Congratulations, Empress

The flower stunned into the palace, and the kind of aunt who came out to meet Yan Yuyan was also left to be clean and cold. He came in behind her, and then slammed her back and hated her. There is a hole in the hole, not for anything else. Dongfeng Garden is the yard for the happy king.

Can be annoyed, who dares to say a word?

Chen Guanzhi all the way led the horror to bypass the pavilion and finally stopped in front of a separate courtyard in the garden. He took a step back and said: "Everything is already in place. This is the inscription of the prince. Just changed it yesterday."

This person, there are not many words, just to the end, but it is good to be good at Yan's good end.

The garden was brightly lit, and the entrance to the courtyard was a fragrant scent of chrysanthemum. When the flowers were horrified, I saw the large chrysanthemums at the foot of the courtyard wall.

"Suhuan girl, there is a separate small kitchen behind, in addition to three meals a day, if the son wants something, just know the next person, the old slave will send people to send." Chen Guan said to Su Huan.

The stunned step forward, pushing the sash door open, the eyes are clear green, the indoor burning of the scent of flowers and the elegant layout echoes, but the mountain dew is very comfortable.

Su Huan pushed open the bedroom and stunned, and laughed and said: "The son!"

The flowers stunned and walked over, looked at the portraits of the room full of high and low, and couldn't help but smile. The people in this portrait were all her, but they were wearing the beautiful daughter dress without exception.

"Hands and feet are a little bit better, hold things up!" Chen Guanshi has also let the next person come in, and ten people are holding the clothes lined up.

"The son, this is the dress that Wang Ye has customized in the past. I have already prepared it, just wait for the son to come."

The flowers were horrified and faint, and said: "Go into the room."

Chen Guanwu didn't care about her intentions. She only worked diligently. When the clothes were placed, he called four hoes to come in and waited for the flowers to be scared.

The stunned sitting at the table, but looking at the portrait in the bedroom, some ecstasy.

"The son, the happy prince is really on the heart." Su Huan unbiased and calmly stated this matter.

The flower was holding the chin in horror, and his eyes remained on the portrait. After a sweep, he paused and pointed to a portrait of the red one: "This is the painting of the day before."

Su Huan stepped forward and looked down and nodded.

"Take me a look." Suddenly surprised.

Su Huan took the picture and put it on the table. She threw her fingertips across the eyebrows of the people in the painting, slipped onto the clothes and stopped at the waist.

She whispered: "The moon silver hook was taken away by the Tiangongge people. Why is there still this jade in his paintings?"

Su Huan looked back at all the paintings on the wall. Indeed, no painting has lost the silver hook.

"Jin Er said that he had seen the portrait of Yu Pei in Tianshui, so that two pieces of jade, even let him be in contact with Tianshui." The flowers were horrified and meditation.

"The son is worried about the number of lives that Wei Yan said before?" Su Huan asked.

She was shocked and looked at her, holding her hand and holding her down, seriously said: "Su Huan, what do you think?"

"The prince of the prince is very deep, and the prince does not touch his leaves. The son can know that he is doing everything in his own plan. If he cares about these two jade more than his own life, I must have already I am ready to do everything." Suhuan paused: "The son can still remember that the girl who had seen his life after that time was stunned and blued?"

The flower stunned and nodded. "She is hiding."

"Wei Yan girl has some concealment, and the prince of the priest is also concealed. Since the incident of the orc family in Tianshui is destined to be a robbery, it cannot be avoided. Although it is robbery, how can we know that it is not a blessing after the robbery?"

The flowers stunned without a trace, and looked at the moon silver hook on the portrait, saying: "Su Huan, it really is what you see clearly."

"The son," Suhuan paused, saying: "Suhuan knows that this son must be unhappy, but this is the end of the matter, and I have no reason to hide it."

"The son's mind is on the happy prince, and the happy master of the prince can also see that if the ambition of the prince is overwhelming, the future will make the son difficult, the son is like a mirror, and it is not a court. The person who can keep it in the land is not as difficult as it is in the future.

The horror turned deep, the hand, always rubbing on the portrait, the detailed appearance, as if to smash the lines of the person in the painting.

Suhuan wants to sigh in the heart, what is the word of love, and it is a dilemma.

She got up, gently quit the room, closed the door and left her enough time.

Sitting alone for a long while, the flowers started to stun, and went into the bedroom, and the men’s clothing was removed.

*

Yan Yuyan returned to the palace in the middle of the night. When he passed the study, he found that there was a light inside, and he was stationed.

After chasing the wind behind her, she said: "The son went in after dinner."

Yan Yuyan nodded faintly and said: "Let's go."

Pushing open the door of the study room, he glanced across the entire study room, but suddenly rushed to the blue figure in front of the book case. It was like a magical walk. He opened the curtain of the jade and wanted to see it. Clear eyes before the people.

The crisp sound of the curtain slammed the horror and raised his head. The glimpse of the eyebrows swept away, and it really made the stunned Yan Yan unable to hold his eyes.

White skin wins snow, pink cheeks are thin red, goose yellow dagger, sketch of eyebrows, a pair of cans of stars can be filled with a smile, and the light green of the pretty woman is like a gelatin, the breeze is too much, I can’t wait Peach stays, wrapped around her.

The flowers stunned and lowered their eyes and smiled. "It’s stupid!"

Yan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to her side, but her eyes were reluctant to remove from her. "The paintings should not be left."

“Why?” The flowers were horrified.

As Yan Yan slipped over her cheeks, the scorpion was soaked and shouted: "It will make you ugly."

The flower stunned and pushed his hand, his fingers knocked twice on the book, and narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You explain to me what this painting means."

Ps: There is no red envelope, (*^__^*)嘻嘻...