MTL - The Beloved Imperial Consort-Chapter 337 Junyan

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Outside the gate of the Six Emperor's House, Shu Shu arranged the shackles with Wan Jingwen and Zhang to hurriedly bid farewell to Helian's. After a small half hour, she sent her two and squatted to the **** fleet, all the way down the river. Go to Jingzhou.

In Fanghuayuan, Su Shirou sighed with a long sigh of relief, and picked up a collection of poems with a slightly curled footer on the side of the pillow.

Dai Wei added hot tea to her, silently exited the door, and finally glanced at her, only helplessly shaking her head. At this time, the master has used his skills to make up the knowledge, and to cater to His Royal Highness and what is the use...

Because of the critical situation in the front of the temple, the women in the backyard have lost their minds. I don’t have to send it to my life, I hope that my Highness will get better soon, and I will return to the house early. Unfettered Ji Yun, always lost the husband, no cuddling. As for whether His Highness can earn military strength, except for the two high positions on the house, the woman next to him is almost not very concerned. The Sixth Highness did not wait to see them in such a low-key "fun", no one knows the emperor's house. It is how the king of the royal family is, and he will not give them a good look.

From this day on, He Lianminmin coincided with Su Shirou, and each of them invited Bodhisattva in the yard. In the ****, they prayed for incense, and even eating, they were much better. The news was passed to the palace, and the Shu-Yi Niang was not sneered at it.

In the Moganling military camp, the soldiers who have been infected with the epidemic have been quarantined. The military doctors often go to the hospital for treatment. Due to the insufficient number, this day is almost **** in everyone’s eyes. There is an hour every day. The rest is not easy.

Mu Xiyao was deliberately separated from the coach's camp, lazy and yawned, holding a quilt and burying his head and burying his head, getting up and getting up. In the rumors, the person who “has a high fever and stays in bed” is a high-profile singer. After he is in danger of sitting in the book, he looks at the paper from time to time.

Seeing the collapse of the little woman, the little woman twisted her body and licked her small buttocks. The scorpion raised by Zong Zhenglin fell down again. Such a lazy thing, saying that it is a waiter, is actually relying on it to be more happy than before.

Without his son, she was asked to take care of her. Mu Xiyao made a lazy hair, and happened to have a good night's sleep. On most of the day, she was on the couch or slept sweetly, or she was so soft when she blinked. When you look at the Zong Zhenglin, you can't hold it. It was really badly picked up by her, and the two of them were in the middle of it. So sneaky, the six halls will be better.

Adding to the enchantress is not a safe place, the body is delicate and soft, the fragrance is soft, and know how to slap it to meet him. Only when Zong Zhenglin is provoked, there is a bite, but it is also said to be loaded with a medical record. . Such a pressure on the body, the body naturally burns the fire, the pulse is not stable. There is no need for his internal force to be a fake, and the royal doctor is already anxious.

It has already entered the spring, and the outside is still as cold as the cold winter. In the eyes of the uninformed, it is a desperate moment. Everyone is holding on to the stock, and they are not allowed to relax. However, though there are two layers of thick credits in the central camp, the two people who have their own calculations have a strong spring and are uncomfortable.

"Get up and use some food to sleep again." Put aside the ink, Zong Zhenglin came to the front of the couch, and the fingers were opened. She would wrap her hair with only the brocade, and see the red dragonfly, the very attractive face. The relatives licked his fingertips. Also with warmth, and the sweet smell of the woman's body.

"Don't love blinking." Looking for such an excuse for excuses, the little mouth was swaying to poke his fingers on her cheeks. The red lips were sucking under his eyelids, and at the end he bit his fingertips with his teeth. "His Royal Highness is disturbed and sleeps early in the morning, and I am impatient to be bullied by you. The rabbit is anxious and biting." At this moment, she slept stunned, and she was so weak that she would have to make a mark.

The rabbit is really anxious to bite. Zong Zhenglin smiled in the middle of the room, and she was bitten by her heart. She licked her little mouth that caused trouble, and the twilight sank. Pulling out the fingertips and licking the bright water stains on the top, the six halls half of the eyes closed, wiped the liquid on his lips, and then licked his mouth.

"The taste is very good." Then she licked her small face and was facing him. For a moment, she stretched out her arms and walked behind her neck, holding the woman with her head slightly back in her arms.

Looking up at the neck like this, it seems to be close to the lips to invite him. Zong Zhenglin saw it and loved it. She leaned over to the extreme and gave her a small mouth. The kiss was deep and embarrassing.

This grinning fairy, when people are not awake, they are screaming at him. How do you look at how to look at him? Sixth Highness conscious that she was the best bullying at this time, and she was willing to let go.

He accepted his kiss, and the enchantress was very gasping, and the little mouth was not idle. "His Royal Highness is tied up, where is the sickness, it is clearly feeding the tiger." Boss adults are fiercer than tigers.

The eyebrows rolled up her little tongue, and Zong Zhenglin slowly stroked her brows with her thin thumb. "The two of the family don't have the taste, but this is only fine, and the whole body is filled with demon, which is in line with the heart of the temple. So, is it sweet?"

shameless! Secretly swearing, the loose eyelashes of the scorpion trembled, first exposed the seams, and then smashed it twice.

The autumn water is bright, the ripples in the lake are rippled, and the demon is charming and glaring at him for a long while, and suddenly he reaches out and touches Zong Zhenglin's face. "His Royal Highness is handsome, and I look at it."

Early in the morning, I was holding a beautiful man, and the cold was cold. I couldn’t help but look at the soft color. "This sword eyebrows look good, and the nose of Ying Ting is also good-looking. The narrow and long-eyed Fengmian is the most eye-catching. It is no wonder that the little girl outside has harmed the Acacia old man and remembered and robbed people." The small hand that made the chaos could not stand in Zong Zhenglin's face. Every time I talked about it, I rushed forward and sneaked into the air. The eyes were bright and bright, and it was praised and unhappy.

"The old man at home said that the man with thin lips is thin." The finger pressed against his lower lip, and the enchantress was extremely serious. He intended to put this into practice.

"In addition to your heart and liver, the woman next to you, Your Highness, you can go with your heart, and you are a heart." Pamper you, you must keep it, and you will be the one who loves you.

Zong Zhenglin shook her arms slightly, and finally she couldn't resist it. She laughed out loud. Low and low pressure with a voice, the sixth face of a handsome face reveals a smile, straight to see Mu Xi Yao scorpion flashing, like stealing a cat.

Her family’s good man grows well and earns...

Teach him to be cold and lucky, but also to be a heart with him? That's why you don't want to say anything about it. "Baoqi." Bite her delicate nose, Zong Zhenglin Fengfeng micro-conformity, my heart ironing, where I do not know her this is ulterior motives.

Yesterday, the secret guards were sent to the newspapers, and everyone in the palace pretended to copy the book, and the group was pious and praying. That Shinzong Zhenglin had swept two lines, and he took a slap in the candlestick and burned it clean.

At this moment, the little woman is praised and relatives. It is nothing more than a thoughtful face, fearing that he feels that the instrument is detrimental. In rare words, there was a lot of joy, and I didn’t take the letter yesterday. I suddenly found out that she could not twist her mind. The woman in the house called him a woman who had vomited. usefulness.

The man of the tyrannical python is deeply glaring at her, and is tempted. "Not the identity of the emperor of this temple?"

Knowing that she will be annoyed, Zong Zhenglin just waited. The little woman especially loves to bite under the anger, so the little bit is strong, and for him, it is very beautiful.

Sure enough, Mu Xiyao’s scorpion stunned, and the small flames in his eyes jumped wildly. "Tell you to fall down!" A small mouth rushed up, biting Zong Zhenglin's throat, and yelling at his back and numbness, holding his breath, only to refresh his voice. Such enjoyment, the Sixth Highness is not willing to interrupt early.

Two people who are entangled in a sweet love, which is not a swindle like a fox.

Sixth Highness took the opportunity to find a beautiful woman to vote, Fengfeng half open and half, the eyes are satisfied.

The enchantress answered with conviction and was not afraid of being exposed by him.

Prince status? She can't do anything like this. She is clearly directed at the future dragon chair of boss adults!

Above the canal, the ship passed through Jinzhou and left the dock. Zhu Jin took all the way, so it was easy to avoid others' eyes and enter Wan's cabin in the second floor.

"The master, the slaves sneaked out of the boat to buy, some people sneaked up and secretly stuffed a letter." From the sleeve pocket to pick up a thing, but the stack is square, very delicate and a letter letter.

Wan Jingwen stunned her son, so she would be a son, but the woman was able to find her door at a small time. That is to say, someone on the boat secretly reported to her?

"I will go out and tell you carefully later, and ask him to be careful. There are people on the ship who have been placed in the house of the Eighth Hall."

She also arranged for a close confidant, which took a lot of effort, but she could only mix it with the boat behind. Herrens was able to inquire about the whereabouts of her master and servant, apparently arranged for the same boat to see. That woman is very powerful, even the people assigned by the emperor can wear eyeliner. Or, it is the imperial power of the Eighth Hall...

Unfolding the letter, the paper is small and graceful, and I don’t know Herren’s. I thought that this book was from the hand of a woman. It’s a pity that the woman is a drug lord, and she is going to make plans for her everywhere. In the end, she just said: I thought of the way to show up in front of my Highness, and she was opened by her, bringing the widow of Xicheng back to Beijing. It is not good to be able to just enter the door of the emperor's house. It is good to be outside and to be an outside room.

He Lianqi counted a few counts of Mu Xiyao, and finally reflected on the reason for finding out that he could not succeed. The woman was unscrupulous and full of enthusiasm, but she was adored by Zong Zhenglin and was willing to trust her. The two people do not leave the day, she is no different from Mu Xiyao and the Sixth Highness at the same time, so there may be a share of this!

After thinking about this, He Lianzhen had a use of the woman who could hook up the six-seat woman in the border town. The woman who raised the locality has the ability to confuse Zong Zhenglin, and she should always compete with Mu Xiyao. The grace is divided out, and the woman who draws the same phoenix with her is no longer an inorganic one.

It is a pity that He Lianzhen believed that he could hold the handle of Wanshi, but he did not know that this woman was not a worry at all. Wan Jingwen’s ambition is much more than her. Taking advantage of the prophetic consciousness of the last generation, she went to take the favor from the widow. Want her to bring the monk back to Beijing? Daydreaming!