The Beloved Imperial Consort

"Who gave her the hand!" Wan Jingwen's back and the meridian bulging, the nails are tightly buckled at the front end. "The dog is timid, and he is doing what he wants! Now that he is in the hands of His Royal Highness, he can live for a few more hours!"

Zhu Jin’s forehead was lowered, and the fingers attached to the side of the leg were pinching the skirt and frightened.

"The master, the news came from the palace, and under the skull in the moonlight house, the famous brand made by the black pottery of the Western Jin Dynasty was found." This was too horrible, and the first one heard it, only scared her cold sweat.

"What!" Wan Jingwen was shocked and her eyes were full of horror. "How is it possible, how could she be a spy in the Western Jin Dynasty!"

When she saved her from the water, she was only how big! Eight years old, just eight years old!

Wan Jingwen's face was white and white, and I felt that this world was too complicated and far beyond her control. She is personally connected to the two Jins because of her previous reasons.

If the New Moon is from the Western Jin Dynasty... Who is her husband? Can she reveal her secrets?

Also shocked by this matter, Zong Zhenglin, who was recruited by Yuan Chengdi into the palace.

"Fathers, the famous brand in the hands of the children, although it is also made by the black pottery. But the content of it is very different from the eight that were presented before. Whether it is the preface or the order, it is not from a pulse. It is suspected that the two people are their respective owners and belong to different factions in the Western Jin Dynasty."

If this is the case, this episode of the fragrance and the ecstasy of the Queen Mother are afraid of just a rare coincidence. The person behind the medicine is not what he thought before, but went to Mu Xiyao.

Through the drowning water, the bureau was laid out thousands of miles away and designed for him. The Western Jin Dynasty... Zong Zhenglin looked cold and frosty.

"Father of the Emperor, the children are afraid, some people in the Western Jin Dynasty are secretly connected with Mobei." At this time, they rushed to use the secrets buried in the Shulu Palace, in addition to plotting the Wu Jiansi, who is about to open to the Three Kingdoms in the northern Wei Dynasty. Zheng Lin did not think about him.

Yuan Chengdi just became a peaceful face because of the Queen Mother’s waking, and it was once again gloomy. The singer of the Western Jin Dynasty actually sneaked into the imperial city, and buried his name in the palace. The lurking is more than seven years... The palace has not seen blood for too long, for fear that some people have forgotten, and reaching out under his eyelids is not a broken arm that can be smashed and stolen. .

"Gu Changde, Xuan Ji Huai'an came to see. Er and so on also retired first." Retired from the hall of the emperor minister, Yuan Chengdi took out the roster from the book, silence for a long time.

In the Shugong Palace, Zong Zhenglin sat aside and his eyes were faint.

"You still have to put this palace in your eyes! The matter of disposing of the New Moon is just the emperor, why don't you know that you have a letter!"

Then, in the end, she came from her palace, and she was unclear. It was Yuan Chengdi who condemned her crimes and she had nothing to say.

"Despite the peace of mind, the father-in-law has ordered a thorough investigation. Not to mention, the niece was left at the beginning, and it was also appointed by the House of Representatives." Within two days, the former dynasty, the great change will be born.

"When the children retired, the father called the Ji Huai'an study to speak."

The conversation between the mother and the child, in a few short sentences, reveals that the message has become so scared that the color has changed dramatically.

Zong Zhenglin reached out and smashed the clothes and fell snow. His eyes were long and his feet were steady. The defender is very loyal to the waiter, leaving two steps away.

"Six brothers." Zong Zhengming took the entourage, and he met at the Qinghe Palace. He met people and said hello.

Zong Zhenglin swept the satin of his boots that had been colored by the falling snow. The eyebrows picked and picked.

“Is the five brothers waiting here for a long time?”

"About half a quarter of an hour, there is something to discuss with you."

The two looked at each other and shouldered the palace door.

In the east house of the city, Mu Xiyao held the book, stretched his neck and glanced at it, and his brow smashed. “Is the snow outside?”

Zhao Wei secretly laughed and rushed to tie the needlework on the hand and returned in the near future. "The master, the snow fell on the ground, and the foot went down, the uppers were gone. The road was slippery, and I wanted to drive the leaves and drive. I also took care. It was also there at night. You are weak, you can't wait for a long time. It’s that your Highness knows what you are waiting for, and you always feel bad. If the old slaves give you a bowl of fresh duck soup, can you warm your stomach?”

This afternoon, he got up and he was full of more than ten dishes, all of which he loved. The words on his mouth spurred, saying that it was necessary to make up the body with His Royal Highness at night, and he had no trouble to do it. It was too hard to go out early and go out late at night.

At this time, when I was not there, my grandmother had not returned to the house. The locusts in the main body were squatting. I remembered eating and eating, and I asked the children to ask for more than five or six times.

Being debunked, Mu Xiyao did not change his color, calmed down and cleared his throat. "If you are not in a hurry, you still have to wait until your temple is returned to the government. It is good to use rice together." Although the mouth is very powerful, it can not be called. I saw a joke. Fortunately, I used a snack before, but my stomach is not hungry.

The six princes had a bad temper. When they didn’t say that they wouldn’t return to the government to use rice, they dared not to be a thing when they were going back. They were greedy and greedy, and they should recite her “small heartless liver”. The training is inevitable.

"Hey, just wait and wait, my divine is distressed." Turned over the page, Mu Xiyao whispered.

"Master, your Highness is waiting for you, isn't it painful?" Molan sent the little master back to the house, and when he came back, he listened to the master and whispered.

"Your home is cold and clear, so serious, who will hurt people." Being teased, Mu Xiyao held a book and covered his face. This is what you know...

It is said that Boss adults also have a moderate time. Unfortunately, I really want to talk about hurting people. That one is most happy to work hard in the bed. Most of the rest is not a training, it is to catch her to take advantage of. The most hateful is that it is not allowed to copy the book, and the "Women's Rule" Mu Xiyao is the most unseen.

"Unusually, it doesn't hurt people very much." In a tone of voice, turn over one page.

"How do you want to be satisfied with Jiaojiao?" The top of the head is covered with a shadow, and the book is easily taken by a man's long fingers.

"..." Why didn't she hear the sound of Molan's retreat?

Mu Xiyao bite the teeth, lifted his head, and looked at the water. "His Highness, I will wait for you for a long time. I am so hungry in my stomach that I have started to sing." It was the other hand that was slamming his hand and placed it on the lower abdomen with a quilt. "You touch it, dry it up, Very poor."

Zong Zhenglin’s mouth twitched and his eyes were smiling. This treasure looks like!

The fingertips only touched this one, and I also knew that the small belly was slightly bulging, which shows that the woman did not know how many greed. There is a cheek in front of him, screaming for food, and the family is expensive, I am afraid that I don’t know how to grow up.

"Put rice." Really told her to go hungry, distressed or him.

Going to the coat, seeing the woman's scorpion shine, smile and call it, cleansing the hands, throwing a soft pillow on the side, not sitting on the side, but rushing to open his arms, Jiao Yan repeatedly call people.

"To sit on the lower leg, it is warmer than the plush mat." The finger was naughty, as if urging him to call her for too long.

When the six halls were cleaned up, and then she took care of her, she was so stunned in one place, a spoonful of spoons to feed the meal, let her eat in her mouth and look into the bowl. Insufficient greed, only used at Mu Xi Yao at this time, but it is extremely appropriate.

"Your Highness, the butterfly shrimp is delicious, and the sauce is also elbow."

Zhao Wei took the cypress to stay outside, and the house burned the dragon, and the candlestick glowed like a warm one. When Shengjing was the coldest, the main house of the big house was harmonious. From time to time, he heard the name of the dish and the name of the dish. It is to stop people from eating more, and it is also kind.