The Beloved Imperial Consort

"This matter, the temple does not want anyone to know. Can you remember?"

Seeing his right hand and stroking the finger, gently twirling, seemingly random, but scared Wan Jingwen heart to jump, hurriedly nodded. "His Highness, you are not the one who has a lot of mouths. This time it is only because of the matter of the emperor..." Still waiting to show the heart, but suddenly found Zong Zhenglin's sullen face, this is the end of the sound, no longer dare to do this. Too much entanglement.

Look at his look, it is extremely angry with Helian. Today, this is only a point that makes her feel slightly rewarded. And she wanted to value and favor, Wan Jingwen could not help but find that the six halls of the gods were involved in the use of Helian's medication, but she was still very cold.

Really **** it, is this she lifted a rock and licked her own feet?

"When things are finished, they will retreat." A woman who was awful in the house, Zong Zhenglin was in a bad mood.

Bloody, if Helen's really dare to go to the end of the disease - there will be a beggar in the future, just in his arms.

If she is taken out of this, isn’t she a white one? Wan Jingwen was a stiff smile and barely maintained a dignified and generous. "His Highness, it’s been a long time since I came here. It’s very rare to take care of your daily life. It’s also awkward and awkward, and it’s not the best thing to do. If you wait for the rough work of your meal, what will you give? ”

Zong Zhenglin's temperament is eccentric, and it is not useful to take a picture of the horse. Talking to him can only be honest, and the turn is much more. This man will definitely not look good.

Wan Jingwen, this is not seen in the enchantress, no face, no skin. Really want to know, where can be so asserted. It was flattered by a little goblin, and the Sixth Highness was always under the guise of the whole, and occasionally she was extremely soft when she touched it.

She is modest. clumsy? Zong Zhenglin Feng witnessed the embarrassment. Can you carry him with people outside the house for a long time, if this is awkward, it means that his Zong Zhenglin is not useful?

There is a bad fault in His Highness, and she is disgusted with one person, that is, she can be assassinated by him without any heart. Obviously, it is a good show, and Zong Zhenglin is understood to be hypocritical and arrogant.

Hold the spoon, drop a squint and send a spoonful of scorpion mushroom soup to the mouth. But for the woman standing not far away, I don’t have to take a look.

She will not invite him to see this! Ten fingers clenched, Wan Jingwen's face was faint and whitish. If you can blame others for obstructing before, now, in addition to proving that she is a man who can't grasp the man's heart, what else can he explain?

It’s the last life, she’s never been so bad! My heart is in chaos, and I don’t have a face. Is it that she does not like him like this? Wan Jingwen contrasts the appearance of his predecessor, and now he is fascinated by the face.

"Oh, let go." The words brought out the hardships, respectfulness, and turned and dragged the steps toward the door.

"Wanshi." Suddenly behind the call, like the ice and snow, gave her a living warmth, just called Wan Jingwen ecstatic.

"In my spare time, I have to copy more in the camp."

In the future, he hoped to turn around, and the hope that he had only risen would be like a bowl of icy water. Was it forbidden by him in disguise?

The "Fa Hua Jing" spread out on the book case, the small head of the fly, the ink is dark, and only Wan Wenwen, who is so annoyed, is more and more uncomfortable. The gaze of the gods fell on the dense ramie, and the paper was sturdy, and the neatly arranged handwriting suddenly appeared like ripples, slowly twisting into a whirlpool of inhalation.

"It's all your **** jealousy. If this skin is too unusual, this palace will not be exhausted and he will see him!"

Sigh a sigh, gentle voices and soft voices. "The harem is a dead place, why bother you can't let it go. It's better to plan for peace and stability in the future than to spend time with the emperor."

"A stable day? If you waste this kind of life, you will be abandoned in the Jade Palace in your life. But when you die, no one cares about the six-woman." He laughed and saw that the person who turned back was very blind. "Don't forget, the male tire is drained from your stomach, but the hand of the person who is the best with you."

"So she is dead?" Before it was soft, the words hated but passed away.

"I know that it is a place to eat people, don't expect to be safe, and keep a yard forever."

When I got here, there was no debate. After a long time, I had another advice. "Mo is no longer self-defeating. You can't have his heart in the past. You have lost your life early in this world."

"A nonsense! The last generation is a hindrance to his life. He always has wariness against this palace. This time it is easy to be innocent, not to fight for a fight, how can it be worthy of God's life!"

If you don't speculate, the weaker side can only see her stepping on the knife step by step. Out of the way, it is covered with smog, dim and dark, and more and more disappeared.

Zhu Jin shrinks his body and slams his mouth, his eyes are full of fear, his eyes tremble slightly, and the horror is unmistakable. The vest ****, even on the ground, the curved calf does not listen, want to leave this place early, but can not even stand.

The silence in the tent made her frightened. After more than ten years with the master, in the past, the master never left the night. Only this time, staying in a camp, also sent her to Zhang Jian over the night. Although there were sounds on several occasions, I only thought that the master was sleeping unsteadily and occasionally had a nightmare. Until today... In the day of the big day, she took the opportunity to go out and look for the fire head to get the green bamboo porridge that was clear and hot. When she came back, she was told to hit her like this!

Is it true that the ghost stories told in this book are true? The more I want to be afraid, the more I think about going out. After that, half of the points can not be taken care of.

Caressing the forehead, Wan Jingwen's face is more ugly than the sky outside. In recent days, the mood has been fluctuating too much, and the woman has been repeatedly rushed out of her head. Just want to condense the gods to read the book, Yu Guangzhen sees the corner of the screen, the look suddenly becomes awkward.

Apricot yellow cloth skirt...

"Zhu-Jin."

Once again familiar with but a subpoena, scared Zhu Jinshen is not attached. There was tears in her eyes and she slipped silently. She was too clear that the person inside would never have spared her.

Jingzhou Xicheng. The wind changes quickly, and everyone is dizzy. When I had committed something earlier, I was rushing to go to the Zhizhou government to sue, and I was hoping that the prefect can tell good things in front of the place, and offend, they confessed that it was vomiting blood and selling the family. Before he returned to the city, he calmed down the one.

In front of Jiahefang, the crowds watching the lively people are far away from re-inventing the newly opened facade and stealing in private.

"This shop is not said to be the Western Jin Dynasty mother-in-law? The East is gone, and people are too tempted to buy and sell. Now how dare to make a big fantasies, burning firecrackers to open the door to treat guests?"

“Isn't it another store?”

"Tell you to be literate on weekdays, but you don’t want to mix it with your mother. You know the signboard, and you also write the words 'Jiahefang'!"

"That is the change of the East?"

"Who will open the shop in the Western Jin Dynasty, who will be stupid enough to find a sigh of relief, do not have to go forward?"

"This is also true."

It’s all about the outside world. Really aware of the inside story, this time is rushing one by one to take a small sedan to bring a woman at home, swearing at the ceremony, squinting at the door and congratulating.

"Master, not just a female official's store, you can use it to go to the door." Among the Chinese horse-drawn carriages, a woman dressed in a good shape in the early 20s is sitting opposite the newly appointed general. Some complaints on my mouth, I don’t understand a dress shop, I can work for her family, but it is for what.

"I don't know women and children. You know that this Jiahefang was specially taken care of by His Royal Highness?" The sentence was fixed to the family and was not satisfied in the early years. At this time, he was promoted to an official position, and he became more and more invisible to his uncultivated wife.

"Can the Highness not give the woman to..."

"When I know that the woman is gone, why don't you think about it? This shop is now in the hands of the forest female officer. And the singer from the head of Jingli has made such great merits, why can't he have the advantage of one and a half points? "There was news in the army that I could find that the woman was a spies in the Western Jin Dynasty. Wan Hao was a meritorious person. As for why a woman is so good, no one can understand.

"The lord means..."

"It’s not too stupid yet. Who is this shop for, but the next sentence of the temple. Who is more pampered, this shop belongs to whom.”

"It was like this." The woman suddenly realized. But for a moment, there was some schadenfreude. "Master, look at this forest lady, on the gimmicks that come to Beijing, can't... finally end up with the woman?"

"Hey said! How is the woman under the Highness, when the turn is waiting for the woman to talk freely." The face of the adult is somewhat red, and this is to be passed to the ear of the temple, where he can still keep the official position. "When you enter the door, you will follow the lady of the prefect, if you are not looking for you personally, you will not be allowed to speak in half a word."

After being taught a lesson, the woman will only shrink her neck.

"Master, you don't care about them like this, will you not be famous?" In the courtyard, Gao Lan is staring at the little master's clothes that have been washed by the little girl. The temple has been told that the little master is full of clothes and must be specially hired. In charge, sloppy.

Seeing that the master was lying on the rocking chair and flipping through the book, he did not put Jiahefang open in his heart. Those who came to congratulate the nobles and the ladies of the ladies, this is a sincere heart, and did not touch the master.

The book was placed on the knees, the rocking chair squeaked, and Mu Xiyao was careless. "The woman who was called to accept the private under the sire, the reputation can still be bad. Where to say," looked at the top of the head and the sky was clear, and the eyes slowly filled with joy. "In the past two days, I have packed the house and waited for your house to return to the house. I also went out to play."

Xicheng, not her long-lost place. The reputation here is worse, and it has nothing to do with her. Since Wan Jingwen likes this place, she will be allowed to enjoy it.