I heard that Niangniang is nearsighted

Chapter 444
The saintess of the southern country is very beautiful. A pair of emerald green eyes are like shining gemstones under the light, with a thick vitality that is different from that in the deep palace. Looking into it makes people think of the lush forest swaying in spring. The cat's eyes are round And long and narrow, like a noble cat, people worship at her feet.

The purple clothes carry the mystery and nobility of a saint, but also imperceptibly carry a touch of temptation and exotic style.

As women, of course they are the most sensitive to women. They immediately noticed the beauty of the saintess when she appeared, but what they didn't expect was that Fan Zhaorong actually found another way and became the only one who made the saintess of the southern country treat him differently. Concubine.

Ruo Cairen sat at the head, pinching the handkerchief in his hand, and hated Fan Zhaorong very much.

Hate her life so well, hate why she can soar all the way.

An Baolin sat here for a while, then got up to leave.

There are strange clouds everywhere in the palace.
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Luo Temple

[Queen hate value +99]

[Lin Meiren hate value +99]

[If only people hate value +99]

[Zheng Xiuyi hatred value +99]

……

in the palace
The tall and handsome emperor was holding a catkin with his head down to write, and he held Fan Manman with a delicate face in his arms.

The person in his arms paused suddenly, and subconsciously paused the pen in his direction, and suddenly a dot of ink appeared on the words on it.

"What?" Gu Jinghuai's deep and magnetic voice rang in Fan Manman's ears, like a subwoofer described in a novel, making Fan Manman's legs weak, and she shook her head.

It's just that he was concentrating on practicing calligraphy, and was suddenly shocked by a large wave of hatred reminders.

Now she is already a calm Fan*Dan Ding* Man Man.

It's just a sudden wave of 99+ hatred, don't panic, don't panic.

"Tired?" The man put down the pen in her hand, and rubbed his rough fingertips on her white and tender forehead.

Fan Manman turned around and hugged the man's thin waist, and buried herself in his broad chest, "I'm not tired, I don't want to write anymore."

"Then I won't write." With a smile on his face, the man stroked her hair pamperingly.

Turning around and placing the lazy person on the chair, Gu Jinghuai returned to the table, picked up the pen, and dealt with the ink marks. He spent an ink plum to hide the ink marks in the ink plum, perfect No trace.

And on the paper, there are - Gu Jinghuai and Fan Manman.

The names of both of them.

Gu Jinghuai took the paperweight down, and after the ink on it dried, he asked Su Ruxu to take it out and frame it.

As soon as he turned his head, Gu Jinghuai saw Fan Manman lowering her head in distress, her eyes...

Gu Jinghuai raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a little evil in his black eyes. He quietly walked in front of Fan Manman, and suddenly asked, "Where is Manman looking? Hmm?"

"No, no!" Fan Manman blushed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and quickly withdrew her gaze.

She just glanced subconsciously just now, but who knew that Gu Jinghuai happened to bump into her.

According to Jing Huai's bad personality, how could he let Fan Manman go so easily? He looked at Fan Manman with a half-smile, and suddenly stepped forward, easily bent his hand through Fan Manman's leg, and put one hand on her back , put one hand on the crook of her leg, picked her up, pushed aside the bead curtain, and walked inside.

The bead curtains were scattered and collided with each other to make a crisp sound.

Such as Ming Peihuan.

Gu Jinghuai put the man on the bed and pushed him up.

The handsome and impeccable emperor's mouth had a curve that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. His narrow eyes were like obsidian, carrying a fascinating charm. His facial features were deep, his lines were clean and neat, and his thin lips were close at hand.

"What are you looking at?" the man asked again.

Fan Manman played dead.

　Tickets are coming to the bowl~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)