The Beloved Imperial Consort

The detective touched the back neck, and Wan Jingwen squinted openly. The pupils are slightly clear, and people are rushing to recruit Zhu Jin.

"Master, you are good? The slaves have only smashed for you, and the pigeons in the place are all bruised." The master told him to start. I only looked at it at the moment, she felt pain.

"No problem." As soon as she grasped her wrist, even though her mind was still a little dizzy, Wan Jingwen was hung up elsewhere. "How about the woman, did His Highness dispose of her?"

"The slaves were also brought back by the people. After waking up, they learned a little, and the one was shut down elsewhere, saying that they would be handed over to Yan to lead the confession."

"Is this news accurate?" Wan Jingwen helped the forehead to hold up, and the joy in his eyes was almost obscured.

Quickly persuaded her to lie down, Zhu Jin repeatedly assured this letter, Wan Jingwen was pleased to close his eyes and rest.

Became! The end is to remove the roots of the fangs. After that, she was only a woman in the camp. Under the Highness, no one is qualified to compete with her.

"Have your Highness been there?" I have hopes in my heart, but I don't want to be revealed. The question is a bit bleak.

Covering her with a horn, Zhu Jin is back, and the words are as good as possible. "His Royal Highness is still busy in the camp, and it is only a matter of sorrow. His Highness sent a great temper. The slaves want to come, and when the Highness is empty, they should come over and take a trip." How to say that the Master is also His Royal Highness, this is out. Things are not to be pampered before, I hope that my Highness will come and explore one or two, always think about it.

Sure enough, didn't you come? Also, serious matters matter. He was busy in his previous life, and he did not set foot in the harem for half a month.

Now that the monk has been solved, the people of Helian have been disposed of by her. No troubles bothering, Wan Jingwen was safe and sound, and she fell asleep when she was in the palm of her hand.

This master and servant brought some joy with him. The Zong Zhenglin was cold-faced and deliberately avoided people coming to the northeast corner to find Mu Xi Yao liquidation.

Ye Kai started the curtain and did not follow. Only a little thought, I know that the Yao master must be a noisy one. For a long time, the temper is also awkward.

There were only two candlesticks in the tent. The light was dim. This was the place where the sundries were piled up. She was temporarily placed here. It was also a remote place, and it was convenient for him to act later.

At a glance, Zong Zhenglin’s brow wrinkled. Stepping through the glance, I saw her curled up in the corner. Specially gave her a secretly raised stool. This woman not only does not appreciate, but also so poorly huddled in one place, what is the plan?

"This time, but you have troubled yourself. Why, now still thinking about tempering with the temple?" The face is not good, seeing her grievances, it is even more flustered.

"I still can't afford to be? The ground is able to sit casually, I don't know if I have a cold body?" The sentences are all reprimanded, but unfortunately they are harsh again, and the words are also with concern. Just because of this, Mu Xiyao is not afraid of him.

He bent his knees and moved his feet twice. The man did not get up, but turned his back. Holding a small **** to give him a back, the small head is hanging down, in the place that Zong Zhenglin can't see, the singer sneaked a smile.

It is a slap in the face. You really have to be distressed, and don’t hurry up, hug?

Keep your ears up and watch your movements behind you. The robe of the man's robes gradually approached, and the curvature of the corner of the mouth was smacking, but he suddenly stunned his throat and couldn't believe it.

Zong Zhenglin actually did not care about her, moved himself to sit down on a stool? Only when the foot of the stool moved, she could hear it clearly, and then she did not smell the footsteps.

"It is to see how hard the temper is!" Several times she cleaned up, this time, the final thing is to let him make up his mind how to give her a lesson.

Fortunately, this time the man is also a faint, otherwise there is still her life!

So determined? He was rarely treated with care, and he was somewhat uncertain at the moment. Is it a slap in the past to ask him to be soft, or to continue to wait and see, licking his face?

After all, it was still the shackles of the previous squad, but after turning around, I moved back and forth, this time I saw people.

The man was born tall, and now she was lying on the ground, Zong Zhenglin held his hands on his knees, sat upright and straight, and the big golden knife glared at her. The face is very handsome, facing the candlestick, the occasional jumping candle hits the face, and the ups and downs are quite stern. The most eye-catching thing is that he has a pair of phoenix eyes on his cold face. He is very sharp, and there is a vague flash of light in the depths of the scorpion.

Her body is still covered with her cloak, and her feet are also the soap boots she personally bought. In the morning, the intimacy of the child seems to have not dissipated. Now I don’t recognize people, just remember to murder her...

Looking at his cold look, I know that today's tricks are extremely difficult to achieve, and I have to stretch out my hands covered by my sleeves. I plan to support them so that I can stand up first.

The hand had not touched the ground, and the head was covered with a haze, and the heavy anger shook, and she was almost unable to stabilize her body slightly tilted to the left.

"Where to develop this mixed virtue!" Zong Zhenglin was anxious. With him, this woman is awkward, it is **** stronger. Actually, he was tied for a long time, until he entered the house. It’s so easy to chill into the heart, suddenly seeing a red mark on her wrist, where can sit still.

Leaning over this unconscious, hugged in her arms, her eyes fell on her hands held in her chest and tied tightly with twine. There is no remorse, but there is a heartache.

Huh? She is not convinced that the boss is arrogant. Is it a distressed one? Very good, very good!

The two hands are high and under his eyes, the water is swaying and dripping. That means, if you are willing, you will be jealous, only training.

The man's slender fingers were untied, but they did not let her go. Instead, she held her wrist and the scorpion was extremely unhappy.

"pain?"

The head of the melon is a little bit harder, and my heart is very proud. The warmth and softness of the silk infiltrated into the wrist. He used to pull his face. Although he did not give her a good face, it was a moment without delay, and she carefully stabbed her blood.

The process twisted a bit, fortunately, the goal was achieved, the enchantress did not mix again, and leaned on him to comfortably sway his legs and feet.

When the leaves were opened, the six princes were allowed to come in. When they saw it, it was the proud appearance of Yao’s master. Hurry and bowed his head, thinking that the other person was still waiting for the news, he could only secretly shake his head, but the woman looked forward to it in vain.

"Ye Daren has a fight with him today?" Didn't avoid the man behind him, Zong Zhenglin's temperament is still a little bit.

This person who led her to guard her was not seen at all. When it reappeared, it was a weak look.

How did Wan Jingwen succeed? Is there still someone in her place, not yet arrested?