The Beloved Imperial Consort

"You mean that Helian Minmin has been overwhelmed by Mu's?" He Lianzhen dressed in warmth, but it was strange to the cold and alienated from the last time, and the twilight flowed through the elegant. Sitting cross-legged in the car rushing to the flower-banquet, Xue Qin, who was hearing the news, said something new about the six halls.

"Listen to the little girl in the Qi's courtyard, said that this thing was not at first. Later, after the Sixth High School deliberately passed the past, the next day the general manager found some famous people, saying that they asked people to draw drawings."

Helian’s nephew sank. Mu's really returned to the sixth hall to make her wish. The woman is dominated by Zhang Humei's face. At this point, He Lianzhen is particularly embarrassed.

The same color is beautiful, the brain is flexible, why she asks for nothing, but Ms. can enjoy it!

After today, both of them are princes. In the same position, who can laugh at the end, as far as she is concerned, she is already in the chest.

"I will be more intelligent in the Yaohua Palace later, and I will not be able to pick up some of the acolytes. I can't get on the table. Look at it." The position of the disc is extremely disdainful. Zong Zhenghan’s promise should have already conveyed the Holy Voice.

"The master, the palace gate is here. The slaves are saved."

He Lianzhen carefully arranged the skirt, smoothed the folds, smiled on the face, and stepped down the car. All the way to help Xue Qin, the woman's waist and microsteps, looking from afar, it seems like a fairy, jade, smile.

The flower banquet over there was just right, Yan Yanyan, Sakura Red Liu Cui, and the royal prince who hosted the selection was very painstaking.

In Dan Ruoyuan, Mu Xiyao used the last chopsticks to shave the shackle of the squid, still unfinished.

"Hey, this time the small kitchen has to be rewarded. The squid is tender and smooth, and the squid liver is good for the people. It’s a pity that the amount is too small to eat regularly. It’s a pity..." Mu Xiyao put the tableware on, and inked it. Lan’s hand slammed. The net hand gap, but also turned back to Zhao Yu feeling a few words.

"The master has a net problem. Knowing that this squid is rare, it is often mentioned in front of the temple. Today, you have a fish banquet that has been remembered for a long time, but it is still lacking. The old slave feels that it only smells delicious. ""

Cuff squid grows in both east and west bays, only the size of the palm. Dawei’s only place to produce cuffs and squid is near the Qinghai Ferry in the South China Sea. This time the master got seven tails, and it was already his grandson who had found the Prince of Yi to ask for help. He was transported all the way from the south. At this time, the main fish is used to the fullest, and the escorts who come with it have to go back.

Just so motivated by the public, only to send the squid to the main son, a smile, the heart of the court, even if Zhao Zhao is a bystander, can not help but move.

Mu Xiyao looked at the envious eyes of everyone around him, raising his hand and licking his mouth by his mouth.

When did the Sixth Highness not ask for a return, really generous? Big bosses, if they give "the glory", they must ask for a return. Mu Xiyao consciously wants to eat and drink, and pay in disguise, only a lot more than the boss. Among them, flirting, shouting, and not enough for outsiders.

"If you remember correctly, the flower banquet should be dissipated quickly?" The aim was even more leaking, and Mu Xiyao gradually showed a smile.

"Master, you let the Guardian secretly handed the flowers to the Chen family, will it be sent too late? Only half a day, I am afraid that the preparation is not satisfactory." Molan could not understand why the master did not send it early. Waiting for this morning, if nothing happens, I will take out a piece of paper, Biyun Chunshu.

"Preparation is too full, it only makes people feel deliberate. To impress that person, without a little nervous horror, how can you eliminate the other side's suspicion?"

Yuan Chengdi’s eyes can be brightened, and it’s a pity that she missed her carefully prepared patterns.

"Let the defending team release the first wave of news. Also, don't forget the one that came out tonight... good play." Mu Xiyao's scorpion is bright, and the color of expectation is more intense.

First, I will ask for the interest to come back. When she goes out to the palace to ask for security, and then call Zong Zhengying a good life experience, she will make her "white lotus" unforgettable in the future.

In the Yaohua Palace, Huang Guifei finally checked the roster on his hand. He had not seen half of it, and he listened to the door and sang the promise of the Emperor Yuan Yuan.

Putting the roster on the table near the rosewood, Emperor Guifei gracefully got up and walked back to the palace gate.

"Chen Chen has seen the emperor." Although not as young as a young woman, she has a unique charm of a mature woman.

Yuan Chengdi helped her to bring people up, and the two entered the house and sat down in the warm room.

"This is the house that loves to give to the old eight?" A glimpse of the list on the table, Yuan Chengdi picked up and looked around.

"The emperor handed over the errand to the courtiers, this is the trust of the courtiers, but it also makes the courts very difficult. This time there are no shortage of outstanding people in the family, and far more than the number of hands. In addition to the Eighth Highness personally seeking Miss He Lianjia, the rest of the women are all looking forward to the election. The courtiers know that they are better than the eyes of the emperor. If the emperor gives help, these women can still see the eye. , will not humiliate the identity of the Eighth Highness?"

Huang Guifei can stay in the attached position in the palace. Naturally, he knows how to respect and welcome. It is only a scene when he is close to modesty. Even if she chooses the right person, it is the right one.

"Love has seen it personally, and I believe that I can pass you. Today is also tired, not to be placed earlier. The roster will be copied and will be sent to the study room tomorrow."

After roughly reading the roster, Yuan Chengdi was still satisfied. In addition to the old eight-year-old Herlian girl is too active, the rest of the women are still acceptable.

In the past few days, the woman was so busy because of the woman’s excitement, and soon the old four and the little four gimmicks said something because of her. These things are realized by the emperor through the eyeliner.

Fortunately, it’s just a woman who has the heart of the dragon and the phoenix. The old eight should be in control. Xu she was a side squatter, and she did not deliberately give her a marriage, so that Huang Guigui’s decree was made, so that she could not let the old six family room out of Helian’s situation.

Yuan Chengdi remembered clearly that He Lian’s family had two daughters who could enter the platoon, and there must be a particular emphasis on honour. These two daughters are divided into two places, and He Lianzhang will not be easily biased. Such a confidant minister can make the emperor more satisfied.

Huang Guizhen served Yuan Chengdi to change clothes and wash his heart, and his heart finally breathed a sigh of relief. The meaning of the emperor should be allowed. It was only sent to the roster tomorrow, and finally the Indians fell, and several sacred deeds went on. Her errands were also completed.

At this time, the two people who were sleeping at the same time could not have expected it. As early as tomorrow, Sheng Jing had two major events that made a lot of noise. Not only did Yuan Chengdi’s face look gloomy, but the mind that made Huang Guifei’s lay down could not help but mention it again.

In the Xiangxiang Pavilion, Zong Zhengying called two Qing dynasty melody songs to see the two skins beautiful and beautiful. The four princesses could not afford to redeem them and then raise them in other hospitals.

The more he was tempted by the small shackles, the more he hated Zong Zhenglin. If it wasn't for him to take the handle, she wouldn't rush to send someone out. The most difficult thing for her to give up was a long-lived class. The tone of the tone, Zong Zhengying thought it would be numb.

Looking back at the two people's faint dress, suddenly there was no interest, and only the remaining person in the mind left the teasing. The feelings of the past have come to my heart, but now the scene is lonely.

"Go out!" Zong Zhengying sat up from the lounge chair, slaps the palm of the table and inserts the bottle. The Lanzhou butterfly in the middle of the flower is instantly beaten, and the stamens tremble a few times, and finally bow down.

When the two men fled out of the door, Zong Zhengying fell into the lounge chair and secretly fell into the chaos.

"His Royal Highness." Outside the door, the princess's attire, dressed up in a princess, looked at the room with a careful look. It was only a glimpse of the mess, and the silhouette of the woman's face was reflected on the screen. It was only when the voice was drunk that the master had made a fire, and the big girl had a fight.

"See you at the Xiangxiang Pavilion."

The son is another name for the management here. The seven sons of the Xiangxiang Pavilion, the jade son's appearance is the most beautiful, and Zong Zhengying has been coveted for a long time. It’s a pity that the Xiangxiang Pavilion has a clear rule. Every son can’t pick up the guest. He only welcomes people to come and go. Let the people here, whether men and women, sigh in the sky, hate the appetite behind the incense hall. Be smart.

"Come in, please come in." Zong Zhengying swept away before Sui and Tang, and got up and bypassed Jinping. Only then did he see the person who was long and sturdy, and dressed in fresh clothes, and immediately stared at each other.

"His Royal Highness Princess." The man who was called a jade son had a white face, and the peach eye was slightly picked up. It was straight under the bridge of the nose and the lips were thin. If it weren't for those eyes that were too seductive, making him too feminine, this man should be the most sought-after beauty man.

"Jade brother." Zong Zhengying step forward, and he wants to pull the other sleeves.

"His Royal Highness, Yuxi came here this time, but there is something to tell." Slightly step by step, easily avoiding the woman's closeness, the peach eyes are like laughing and laughing, and the dark brown eyes are glaring.

"Jade brothers rarely meet with A Ying, how is it for the next thing?" Zong Zhengying was annoyed. Every time I want to be close to this man, I will always be consciously avoided. Unfortunately, it can't be used strong, otherwise this person will be imprisoned in the house sooner or later.

I don’t know who is behind the incense hall. No one has dared to move in these years. Even if she was struggling to inquire, she was secretly warned and almost died.

"Fang Caiyu has seen one person in the lobby, only looking at the back, similar to the Hummer." Do not want to entangle with the woman in front of me, only one sentence has provoked the other party.

"Jade brother is saying Hummer?" Zong Zhengying's eyes roared, unbelievable. "Where is that person now?"

"Yeah, you are light, and the slaves can't stand it."

"Let's make it a good one."

"Yeah, you are so powerful, my wife is really blessed. The slaves can't go with the Lord."

"Oh, yeah, you are faster."

"It’s still Alian’s knowledge and understanding, the evil mother at home, the mother-in-law’s like a dead man, and it’s really uncomfortable with her.”

The house was filled with joy and it was draped. The ****************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************

The brain is in a mess, only resounding, but the man is heavy and breathing. There is also the "dead man", which makes her heart and liver pain, anger and heart attack.

"Yang Guokang!" A loud bang, Zong Zhengying's red riding boots kicked open the door of the elegant room, and the long whip around the waist, regardless of the disregard of the person on the jin couch, whistling away.

"Miscellaneous things! Dare to seduce Hummer, this palace is going to make you a thousand dollars today!"

Zong Zhengying screamed and screamed, and the whole scented fragrant incense was quiet. The people in the lobby are looking for joy, just the second floor of the screaming, like "hummer" and "this palace"?