The Anarchic Consort

"The third child, Miss Helian has reached out, you will take over the flowers. After all, it is not a trifle to send cherry blossoms." Queen Murong looked at the Bailijiajue and said in a tone: "Fortunately, Weiwei understands this child." In fact, I know that you have never participated in the flower viewing party, and I don’t know what this white cherry represents.” After that, she looked at Helen Weiwei, smiling: “Yes? Weiwei?”

"Yes." Helen Weiwei took a step forward and looked at the Bailijiajue. He said that he is handsome and handsome: "Three halls, this flower is still given to others."

She never thought about marrying him.

And for him, whoever is jealous.

She once heard that Taishanghuang has repeatedly urged the three emperors to get married.

There are never women in the eyes of the three emperors.

Therefore, Tai Shang Huang will make the best decision, let him choose directly at the flower viewing meeting.

Looking at the present, it is the Three Emperors who are too lazy to fight with the Emperor.

Only he put a condition on the emperor, and no one knows what the condition is.

Anyway, his election is just to deal with the Emperor.

For him, the woman has no difference in his eyes.

At best, help him get rid of the current situation.

The reason why he chose her is also estimated to be a pique with the emperor.

She believes that he is not willing to give flowers to her, if it is not her "waste" and "ugly." Can not achieve the effect of making him too unhappy.

He won't be so amazing.

Maybe he has regretted it now.

Helen Weiwei mocked the eye-catching eyes and smiled at the Bailijiajue. She was happy to re-elect him. The young ladies of the family wanted to marry him, especially He Lianjiao...

"Don't want this flower?" The **** thin lips of Bai Lijiajue hang on the arc of laughter and laughter. The temperament is cold, like the north wind blowing in the winter, and it is cold in the bones.

The shadow standing behind him was stiff.

He knew that the master was angry.

The man of His Royal Highness, when angry, will laugh even harder. Such a smile is chilling from the bones.

He has not heard the master speak in this tone for a long time.

But this time, the master is really angry!

The consequences of His Royal Highness...

Shadow can't believe that His Royal Highness has never been gentle, sometimes even hot and unusual.

He is indifferent, but does not mean that he has no temper!

This Miss Helen is really touching the reverse scale of the master...

"What do you want, there is still value." Bai Lijiajue continued to say, under the eyes of the public, his fingers moved, accompanied by his icy voice, pinched in the palm of the white cherry, a little bit by him Milled into pieces.

The sound around him stopped abruptly, and the Queen looked at his cold face to the freezing point. He couldn’t help but squint at his heart. Seeing his deep rhinoceros couldn’t get a trace of temperature, he couldn’t figure out how he was at the moment. Think about something.

When he was dealing with his mother, the Queen did not feel such a great pressure, but every time she saw him, she would feel scared.

Helen Weiwei frowned at him, his eyes narrowed, what did he mean by this?

The Bailijiajue is still an ancient black robe. Except for the black jade fingers that are pointed at the fingertips, there are no extra pendants. The color of the night is more cold and elegant.

In the silence, his long dark ink curls, a trace of chaos, pouring down, Qi to the waist, the perfect facial features like the moon night cold river, cold people can not help but shudder.

Helen Weiwei wanted to look away. His movements were faster than her. She pulled her arm all at once, and her long fingers pinched her jaw, forcing her to look directly at him. eye.

It is a pair of cold, cold springs, and it is so quiet that it is like a bottomless ancient well. Once it meets, it will sink into it.

It seems that he did not expect such a move.

For a time, the sound of the ups and downs in the hall!

He Lianjiaer’s pale, colorless face, like a moment of being taken away by the air, she clung to the white pad in her hand, and the lips bite almost blood.

Even the Queen did not dare to believe in a big double.

The Bailijiajue is indifferent, no one else.

The two are just looking at each other.

At that moment, it seemed as if the air was still stagnant.

Wan Hao is still in silence.

Helen Weiwei suddenly had an illusion, only that she and her two were left between heaven and earth.

The heart is uncontrollably leaping... What does this man want to do?

"I don't want to be the nephew of this temple?"

Helen Weiwei replied in a fair manner: "The women do not dare,"

"Don't dare..." He smiled softly, and his strength was not so small that he gave a kind of suffocation that was cool to the bones.

Helen Weiwei couldn't understand why he had to repeat his own words.

I heard him sinking in her ear: "There is nothing in this world that you dare not.

She just doesn't want to have a relationship with him.

Even such lies are scattered.

Really unfamiliar lamb! ! !

Helian Weiwei also blinked, she always avoided avoiding this man, because the master once said that no one should provoke him.

It didn't work, she was chosen by him to go through the game.

Now, his expression at the moment makes He Lian Weiwei's body not helpless. After a few days, she has seen him on the high, just like the gods, and he has seen the drunkenness of his drunkenness. But I never thought that this man would be so terrible once he was angry.

Or, he was originally like this.

It’s just that it’s too good to hide. Good people almost always think that the three halls are originally holy and holy. There is no mood in his concept.

However, she felt his anger today, like ice and rain, which can make people from the head to the feet, even the blood of the whole body can be solidified by it...

"The choices made for this temple, say three things..." He stared down at Helianweiwei, and the pair of cold-eyed eyes caught all the overbearing hegemony in the world. The cold words were no different. In the hands of the choice: "hands!"

The Baili Jiajue slightly bloomed his hand, and the broken white cherry blossoms in his hand fell, making everyone chilling.

Helian Weiwei was also angry, and her anger was stained with her eyes. Did she say anything about it?

She just did not promise him.

Did she even have a chance to refuse?

He Lianjiaer heard this, the mouth of the mouth brought out the taste of gloating, but it was a sly woman, and the ugly ones still there and the highness of the temple, which is not looking for death? Oh, deserve it!

She would like to see, this time how the little monk escaped!