Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

It didn't take long for the weak to return to the table, and there were people sitting next to him.

She looked at Shi Zi Ye in surprise.

Did he force the battle to end so quickly?

She stared at the person, the other person's eyes drifting away by an inch.

Um? Something is wrong.

"Did you do something wrong with me behind your back." So weak pinched, there was an ominous premonition.

Jingli poured a few cups of tea, and said, "Would you like to eat cakes? I will peel them for you?"

So weak: "..."

Who eats the pie and peels it, why don't you change the subject naturally?

She was so weak and was led into the ditch, thinking about whether the peeling of the cookie would be more delicious.

The couple delved into the topic of food, and the poem on the stage came to an end. Prime Minister Su’s daughter won the first prize. The poem was full of affection, and the princess’s face was distorted, but it was voted again. , No matter how domineering she was, she didn't dare to confront the jewels of the Manchu Civil and Martial Arts, so she hypocritically agreed.

As weak as he contributed applause, he whispered to Xiao Shizi, "Have you noticed murderous auras around us?"

"Have it?"

Jing Li pretended to be calm, "You think too much."

"Really. It's weird. Did Wuling change his clothes? Why is his hair wet?"

After all, as a rare "hybrid male" in the field, his so weak face control was also taken away by him.

Jingli doesn't like to listen to this.

"What does his change of clothes have to do with you?" He gritted his teeth a bit, "Do you still covet his body as strong as a cow?"

"It's the abdominal muscles." He was so weak that he could not help but despise him, and bit his ears in a low voice.

"I, I am exquisite and subtle!" He flushed.

"You are just lazy and don't like to practice."

"In the peaceful and prosperous age, what is there to practice." The son of the world is pampered and has no sense of crisis. "I don't learn from those brazen men who dance with knives and guns!"

So weak and indifferent, I didn't know who was excited and took a kitchen knife and walked around.

He suddenly lost his confidence.

"Then, can't I learn something."

The intimate conversation between the two fell under the eyes of Wuling Hulu.

He averted his sight, moved from the fluttering dresses of the women to the lacquered pillars, over the glazed tiles, and pointed directly at the sky.

The snow-blue wolf teeth injected a ray of sunlight to refract the dazzling light.

His eyes were sharp and sharp.

The princess’s lavish lychee banquet has become a chat after dinner in the capital. With some poems spreading, the list of beauties in Beijing has undergone new changes. Miss Su Jia replaced Miss Han Jia and took the first place in the air. This kind of "future prince concubine who I am" momentum. Rong Miaojuan just sneered slightly at this, but a short-lived ghost, whoever wanted the crown prince to take it.

As for the royal couples who ate and drank together, they were perfectly mixed as passers-by.

In the skill of fishing, the weak and Shiziye are a natural match.

She has to relax with her front feet, and he has to go to the latrine on his hind feet. Princess Jing expressed despair over their "lazy cancer", and she simply didn't see it.

In a blink of an eye, another few months passed, and the Queen Mother's birthday feast was at hand.

This birthday banquet process is cumbersome. Two meals are required. Noon is a state banquet, and the evening is a family banquet. The most weak thing is the imperial palace’s rule that you can’t pack after eating. If you move a couple of chopsticks, they all fall down. In the bucket. As for the morning, the wives must dress up, put on their own court clothes of the corresponding level, go to the palace for peace, chat with the queen mother, watch the drama, and talk about the festive scenes.

She was tossed up early in the morning to get dressed.

"How can you sleep like this?"

Shi Ziye was a little helpless, "reach out and put on sleeves."

She obediently did it.

He clasped her with one hand, fastened the woman's beautiful placket, and gave her the rules of the Science Palace, "When the time comes, you will follow your mother, don't run around, and don't talk casually, there are too many monsters there. You are not their opponent. Forbearance is over. Don't try to speak for a while." Although Shi Ziye grew up from the rich and beautiful, he still knows some things.

"What if I can't hold it back?"

"Then take care of her, the sky is falling down and the Lord will support you."

Smiled at him so weakly, "Oh, so majestic."

Jing Lisong gave her a glance.

Shi Ziye's stature has changed a lot, just like Yangliu is green at the beginning of spring, and the whole person is full of vitality. He changed into his normal clothes, light crimson gauze robe, golden jade belt, and luxurious clothes, like a bunch of flames and flowers.

The fragile life suits are similar in color, but they are obviously more complicated. The gold thread runs through the clouds, the jade beads fall on the waist, and the costumes are gorgeously decorated, seemingly like a fairy concubine.

After changing into this body, Jing Lei lost his senses for a moment before he hurriedly concealed his gaffe, and said, "You... The resentment of "deceived marriage" walked in, where did you notice the beauty of the bride?

He pretends again, "I will wear less in the future. You can't suppress the red color of this kind of masturbation bag."

The main reason is that it is too attractive to wear, and it is so gorgeous, as if there is a hook in the eyes.

She was so weak and gave him a pair of white-eyed hooks, and the guy in the red dress full of cabinets was not qualified to say her!

He pretended not to see.

The carriage for entering the palace was prepared early in the morning.

So weak came out, two cars stopped at the door.

Princess Jing got into the carriage one step ahead of her, with a stove in her arms, and stabs at each other as usual, "What are you still daunting? Do you want the queen mother to wait for you?"

"What's the hurry, our house is the closest to the palace, so we don't need to delay it for a moment."

Jing Lei said carelessly, "Mother, we can't be too impatient when we're squeezing rice, so we lose our share of the Prince's Mansion."

King King: "..."

She knew she shouldn't speak!

This pair has completely "combined with each other"!

"Where's the windshield?"

Jing Lei turned his face back, and the female envoy lowered her head to hold the golden plate.

He squeezed the sides of the fox fur collar, shook it away, wrapped her tightly, and stuffed her with a small warm delicate hand stove.

"Then we'll see you at noon." He reluctantly took her into the car, and said, "Your stomach has been getting fat recently. Remember to eat less."

So weak: "..."

Did he forget who used her body to eat supper?

She squeezed the other person's waist, heard a hiss, and got in the car with satisfaction.

Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk.

The carriage leaves from the Prince's Mansion.

"Carp."

"Carp!"

"Jing carp!!"

Jing Li returned to his senses and touched his head embarrassedly, "Father, what do you call me?"

Lord Jing was not angry, "Come to the study with Dad."

Jing Lei gave a cry, and went away obediently.

The study is in the West Pavilion, and I have walked a long way.

Jing Li absently thought about the weak round face, fleshy, why didn't he squeeze it before leaving?

After entering the study, King Jing closed the door and touched the vase on the shelf.

There was no mechanism under the scroll. He took out a wooden box and placed it solemnly in Jing Li's hand.

"In this box is a list you can trust. You must not lose it. Our Jing family's comeback may depend on this network. However, these are all fate. Exactly, live your little life as a commoner, and let your father rest assured."

"Father, what are you talking about?"

He is a bit confused by the second monk.

"You are impatient, can't hide things, and easily leak out the wind, so Dad keeps it from you."

King King sighed, "Today's birthday banquet is a Hongmen banquet. The Wuling A clan has long been rebellious. The Wuqi has already come to the city. However, none of the ministers of the court has disclosed that. Why do you think? The Queen Mother’s birthday cost a total of six million. Two, the treasury is empty, and famines are everywhere, but the court does not pay attention to it. Your father and I have written many times, but my Majesty has rejected it."

Jing Li was shocked, "What?!"

"Nevertheless, whether these anti-thief is taking the emperor to make the princes or wanting to build a new dynasty with blood, we Jing clan are always their flesh and nails. The ministers may be able to change the royal court and earn the reputation of a three-dynasty veteran, but We rulers can’t. Lei’er, father is old, this inch of spine will be broken if it is broken, but you are different, you are still young, you must live on."

King Jing said, "When you wait, you will change into a patrol officer's uniform and go to the city gate. Someone will pick you up."

Jing Lei caught a glimpse of his father's hair turned pale.

The young man, who had never felt sad, was suddenly panicked.

"Then, what about you, daddy?"

"I and the emperor are brothers and sisters. As a younger brother, naturally I have to accompany him on the last journey."

"...The mother?"

"Don't worry, her carriage has been changed a long time ago. When you leave the city gate, you will be able to meet your mother. In the days to come, you will have to be filial to her. There are also some elderly people in the King's Mansion who are talking to your father. From birth to death, you will be your right-hand man in the future. You must treat them well..."

He listened for a long time, and listened to this man who had blessed him for seventeen years orderly arranging the man and horse, and the big tree was about to fall, still caring for the birds on it.

Everyone was taken care of in the escape plan, except for his wife.

"Father, how weak is it?"

He plucked up the courage to ask, even naively, "Is she different from my mother in a different vehicle, is it for better arrangements?"

The middle-aged man was silent.

Jing Li hated his brain turning so fast at this moment.

How could it be better arranged?

That is bait, abandoned child, a target that confuses the true and the false!

"I told her to come back!"

He turned around without hesitation and left.

"Come back!" King Jing was furious, "Are you trying to make everyone aware of it? Do you want to get out of your body?! It's just a woman, and the Rong family forced you into it. Since you can't be pleased, What about giving up?"

"Who said she wouldn't like me?"

His eyes were red, and for the first time he was angry at the man he admired.

"I like her! I forbid you to leave her!!"

King King repeatedly scolded him as a jerk.

"Do you really want to **** you off? If you are a big thing, you don't care about the trivial, a small woman, if you come out in the future, there are so many charms! If you don't even have such a cruel tool, how can you be like those wolf-hearted? How can you talk about grand plans and great causes? How can Dad face the ancestors and ancestors?!"

"The ancestors were ashamed of relying on women to survive!" Jing Li scolded, "Let the beloved woman be a bait, but flee for his life, what kind of man! Even if I die, I will die righteously!"

"You rebellious son!!"

The middle-aged man's chest rises and falls, "Since you have to be obsessed with not realizing it-come, tie up the son and take it out of the city directly!"

The dark room of the study opened, and a few clever young men walked out.

"Sir, you are offended."

"Boom—"

His elbow smashed the plum bottle abruptly, and the fragments stuck into the flesh, blood snaking all the way from the elbow to the wrist bone. Jingli picked up the sharpest piece of it, as if he could not feel the pain, and pressed it against his neck.

"Give me a horse."

His hands are shaking.

"What are you doing in a daze, not happy—" Wang Ye Jing was shocked.

"Horse. I want a horse."

He squeezed tightly, the porcelain piece pressed against his face, making scarlet marks.

Ticking.

The drop of blood rolled off.

The young ghost-like eyes are chilling.

"drive-"

Turning on his horse, stepping on the golden saddle, the blood-filled hand reined in the reins.

Facing the sky full of wind, cold and snow, he did not hesitate to rush towards the Jinlin imperial city reduced to purgatory.

He wants to bring her back.

Bring it back safely.

He said that he would like to bless her every year.