Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

He Lishu was torn away in half and swallowed in the stomach of the Dog Emperor, and the remaining half was almost waste paper.

I was so weak after watching for a long time, but I couldn’t find anyone to throw the garbage, so I just half-sold it for nothing, and put it in his arms, adding, "This is what your majesty eats by himself, and it has nothing to do with your concubine. If your majesty ascends to heaven, remember not to Come find a concubine."

Yan Xiaoyi was so angry that she smiled.

"Don't worry, I walk with one foot in front, and you have to keep up with the second foot. This burial, you have to die if you don't die."

Such a weak stared at him with foolish eyes, "Your Majesty is dead, this harem is the concubine's land, and the concubine does not want to die. Can your Majesty pop out of the coffin and strangle me?"

Yan Weak Yi choked.

He faintly felt abdominal cramps.

"Li Jinxi, get me in!"

The door of the study was open, and the two court ladies were not far away, their heads almost hanging on the ground.

A weak voice replied, "Your Majesty, Grandpa Li is in the kitchen."

His Majesty just wore a pair of nasty pants and rushed to chase the pig angrily. He also asked the general manager Li Jinxi to go to the small kitchen to get a kitchen knife. Then, Li went in and stopped coming out.

Yan Qianyi said that the weather fell into anger, becoming angry.

"Let him roll over!"

A court lady screamed, and ran to the small kitchen in a hurry, and fell on the way. No way, she stayed in Chaofeng Palace for five years, and it was the first time she saw this kind of big battle. His Majesty seldom made such a big anger before, at most he left with a sneer, and then the queen empress cried silently.

Instead, it was upside down now, and the empress was calm, and chased her majesty like a stray dog, going crazy at every turn.

too frightening!

The palace maid ran into the small kitchen with lingering fears. The first celebrity in front of her Majesty, Grandpa Li, held a whisk, and chatted with Wang Yuchu who was kneading dough in their small kitchen.

Wang Yuchu: "You said hats and hats, don't be picky eaters, eat everything, as long as the queen is fed by the empress, eat cleanly, but behaved!"

Grandpa Li: "Oh, it's a blessing to be able to eat, that little ancestor of our family, he didn't even bother when he was in front of you! Your Majesty said that this noble temper followed the empress, cough, our family didn't say anything. "

Wang Yuchu: "Understand, ancestors, how can I not confess?"

Grandpa Li: “It’s been hot these days, and the little ancestor has become more picky about eating. Two meals a day and two rows. Do you think this is normal? Our family is also raising pigs for the first time. We have slightly insufficient experience. We have to ask Master Wang. Learn from it."

Wang Yuchu: "It's easy to say, I have a pig raising handbook, and I will send it to you when it is sorted out!"

Grandpa Li: "Oh, Master Wang, thank you so much!"

The maid opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't get involved in the professional topic of the two of them, so she had to sink her dantian and increase the volume, "Father-in-law, your majesty is calling you over!"

Li Jinxi had to say sorry to his new friend pig, and ran over.

Your Majesty is getting angry in the study.

"Your Majesty, the minister is here!"

Yan Qianyi stared at the weak on the ground, and said solemnly, "Cloth me."

Even the weak are not like him.

Manager Li looked at this, and then at that. They were all big Buddhas he couldn't afford to offend, so he had to say, "Your Majesty, the ministers are waiting for you?"

Yan Qianyi had thought of so far, but saw that such a weak serving Piggy was more concerned than serving him, so she couldn't get angry.

"Zhen is so weak, change my clothes!!!"

What was she doing so loudly, she was not deaf.

Is the male lead’s vital capacity one match one? Isn't it okay to be gentle and elegant?

So weak and misfortune drew in the east, "Public Li, are you ready to take care of your uncle?"

What uncle! Is he very old?

Yan Qianyi arrested the person personally, holding her thin layer of neck with two fingers, "Would you like to wear it?"

She was so weak and raised her eyelids. She picked up a piece of clothing for him in a perfunctory manner and put it on him. The blue veins on the head of Yan weak's clothing violently jumped, "Wear profanity first, just the white one, don’t you understand? You’re still a woman. !"

The Queen Empress glanced at him and hurt each other.

"Your Majesty didn't wear clothes for the concubine, so why should the concubine understand it alone?"

Yan Qianyi felt a cerebral hemorrhage, and he covered her mouth in annoyance, and cursed, "You have nothing to stop, shut up!"

So weak opened his mouth and bit him.

The skin is too thick to bite.

Instead, it bites people's spirits.

Beasts.

The Queen Gou maintained a posture silently, and then looked at Grandpa Li at the same time.

"???"

What is he doing?

Father Li, who has been an **** for many years, didn't understand men's minds very well, so he asked politely, "Your Majesty, Madam, do you want to pass on food?"

So weak, "Give your uncle a little bit of fire--"

She was covered by the dog man again.

The Dog Emperor drove Grandpa Li out of the study, picked up another coat, threw it on his head as weak as revenge, and hurriedly studied in the pile of clothes by himself.

Li Gonggong, who was shut outside, felt wronged.

So what does your Majesty Hundred Thousand urge him to do?

When the dog emperor was sweating and wrapped himself up, he was lying on the beauty chair, so weak, holding a fan, and fanning leisurely, "Your Majesty, go slowly, this leg of my concubine is useless, I will not send it far."

Yan Qianyi kicked the door viciously.

"That's the ground, I'll be a pig again!"

He rushed away angrily, making a lot of noise.

Now all the harem knew that the harem had angered the dog emperor, and everyone gloated.

The imperial concubine grabbed the veil in her Yongchang Palace and walked around, "Why does the old godly woman suddenly annoy your majesty? What good is it for her?"

She thought of the weird behavior of the weak in recent days, "Could it be that she really feels that her Majesty is so affectionate, and she turns to her own palace? It is said that if a woman is disappointed with a man to the extreme, she will treat the same woman...Oh! This palace was born so beautiful!"

The turmoil in the harem also affected the dining room, and the women from all walks of life were happy, and stuffed a little red envelope into the dining room, asking them to make more good things and come out to celebrate the whole world. The servings are fixed, but additional orders are also allowed. As long as the red envelopes are thick and do not exceed too many ingredients, the chefs will turn a blind eye.

Everyone in the dining room is doing a lot of work.

Yuan Qiao'er couldn't practice cutting vegetables, so she could only do the job of cooking stove girl. She was so busy and sweaty that she still had injuries on her hands. She was forced to run around by the cooks, which inevitably made her a little aggrieved. After all, yesterday she was not treated like this.

Busy till late at night, Yuan Qiao'er knocked on her stiff back, and went back to the house.

She thought of the little **** again.

The little **** has many tricks and can always make her happy.

He didn't come today, is he also very busy?

Yuan Qiao'er tossed and couldn't sleep, and decided to sneak out to find her little eunuch. To be so weak, this heroine's halo is better than anything else. You let a little cannon fodder stay up at night and go to the palace to try? Trigger the death ending in minutes! Yuan Qiaoer pulled the weeds away, got into a dog hole, and came to Lenggong.

It was here that she met the little **** for the first time.

At the time of the night, she wandered casually and found that a small flame had burst out from Lenggong, and she was shocked. When she looked closer, she realized that a little **** had inserted a joss stick and burned a thick stack of paper ingots. It was a weird scene, but Yuan Qiao'er was stunned. The moonlight was bright and the smoke was lingering. The little **** had an unusually handsome face, and the jumping light and shadow illuminated his eyebrows, like a big monster sucking blood and drinking marrow in the script.

She fell slightly.

Leaning on the heroine's halo, Yuan Qiao'er tonight still found the little **** sitting on the stairs smoothly. He took off his small gauze crown and hat, revealing his thick black hair, and his ugly, khaki-colored clothes were even more ugly. There was a romantic and unrestrained taste.

Yuan Qiao'er's heartbeat was a little fast, and she pretended to say hello naturally, "What a coincidence, you are also here."

The little **** turned his head and showed her eight teeth.

Yuan Qiao'er is more of the same hand.

What's the matter with this little eunuch, who is extraordinarily sultry tonight?

"Tomorrow is your birthday, do you want to go out of the palace for a trip?"

Yuan Qiao'er was very moved, but she didn't expect her to say it casually, and the other party actually remembered it. But this trip to the palace, lonely man and widow, is not so good, right? She hasn't figured it out yet. Yuan Qiao'er reluctantly refused, but the other party was really tough, and finalized the time and place in one breath, asking her to take a half-day off and go out shopping.

Yuan Qiao'er lowered his head shyly.

The next day, she clocked in and went to work, and found that the imperial concubine and concubine Shu were absent. It was said that she was unwell.

She was disappointed. The real warriors should go forward bravely. How could they give up halfway? She was waiting for them to **** her!

In addition to being weak, there are five main concubines in the harem. Among them, the three concubines such as Xian Fei, Liang Fei, and De Fei, all went to Wushan to worship Buddha with the Queen Mother, and only came back half a month later.

Suddenly, two opponents were missing, and the rest were all shrimp soldiers and crabs. So weak I felt like I was lonely and begging for defeat, and my life was too lonely.

After she finished her official duties, she rolled up a piece of paper and left the book and went to Cheng'en Temple.

Say yes, one pair a day, swallow it on time, she is going to feed Dalang the medicine.

Li Gong Gong Hou was in front of Cheng'en Hall when he suddenly saw the visiting empress.

How could he trick the Queen's wife without leaking water and let her know that Your Majesty is going out on a date with his little palace lady?

The title of the weak green tea essence is not for nothing. Her acting skills are good and her observation ability is also excellent. She caught the flaws in the facial expressions of Grandpa Li, "Father-in-law said, such a sweaty day, Your Majesty is not in Chengen. He blows air-conditioning in the hall, and instead ran out of the palace for a private visit? Alas, our Majesty is really hardworking and patriotic."

Grandpa Li immediately broke into a cold sweat.

She was so weak with a smile and not embarrassed, she turned around and went to the imperial concubine's Yongchang Palace, where the scent of peony suddenly drowned her.

The **** outside the hall was taken aback, and was about to report, but was stopped by the weak.

A faint cry came from inside.

"The empress, oh, it's too much, she actually forced her sister to paint those pickles, oh, oh, my sister has no face to see people..."

"Oh, poor sister, my sister is very sympathetic to what happened to you, and I don't want to hide it. Actually, I too..."

Yes, it's a fake that these two guys are sick, it's true to have a tea party with the empress concubine, it's true to poke her!

So weak stepped in.

The imperial concubine and concubine Shu are holding hands, telling the sufferings in the world, their faces are full of miserable wind and rain, and they can't help but hear the sound, they turned their heads together.

Frozen in place.

"Yo, good afternoon, my sisters, what do you say about your sister secretly?"

They suddenly shook their heads into rattles.

Just kidding, how can this kind of trickery be admitted!

"Aren't you sick, you still have such a good appetite to eat roast chicken?"

So weak sat on the main seat and asked the imperial concubine to tear off a chicken leg for her.

The imperial concubine dared not speak.

Concubine Shu moved her embroidered pier silently and silently, and she had to stay away from this pervert as far as possible.

"Come on, sister takes a bite, sister loves you."

So weak handed the drumstick over.

Concubine Shu didn't want to be hurt by the guy who bullied her at all, but she was under the eaves and had to lower her head. Her eyes were watery, and she took a bite with grief, because she was too hard and almost broke her beautiful silver teeth. Concubine Shu is very wronged, Concubine Shu is very scared, Concubine Shu feels that there are nails in her butt, and she suffers everywhere.

After molesting the second concubine, she is so weak and enters the subject, "The two younger sisters have been in the palace for many years, but have they missed the salesman's cries by the swing when they were young?"

They are very alert.

No, we don't, don't talk nonsense.

The weak guide failed, and she changed the face of the night lady, cruel and ruthless, "My palace is going to play in the palace, you go."

The harem management is very strict, communication is strict, and going out of the palace is stricter. Unless there is some accident in the New Year or at home, you can only meet with your family with the permission of the Dog Emperor. After the employer became the first house, the dog emperor was very kind, allowing the Taifu family to see three times a year, and the remaining high-ranking concubines could maintain it once a year.

She was so weak that she wanted to press the road alone, but the two enemies stared at her too hard, and they wanted to fight the queen all the time. There were eyeliners everywhere in Chaofeng Palace. She couldn’t help it, but don’t blink. Poke her to the dog emperor. Although she is the captain of the fire fighting team, it is annoying to put out fire every day, isn't it?

So the weak decided to drag all those who could do it into the water.

Good sisters, just have a pot to carry!

The imperial concubine refused to live or die. She was so weak and touched her hand again, moving softly and affectionately, "Does my sister really want it? It's okay, as long as my sister is with me, where is my sister going to be a personal experience? Not now? It’s good for my sister to stay overnight. Our sisters’ forehead and forehead should be on the forehead.

The imperial concubine was almost crying after being touched, endured the humiliation, and was forced to agree.

She twisted her head to look at Concubine Shu, and said quietly, "My sister's painting is really good. My sister must frame it well and put it in a bright place for everyone to taste it together."

Concubine Shu was horrified, no, no, no, no, no, how could such a shameful act defile people's eyes!

She will be stinking for thousands of years!

So weak, relying on his own three-inch tongue, successfully flicked the two out of the palace. In order to cover their eyes and ears, they dressed up as men. Of course, no matter if it was makeup for height or walking posture, people with a discerning eye could see that these wealthy little boys came out in disguise as women.

The court ladies didn't bring much, but the guards picked a good hand to protect the ladies secretly.

The folk customs of the Great Jin Dynasty were liberalized. In addition to the fact that women could not be officials, they could also enjoy some national welfare. With the above will, the government actively encouraged female households and the phenomenon of female infanticide was decreasing year by year. Although it is not a festival, the streets are bustling, and there are some female stallholders wearing moustaches hawking enthusiastically.

"Candied haws, two skewers?"

Weak and very diligent, very patriarchal style, one by one.

The imperial concubine was confused and paid for the weak.

Because he hadn't bought anything on the street, the imperial concubine actually gave a piece of silver, but the peddler's happiness was broken, and the entire stick of vegetation was stuffed into the imperial concubine, saying that he wished the honorable good luck. Before leaving the pavilion, the imperial concubine was also a girl who likes to play sticks, subconsciously ignoring a group of court ladies, and she carried the sticks on her shoulders.

It's very, very sturdy.

The maids were dumbfounded.

Concubine Shu has fixed the stereotype of the imperial concubine "daughter of the martial artist". She didn't think there was anything wrong, and instructed the imperial concubine to lower it a bit. She wanted the mellow candy gourd on the top!

Three people eat and walk.

Concubine Shu's empty hands gradually added something, all of which are well-known national snacks, such as cloud cakes, and small sugar paintings, which are of good quality and low price, and have a unique taste. She was so weak to find that this dust-free young talented woman, like her, loves to eat ten miles of fragrant stinky tofu!

At this time, the two foodies opened up their conversations, and talked about the origin of tofu to ancient and modern practices.

The imperial concubine was unwilling to be ignored, abandoned the candied haws, pinched her nose and took a bite.

The fragrance of lips and teeth is amazing!

Then the imperial concubine also proudly joined the private group chat channel of stinky tofu.

So weak chatting and chatting, dropped.

Her eyes were fixed on a blacksmith's shop.

The scale is small, but there are a lot of people who come into the store. They seem to be repeat customers, and they are very familiar with each other.

This is not important, what is important is that there is a tall and mighty ironsmith standing next to the big stove.

From such a weak point of view, he was shining golden all over, coming to surrender her camellia essence!

The iron brother looked firm, his palm raised, and he pulled the bellows with all his strength, and the protruding biceps swelled up in terror, and he salivated when he looked so weak.

There is also his little girl next to him, who endured the high temperature for true love, and kept talking to him. The iron-making brother smiled slyly, and devoted himself to iron-making business with enthusiasm. It can be described as a piece of dead wood and incomprehensible.

This figure, this sweat, this strength, this temperament perfectly hit the heart of such a weak girl.

To be honest, she has an immature little idea.