierce not fierce?"

Flower language: "powerful, but in the future to eat their own."I don't know who are the two strangers

This little girl's mouth is so sweet. As long as she is under 40 years old, she can call her elder brother without any dregs in her eyes. If she blinks her eyes at 50, she can call her brother without psychological burden.

Hua Yu thought that these two old monsters, who have lived for many years, would like to call their ancestors, but you call them brother. It's really a big face for her mother. So she coughed: "these two are friends of my mother."

Yu Zhiyi looked at Feng Ling and Wei Sheng's Qin and ran to catch Feng Ling's hand: "I like this brother!"

Feng Ling was stunned. She didn't know how to deal with Yu Zhiyi, who was stuck on her body. She looked at Wei Sheng's Qin. She frowned. She pulled Yu Zhiyi apart and put it into her arms: "little girl, even if you like this brother again, it's no use. This brother is mine."

Yu Zhiyi was not afraid of his majesty at all. He opened his eyes and said, "why? Are you married to this brother? As long as you don't want to get married, you have a chance! "

Weisheng has a Qin:.... " I got an arrow in my knee. It hurts a little.

Feng Ling took Yu Zhiyi over and glared at Weisheng Youqin: "what nonsense are you talking about in front of children?"

He was very patient with the children, not to mention such a beautiful and smart girl. He chuckled and asked, "why do you like me?"

Yu Zhiyi took it for granted: "of course, it's because you look good! In my heart, dad is the first to look good, brother is the second, and you are the third

“……” Hua Yu said: "you are the third best-looking girl. How can you always change people? It's not your big uncle or your second uncle. Sometimes it's your uncle Gu..."