MTL - Father, Mother Escaped Again-Chapter 29 Tragedy caused by air leakage

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"Damn, I am a voice... I lost my voice, not a **! Cough and cough..." Yan dyeing was too sorrowful and angry, and the pain in the throat was burning and snoring.

The hoarse scorpion smashed the ears of the people, and the people took a step back.

Xia Yuqing was staring blankly at Yan Yin’s ugly face because of her stubborn voice. She said: “The voice is lost because of the throat loss, not the one I think...**?”

Seeing that Xia Yuqing finally understood her own words, Yan Dian refused to take care of the pain in her throat. Her head was like a smashed garlic, and then she looked for helplessness and looked at the cold expression on the side.

Leng Ruofeng lightly coughed twice, and quickly explained: "The maiden really misunderstood, Tai Fu really just hurt the scorpion one night, and there is no such thing as the nyc thought..."

Xia Yuqing pondered for a moment, staring at Yan Ding Road: "If nothing happened, how could Tai Fu spend the night and screamed his own voice?"

"Cough, this old slave can explain." Finally, I went back to the old butler from the blue sky, and heard the question of Xia Yuqing, and I was refreshed.

When people are old, they are always unwilling to be lonely. The way that Yan Dian’s old housekeeper is unwilling to be lonely is to like to collect all kinds of anecdotes from his own son, and then to announce it to the world, it’s better to be happy than to be happy.

Ignore the smoldering eyes with threats, the old butler's two mustaches shook, and said: "Last night, the government entered a thief, stealing things is not found by my family." The son alone and the little thief fought three hundred rounds, and finally hit the little thief with poor strength, defeated like a cross. But did not expect that the thief not only martial arts high-powered, but also mastered the hidden weapon, a three smiles scattered scattered over, small The son didn't check it for a while, but unfortunately he had his dark calculations. It took a whole night to laugh and stop, and it became what it is now..."

"..." The people who finally learned the truth are silent again. Is this the legendary... is it extremely sad? !

Xia Yuqing listened to the beginning and end of the matter, a small mouth, quite a bit of a loss of the head down, from time to time to say and stop to send a few sad eyes toward Yan dye.

Seeing that Yan Yan’s mouth is a pumping, for Mao to know that he has not been destroyed by the hot hand, then the girl will be such a disappointing expression? Do you dare to have the sound of the crowning comforts? Really... enough!

"But, it was clear that it was Taifu who had a flower thief in the night, and was sorrowful, and mourned! I have confirmed it several times before and after, and I have no reason to hear it wrong!" Xia Yuqing looked tangled Muttering.

The Yan dyed double slammed and shriveled, and the double scorpion suddenly fell on the windy body behind Xia Yuqing.

The wind smashed and raised a brow, and smiled faintly toward Yan dyeing. He asked: "Which is the red plum in the mouth of love? Is it here?"

The voice just fell, Xia Yuqing, behind a beautiful and delicate little girl, came out and whispered: "I have seen the emperor, the slave is the red plum. The slave is not intentional. The slave is just listening to the emperor this morning." The little plum's father-in-law mentioned that today's Tai Fu adults were ill, and they asked a few more questions. I just mentioned that this morning, Lu Rui’s sister mentioned that the capital is not very peaceful, and the slaves will mention Tai Fu. It is said that the original is from the emperor's side, the slaves are not the original words. The emperor Mingjian, the slave is a courage, not dare to make it private!"

The implication is that this rumor has always been like this. She is only acting as a vocal tube accidentally. After all, it is a soy sauce. Now I am looking for something to change to find her!

"Little Plum?" The gaze of the wind swept away behind him, and finally settled on a confused little **** on the left.

The servant was given a name, and the little plum was smashed in all directions, and was pushed by another small **** behind him. Only then did he remember that the people in the house were talking about people...it was himself.

"Forgiveness on the ring, forgiveness on the ring, slavery is not intentional, the slaves really did not spread the rumors, the slaves did not know why it became like this, the slaves..." The little **** stunned and threw himself to the ground. Shouted shivering.

"On the ring?" Xia Yuqing stunned, and looked back at the dark and difficult face. "The emperor, this little **** is calling you?"

The wind smashed and slammed, and said: "Look up."

The little **** was in a stiff, slowly raised his head, the delicate little face was childish, and he smiled in front of him, showing a big white teeth with a mouth, how to look silly! and many more……

"Little Plums father, what are the two grooves in front of you?" Xia Yuqing pointed to the small **** in the mouth that was originally two incisors, but now there is nothing but a small black hole, curiously asked.

"Back to the goddess, this is the night before the slaves started the night on the Mao, accidentally knocked down the steps."

"You said where are you from the night?" Xia Yuqing got closer and asked again.

"Maofan."

"Where?"

"Maofan."

Xia Yuqing looked a whole face, and the words changed suddenly: "You said that Tai Fu is because of what happened today."

"Weigh the disease." The little **** was stunned.

"What disease?"

"**."

"What disease?" Xia Yuqing's tone rose a few degrees with excitement.

"**." The voice of the little **** also unconsciously followed her up a few degrees.

The small eunuch's sharp voice stunned for a long time in the room of Nuo Da, and then the room was once again in a dead silence.

Xia Yuqing swallowed and swallowed, and smiled and turned to the face of the black half of the Yan Ding Road: "The beauty is too Fu, you don't be too angry, how bad is the body is not worth it? This palace is not intentional to see this little eunuch, You have a lot of adults, forgive him."

Yan dyed a black face that almost squeezed the ink, and pulled the pipa on the side of the hoe. A tea ink on the top of the line wrote: "In the future, people will hear the word "selling" from your mouth. Ben Taifu pulled your tongue! And I explained it to those who said this."

Written here, Yan dyed his hand and shook a little, almost directly poked a thin Jinpai out of a hole, this Taifu's famous name can not be folded on such a small **** who spoke the wind, Nima is too abused There is wood!

"Ah? Also explain?" The little eunuch's little face was a bit difficult to reveal.

"How? Is it difficult?" asked the wind and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh..." Finally, someone couldn't help but laugh out, and everyone immediately gathered their eyes on the red plum.

Hongmei saw everyone coming over and said, "The emperor, Taifu adults don't know. This little plum son is not famous in the palace. I also like to talk to the aunts of the clothing bureau about some of the palaces. People in the palace know that the aunts of the dressing bureau are the ones who love to chew the tongue. This half-day effort, the news of Taifu** is afraid. It is already..."

It has been spread throughout the palace and even the palace! Hongmei’s words have already said this, and everyone can’t understand it. In the blink of an eye, everyone’s eyes on Yan dyeing bring a bit of sympathy.

This is because of the tragedy caused by the wind leak! After Xia Yuqing just finished feeling, he felt that the black thing was hitting his side and fluttering.

The next second, with a bang, the little **** who was stunned and confused could not find out the situation and called the oncoming weapon to faint.

Xia Yuqing carefully blinked the small **** white tender face on the bright shoe print, in his heart for a moment of silence, then looked back and looked at the double cold, like a ghost, staring at his own Yan dye, laughing two channels : "The beauty is too fussy, and the body is broken. Some people have to be distressed. This palace knows that the beauty is too sick to be in bed, and specially asked people to take a supplement to the imperial dining room, bringing the Tai Fu to the body. Don't put the supplements up soon, hurry up."

Green Core received the eyes of Xia Yuqing, and went forward with respect and respectfulness: "Tai Fu, this red jujube Codonopsis stewed pig's trotter is the maiden to let the slaves prepare for you."

"Red dates Codonopsis stewed pig's trotters." The windy eyes of the cockroaches are dangerous. They look at the eyes of Xia Yuqing and bring a bit of grievances. His woman has never given him half a courtesy to enter the palace, but now it is another A man is preparing to make up a meal. It is... It seems that he needs to let his little rabbits in his own house understand who is her real owner!

The idea of ​​being sour and slick did not last long, and it was broken by Yan Guan’s old butler who did not know when to start acting as the spirit behind.

"Cough, clear and sorrowful, according to the old slaves, this red date Codonopsis stewed pig's trotters is specially used for women who have just given birth to a baby."

"..." Yan dyed the hand that stretched out and was hard in the air, and the small heart that had not healed was suddenly filled again.

He Wenzhong found that he was in a state of silence all the time. He turned his head and wondered. "Is it true that men can also get milk? You are really amazing!"

Yan dye: "..."

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