The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

After hearing the late explanation, Qiao Wei, who vowed not to look back, had nothing to do with Xiao Shizi!

Qiao Wei entered the house and put the sleeping little child on the bed. Then she came to Ji Mingxiu and pushed the window away. The sunshine was sufficient. She only saw his face. It was pale and bloodless: "You... ...what hurts?"

"A little internal injury, no serious problem." Ji Mingxiu faintly.

Qiao Wei pulled his wrist, his white fingertips put on his pulse, and he was fascinated for a while, and he frowned strangely: "Your pulse is so strange, the healthy pulse should be a breath four times, and the inch is three." There are veins, the pulse is not floating, the gentleness is strong... And your pulse is like a real pulse, the evil spirit is full and the righteousness is sufficient, the righteousness is fighting, the blood is filling the pulse, the beat is powerful, but if it is a little longer, it It has become a pulse... and so on, it is still changing."

Enbo is the medical fragrant door, and the mother of the big Qiao is a sensational sacred doctor. She seems to have some medical skills. She was only five years old when her husband and his wife died. I heard that he was killed. When I grow up, the chess and calligraphy paintings are proficient, and I am afraid that I will not know what to do.

"Do you know medicine?" Ji Mingxiu was a little surprised.

Qiao Wei smiled: "My Chinese medicine doctor is a half-hanger, only to read a few medical books, let you laugh, I don't necessarily say that you are not allowed, you still look for other doctors to see."

Ji Wushuang was a doctor of poison, and he gave him a pulse early, and she couldn’t tell her much.

Ji Mingxiu indulged in a moment, suddenly turned his head: "You... don't remember the past, don't you remember your own life?"

"Yeah." Qiao Wei nodded casually and did not continue to ask.

Ji Mingxiu looked at the look she didn't care about, slightly confused: "You don't want to know?"

Qiao Wei shook her head, she is not the original owner, know what the original owner did so much information? The erroneous yin yang knows that it is actually unclear with the king of the king, and then knows more, she is afraid that she will vomit blood.

Life is her, she wants to go, she has the final say.

The original owner once said to Luo Auntie that she was driven out by her family. She once suspected that the family was a family member, but it seems that she did not become a relative, but she was born out of wedlock, so it was her family who rushed her out.

What is the difference between such a family and the family that abandoned her before?

It is better not to know than to know.

Ji Mingxiu faintly nodded: "I don't know."

The infamous Joe's parents, this identity, has no scenery at all, far less comfortable than it is now.

"Less the Lord, I went to pick up the medicine. Ji Wushuang said that I put two bowls of water?" Yan Fei asked outside the door.

Qiao Wei looked around. Unlike the courtyard, she didn't see a person from the door until now. She stood up and said, "I will come."

Yan Fei couldn't ask for it. He gave the lord a smack of medicine. I don't know how many cans were broken. Fortunately, Ji Wushuang knew that he was thick and big, and he had prepared several medicines.

Qiao Wei took the herbs to the kitchen, first found a clean jar, put cold water, soaked in the medicine, soak for two quarters of an hour to an hour, idle is also idle, now at noon, Qiao Wei simply to the stove Add firewood and start cooking and cooking.

Originally all of these were the work of Yan Fei, but since some people have done it, Yan Daxia is naturally indispensable.

"The little girl is very capable." Yan Fei slammed the straw in his mouth and stood outside the window, leaning against the window sideways, and said to Ji Mingxiu, who was sitting in the window.

Ji Mingxiu didn't lift his eyelids, and it seemed that there was still some anger.

Yan Fei glanced at the book in his hand and sang the singer: "When picking vegetables, the technique is quite accurate, fast and sturdy, and the hand is still big. How do you say that I accept her as an apprentice?"

Ji Mingxiu ignored him.

"Pour the water."

"It’s gone to wash vegetables."

"Cut the meat, hey, the knife."

Ji Mingxiu still turned the book, and did not squint.

Yan Fei smiled and said: "You don't have to install it. If you want to see it, the book will be smashed by you."

The poor book was finally saved by Yan Daxia.

The dishes in the small kitchen are all ready-made, with fish and meat, and a rare big ham. Qiaowei cleaned the scales and fish guts, cut some meat and ham, and picked some fresh cabbage and loofah in the backyard.

Qiao Wei feels that it is good to plant loofah, pumpkin, and small dishes in the backyard. When the new house is built, he can do it in the backyard.

Qiao Wei cut the dish, Yan Fei never came over: "Would you like to help?"

Qiao Wei shook her head with a smile: "No, this is very good soon. Go outside and sit for a while."

Don't introduce, let you cook alone, and the eye knife of the Lord is too late for me.

After Yan Fei sat down to the stove: "I will burn you."

Qiao Wei refused to let him into the kitchen. He was afraid that he would be more and more busy. He could use his fire to add firewood. He would be familiar with it. He nodded. "There is work. Right, I don't know how to call you?"

Yan Fei smiled: "My name is Yan Fei, you are called Yan Yan heroes, and Yan Shushu can do it." Can not take advantage of the Shaozhu, it is also good, it is good to occupy this gimmick, I thought he was "selling" at first. To the lesser, now I think it is still a loss.

There are no class ideas in Qiao Wei’s bones. He quickly called out “Uncle Yan,” and he turned the Yan Fei’s beauty, and added the wood to the smashing, and almost burned the pot.

"In the future, Uncle Yan will cover you, not afraid of their six bullies." Yan Fei died.

"Six...?" Qiao Wei stunned and blinked, put the cut meat into the plate and began to cut the loofah.

Yan Fei said: "There are a total of seven shrimps and crabs in the main hand, seventeen and me, you met two."

Qiao Wei still didn't recognize Yan Fei. It was the mysterious man who had lost his life in the Nanshan Academy on that day. But she had seen the skill of the seventeenth. If that was also called the shrimp and crab, I am afraid that there are not many under the sun. Waste wood, she smiled and said: "Right, Uncle Yan, why didn't you see seventeen?"

Yan Fei picks his eyebrows: "Behind you."

"Well?" Qiao Wei turned his head and really saw the mysterious teenager who didn't know when he came out of the ground, and the knife almost fell off!

When did you come? Why are there no sounds? !

Ji Mingxiu's seven masters, who are good at poisonous techniques, such as Ji Wushuang; who are good at hidden weapons, such as Yan Fei, also Yi Qianyin that can be called a thousand faces of the easy master ... and seventeen Although I don't understand those side-by-side roads, it is the most powerful one.

Seventeen's gaze searched for a circle in Qiao Wei, did not find his Xiao Wang Shu, went out blankly.

Qiao Wei’s heart licked her chest, and only a few times she was scared enough to stay with this group of people. I have to say that the mental capacity of meditation is very strong...

The food will soon be good, a large bowl of braised pork, a watercress squid, a green pepper fried ham, a plate of fried cabbage and a loofah egg soup, the entire kitchen is filled with a hook of aroma.

Yan Fei must be hooked up by the mouth, and he did not give up the firewood.

Qiao Wei solved the apron and went to the room to call Ji Mingxiu to eat: "Not overnight, rest assured."

Ji Mingxiu got up and went to the dining room for meals.

Qiao Wei woke up the sleeping little child: "Eating."

Xiao Shizi opened his mouth in confusion.

Qiao Wei snorted and hugged him to the table. He still wanted to sleep, and Qiao Wei handed him a spoon. He grabbed the spoon and continued to sleep.

Qiao Wei looked at Ji Weixiu on the side: "I don't know what taste you like, just do it, don't give up."

Ji Mingxiu sat down. He sat down for seventeen and sat down. Yan Fei would definitely sit next to Ji Weixiu, and he himself moved a stool and went to another table.

No way, they can't eat with the same table at the same time. The Lord is the Lord, the servant is the servant, and there is no need to remind the Lord. They are also clearly divided. Only the seventeen children are mentally ill and do not understand these.

Qiao Wei glanced at the lone and sitting on the other table. He wanted to speak, but he saw that the look of the meditation did not fluctuate, so he swallowed his words.

Seventeen will not use chopsticks, holding the chopsticks like a fist, this will lead to chopsticks can not be separated, Qiao Wei simply gave him a spoon.

Ji Mingxiu gave him three pieces of meat, three pieces of green vegetables, three pieces of ham and three pieces of fish for him. He ate and ate.

"You also eat." Ji Mingxiu saw Qiao Wei not moving.

Qiao Wei licked his mouth: "You don't give me a dish."

Ji Mingxiu's eyes moved, and she gave me some dishes. Qiao Wei happily picked up the chopsticks and started.

She is a very easy-to-satisfy person. She won't be thinking about it all day long. The big misunderstanding is just right. Ji Mingxiu is different. He has a heavy heart and it is difficult to give birth to a person's anger, but once he is angry, It will not be able to disappear for a long time.

"You taste this." Qiao Wei put a piece of shiny braised pork on him.

Ji Mingxiu didn't care about braised pork, but she saw her red and swollen fingertips: "What happened?"

Qiao Wei groaned and found that he was looking at his fingers, and he didn't care: "Nothing, it was scratched by the scales."

Ji Mingxiu did not say anything, caught a fish, shaved the fishbone, and gently put it into her bowl.

This meal, Ji Mingxiu eats a bowl more than usual.

After eating, Ji Mingxiu took Qiao Wei’s hand back to the room, took out the golden sore medicine, and smeared it carefully.

Qiao Wei said with a funny smile: "If you have to apply medicine for this small injury, I am afraid I have to buy a car with a gold sore medicine."

This is an unintentional statement, but let Ji Ming repair frown, spread her palms and fingertips, Qiao Wei is not a scar, wounded quickly healed, but can still see the trace before he healed, he gently There were a few faint scratches on her palm: "How do you get it?"

Cutting vegetables, planting the ground, no longer just to do small toys for the children, in short, doing more things, more injuries, but no major problems.

Qiao Wei pulled back his hand: "Don't look at it, I am not so delicate!" The words, looking at the little things on the bed and screaming, "How do you do with Xiaoshizi? I am not happy with Zhaowang in the palace." Then I married her a little money."

Even the prince dared to provoke, a Wang Hao seems to be nothing new, and Ji Mingxi looked at her: "A little?"

Qiao Wei pulled a small ear: "One thousand two."

Ji Mingxiu put down the golden sore medicine.

Qiao Wei whispered: "She must have hated me. Now send her son back, she will think that I am deliberate?"

"Are you not?"

Qiao Wei took a sigh of coolness: "Even if you are..." Halfway through, I saw a glimpse of his glimpse in the middle of the flash. "You tease me."

The head of Ji Mingxiu’s lips was slightly unobtrusive.

The Yan Fei, who has been paying attention to the two people’s movements, has a deep sigh of relief. For so many days, the Lord is cold-faced. He is almost overwhelmed by the pressure of the Lord’s body, or is this gimmick.

But then, the emotions of the young masters have not fluctuated, and it is because this gimmick has moved such a big fire.

Don't have another time, come again, the Lord is not dead, he has to be scared to death.

Ji Mingxiu cruelly woke up the sleeping little son.

Xiao Shizi was awakened, but he didn't cry. He was wearing a delicate face that was pinched out with a red stamp and looked at Ji Mingxiu.

"Do you want to go home?" Ji Mingxiu asked.

Xiao Shizi shook his head.

Ji Mingxiu told Qiao Wei: "Give him home."

Qiao Wei: "..."

I used to think that this guy has a illusion of love. What happened?

......

Twilight and four-in-one, the sky shines on the tower above the slanting light, and the majestic and icy wall shines a few pale yellow soft colors.

The gates are about to close, and there are few pedestrians, but the guards stationed there are twice as many as usual. Everyone has spirited, and every pedestrian and every carriage in the past has been checked one by one, and Ji Ming is quickly found. Repaired carriage.

This is a two-horse carriage, dark red body, brown roof, stone blue rut, the driver is also dressed innocent, the guard did not put the owner of the carriage in the eyes, a whip hit, stopped The way to the carriage: "stop and stop! Give Laozi down!"

"What to do down?" Yan Fei yawned and yawned, listening to the afternoon's small victory over the newlyweds, his spirit was a little tired.

The guards are impatient: "Check! What do you do with the waste? Come to Laozi!"

Yan Fei is a sneer, and the hair is not long, he dares to shake in front of your grandfather Yan, see how Grandpa Yan collects you!

"Flying."

There was a faint voice in the carriage.

Yan Fei’s hand slammed the silver needle of the finger and showed a token from his arms.

The guard looked at the token and couldn't believe it for a while. He ran back to find his companion to come and observe. After observing, the faces of both of them were replaced with a respectful look, no need to mention the car, and open the way. Let the carriage enter the capital.

It’s so easy to enter the city, if you change yourself, I’m afraid that it’s going to be hidden in the toilet. Qiao Wei shook his head: “Your home is not generally powerful...”

She is just a small widow in the country. She has no money for money, she has no family life, and she has children with other men. I think he is blind.

When driving into the main road of the capital, the sky was completely dark, and the vendors on the street also put out the stalls, and the sellers sipped, and the traffic was so busy.

Xiao Shizi couldn't sit still, twisted his small body and climbed out the window. Qiao Wei held him down. He didn't cry, but he was a big red eyes. He saw that Qiao Wei suspected that he had abused him.

"When you go, hold you down." Qiao Wei took the carriage and took the carriage.

Ji Mingxiu waited for a while in the carriage and didn't see anyone coming up. He also got off the bus.

A group of three people, strolling in the night of the night.

Qiao Wei was a little plain, but the appearance was beautiful, the figure was sturdy, the temperament was bleak, and the light blue skirt slammed through the ground, just like a spring flowing in the pine.

Ji Mingxiu is a moonlight on the horizon, quietly shining on the spring.

A talented woman, a beautiful couple, and a child in her arms are also rare in the world.

This family walked on the road, causing everyone to turn back frequently, showing their envious look.

Xiao Shizi wants to eat sugar, Qiao Wei bought a candied fruit gourd to him.

He had to eat sweet cake again, and Qiao Wei bought a box of mung bean cake for him.

He is getting more and more restless, twisting his body and going down to the ground.

Although Qiao Wei’s strength is too big, he can’t stand it and can’t tie him. He’s like a little muddy, slipping into the ground without slipping.

Qiao Wei grabbed him: "No running!"

Xiao Shizi looked at Qiao Wei pitifully.

"Don't look at me like this, I won't be soft!" Qiao Wei put Xiao Shizi to Ji Mingxiu and let him go. "You hug."

"No hug."

"Don't you like children very much?" So good for Shu Jingyun, I don't know, but it is his own. Thinking of what, Qiao Wei’s eyes waved, and the lips appeared to be a little proud. “Is it like my child?”

I care about her so much, I care about the house and the black...

Ji Mingxiu: You think more.

Ji Mingxiu doesn't like children. He has never been acquainted with one of the government and the government. Even if he is close to him, he will be very disgusted.

If you don't say who is the exception, it is Jingyun and Wang Shu.

Obviously not his child, but inexplicably let him want to be close, he himself does not understand what this is all about.

Just thinking that they are the flesh of the king -

The head of Ji Mingxiu was slightly clenched.

Xiao Shizi saw everything, and Qiao Wei did not have so much money to squander him, forcing him to get on the carriage.

Qiao Wei thought that they would go to Zhaowangfu, but did not expect to be the palace.

Ji Mingxiu took Xiaoshizi down the carriage.

Xiao Shizi wants to hug.

Ji Mingxiu ruthlessly refused: "Go yourself."

Xiao Shizi followed up with pity, step by step, and looked at Qiao Wei with tears, as if Qiao Wei had abandoned him.

Qiao Wei helped the amount.

Soon Qiao Wei discovered that Ji Mingxiu took the Xiaoshizi to go to the North Gate.

She remembered that Cui Gonggong introduced her to the palace. The palace was built on the 13th floor of the palace. The South Gate was opened only for the Queen Mother, the Empress, and the Prince. The ministers went to the East Gate. The Princes went to the North Gate, Princess. They are the West Gate, Ji Mingxiu is not a prince, but can go to the North Gate, why?

Qiao Wei said the doubts in my heart.

Yan Fei said: "The master has the emperor's special purpose, any door can go."

"Your home is really very good."

Yan Fei is absolutely laughing and not talking. Ji family has been looking forward to the family for hundreds of years. Since the former dynasty, it has been a family of the dynasty. When it came to the dynasty, all the former dynasties were destroyed or weakened, but the Ji family was in the sky, and the lord was not only the family. The grandson of the ancestors is also the youngest right of the girders. Not to mention the North Gate, it is the young master of Nanzheng.

About the effort of a cup of tea, Ji Mingxiu came out, holding a box in his hand.

"Resolved?" Qiao Wei asked slyly, but she "turned away" the Xiaoshizi of Zhaowangfu. Such a big crime was suppressed. She did not die and she was delaminated.

Ji Mingxiu nodded and handed the box to her.

"What is this?" Qiao Wei opened the box, a big night pearl, the night pearl she saw on TV only, and thought it was fake, I did not expect it to be true, still so big, so round, So bright!

Ji Mingxiu looked at her eyes with green eyes, and her mouth moved: "The emperor rewards you, thank you for taking in a small child."

Qiao Wei glanced: "Imperial, emperor? How did you tell him?"

Ji Mingxiu took the carriage: "To be honest, Xiaoshizi is naughty and climbed into the carriage. You took him overnight and rushed to send him back to Beijing this morning."

Qiao Wei blinked incredulously: "Imperial... true letter?"

Ji Mingxiu glanced at the box in her hand: "Do not believe, where is your reward?"

"Also." Qiao Wei didn't expect to solve the problem of day and night. It was so easy and easy to solve, relieved, and the emperor was really a Mingjun, but he did not know how to change others, fearing that he would be dragged out by the emperor. After cutting it, it was also the case that Ji Mingxiu won the emperor’s letter of trust and it was logically completed.

Qiao Wei played with the beads in the box and couldn't put it down.

Ji Mingxiu said again: "The emperor also said that if you want to sell, even if it sells."

Qiao Wei arrived, and collected the beads, a serious saying: "Who wants to sell? I am not short of money! I will take it well and be a heirloom in the future."

The carriage drove up.

"Where are you, Lord (you)?" Yan Fei asked.

"Quadruple."

"Rhinoceros."

The two are unanimous.

It is said that Ji Sixiu of the courtyard is said that the rhinoceros village is Qiao Wei.

"Where are you going?" Yan Fei frowned.

Ji Mingxiu: "Rhinoceros."

Qiao Wei: "Quadruple."

It’s the same thing, the difference is that the lines of the two have fallen apart.

Qiao Wei is awkward.

Ji Mingxiu smiled and approached her. Her eyes suddenly panicked. Ji Mingxiu loved to see her pretentious, but her eyes were flustered: "Let's stay tonight."

Qiao Wei licked his face, avoiding his tempting atmosphere, and pretending to hold a cup of tea: "What are you doing?"

Ji Mingxiu held her hand and scratched her palm: "Exchange experience?"

"puff--"

Qiao Wei did not hold back, a cup of tea sprayed his face.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean it, I just didn't want to progress so fast... oh--" The words were not finished, and the lips were blocked.

His soft lips pressed up, lightly pressed against her lips, and the tip of the tongue moved to deepen the kiss.

......

The carriage finally arrived at the Rhino Village. When Qiao Wei got off the bus, the clothes were neat, the hair was not chaotic, and the look was serious. Ji Mingxiu’s expression was more serious than her.

"Ming Gongzi, I am leaving." Qiao Wei said seriously.

Ji Mingxi responded seriously: "Well, Joe is careful on the road."

Very seeing the end of the road, Qiao Wei walked to the village, Ji Ming repaired the carriage.

Yan Fei must look at the back of the little girl, and look at the seat of the youngest as the mountain, and finally, a glance at the messy compartment, the sheets do not know where to go, I will be my letter!

Qiao Wei squinted back to Luo's family. The children had already washed and lie in bed. She went to see the children first, then went to the kitchen to burn some hot water to prepare for a bath. Cuiyun happened to stay up late for Luo Yongzhi. To her, her eyes are bright: "Sister is back! I am hungry, I will make dumplings for your older brother, and give you a few?"

"Okay, thank you Dad." Qiao Wei smiled, hit the water from the water tank, put it in the pot, and sat down to help Cuiyun add firewood.

Cuiyun wrapped the dumplings and glanced at her sister. The brow was a wrinkle: "Sister, how is your mouth swollen? Is it getting angry again?"

Qiao Wei was busy with his back and cleared his throat: "The pepper is eating too much."

"This way." Cui Yun nodded and put the wrapped dumplings into the pot. "Then I will give you a copy of the sauce. Your brother is spicy."

"The trouble is a big deal." Qiao Wei said vaguely.

The day was hot and sitting in front of the fire. Qiao Wei quickly sweated and pulled a fan in the neckline. Cuiyun glanced at the red mark on her neck: "You bite by the insect?"

Qiao Wei’s eyes flashed and touched her neck: “No... No, it’s allergic to eating, grabbing. Oh, itchy, I’m going to get some medicine!”

In the end, I fled.

......

On the following day, Yan Fei never sent a tight-fitting jar and a thousand lychees. The jar was designed by Yan Fei to ensure that the drip does not leak and the drip does not go. As for the lychee, it is all from the southern fast horse. You can drip out the water.

Qiao Wei settled to Yan Fei in accordance with the purchase price of 20 yuan and one kilogram originally negotiated.

Looking at the hands of a few slaps of a few silver, Yan Fei's expression is a bit wonderful.

For the Bomei people to laugh, the young master is also enough to have blood.

When Rong Bo entered the book, he found that the backyard was full of baskets of lychees, and he was shocked: "Where is there so many lychees?"

Xiaoliu peeled a piece into his mouth, sweetly said: "Joe sister entered! Twenty pounds a pound, old cheap! Joe said that I want the original price, I just bought twenty pounds, ready to go back and send Give it to my mother and the neighbors."

Rong Boss stunned: "More, more, how many words?"

"Twenty!" Xiaoliu ate another one. Joe said that he would try to eat no money. He tried to eat a small half a catty. It was really sweet!

Rong Bo was like a thunder, and almost did not emit black smoke at the top of his head. The lychee of the city of 500 cents a pound, his backyard actually only 20 texts? He spent fifty-two dollars yesterday to buy a hundred pounds of lychee, not yet big, not this fresh...

Oh, it’s sore.

Litchi can't sell in the south, can't eat and throw away a lot of bad streets, but if it is shipped to the capital, it will become a gold price. The ancient transportation conditions are limited. One hundred pounds of lychee will be broken when transported halfway. Most of the time, in the end, I went to the hands of the vendors, and I was able to leave twenty pounds of fresh Amitabha.

The boss bought two hundred pounds at a time, and sent a basket to the seven aunts and eight aunts.

Qiao Wei took a hundred pounds and gave it to Rongji’s employees. The rest of the money was sold at a price of one hundred yuan and one kilogram. It was not only cheaper than the capital, but also fresher than the capital. It was not two days. Kung Fu, seven hundred pounds of lychee will be sold out.

Qiao Wei was sitting in the account room and counting a lot of money. "... One hundred two, one hundred and three, one hundred and four... a total of seventy two two hundred and forty-eight."

When Litchi was sold to the last few jins, several large households bid for it. The price of the 80-year-old was smashed to 800, and she took another sum.

Counting this money, the furniture can be settled in advance!

"Sister Joe, someone is looking for you." Xiaoliu is outside the door.

"Who?" Qiao Wei collected the money.

Xiaoliudao: "It’s a girl, say the surname Doro."

Qiao Mei wondered, when Doro Pearl was so gracious, came to see her and let Xiaoliu report, shouldn't the **** be blown into her account directly?

When the other party entered the house, Qiao Wei understood what was going on. She was not a Doro Pearl at all, but a Doro Ziyu who had a side in the palace.

Qiao Wei’s eyes were a little horrified, but the standard commercial smile was raised: “What kind of wind blows Miss Doro? Is Miss Doro want to make a seat?”

Doro Ziyu whispered: "I am looking for you a little private."

Qiao Wei gave Xiaoliu a look, and the small six went to the door.

Qiao Wei personally poured a cup of herbal tea to her, pointing to the opposite chair: "Sorry, the conditions are simple, Miss Kui Duo Luo."

"Qiao girl is not polite, I will leave if I say a few words." Doro Ziyu sat down gracefully. This is a woman who is more versatile than Ms. Meng, who has seen her in the Yue Man Lou, from head to toe. Nothing exudes elegance and gentleness.

If he is a man, he also likes such a woman. Qiao Wei thought, she must look at her: "What do Miss Doro want to say to me?"

Doro Ziyu hesitated for a long while, whispered: "I have kissed the king, I don't know if you know it."

Qiao Wei raised his eyebrows. It turned out to be the fiancée of Yu Wang. God, how did the **** set such a good girl? It was a flower inserted in cow dung.

Qiao Wei smiled slightly: "I know now."

Doro Ziyu's eyelashes trembled, and then she was a bit difficult to say: "I and Wang Ye, who were two years ago, you have no relationship with the prince."

It is not that she intervened in them, but in the face of Qiao Wei, this kind of words has never been emboldened.

Qiao Wei smiled faintly: "I have never had anything to do with him. If you heard the wind outside, you have to come to the door to ask me to ask the sin, then I can tell you clearly, you are looking for the wrong person."

Doro Ziyu was busy: "I am not coming to the teacher to ask for sin. Please ask Joe to not misunderstand me."

Originally, she was a sister of Pearl. She wanted to treat her a few more courtesy, but it seems that she does not need it.

Qiao Wei faintly evokes the corner of his lips: "I hate to swear by the corners. If there is anything, a lot of ladies may wish to say it."

Doro Ziyu set the god: "When I first knew about your business, I thought about retiring the marriage of the king, but my mother said that the marriage of the emperor could not be retired. I would marry if I marry. I would marry if I don't marry."

Qiao Wei interrupted her words: "You don't marry him. It doesn't matter to me. Also, there is nothing between me and him. I also plan to marry. Please ask Miss Doro to be careful, don't let others misunderstand me. ""

Doro Ziyu pinched the pinch, and his face gradually became pale: "You have already followed the prince, do you want to marry?"

The folks and the widowed princes, the royal family did not have such a precedent. One day into the royal family, the life is the royal family, the living is the royal family, and the death is the royal ghost. If not, she gave her the family back.

Qiao Wei is too lazy to argue with her: "If you mean that I don't want anyone, then sorry, I am very popular now, one of the pursuers is your fiancé, if you want to save him, don't worry about me now, think How to understand his heart is serious."

Doro Ziyu shook his head: "I really didn't save him. I just can't help myself. I am a daughter of Doro's family. I have a family responsibility. You are driven out of your home. I thought you were pitiful. Now I want to come. It is not necessarily a blessing."

Qiao Wei really does not understand the strange brains of these people. Her dislike of the king is written on her face. Is it not obvious enough?

"Miss Doro, you really want more, even if the men in the whole world are dead, I will not look at your fiancé, so you don't have to worry about bringing me back to the house with your child."

Doro Ziyu bit his lip and said: "I am willing to raise the children of the prince and treat them as if they have been."

Qiao Wei’s action of drinking tea stopped: “As if you are out? Are you talking about my child?”

"Yes." Doro Ziyu said hard.

If Qiao Wei still respects her as a girl's house and gives her a few faces, now, there is no scruples in this regard. Qiao Wei puts down the cup coldly: "Are you sick? My child is with He has a half-dollar relationship? Why does he rob my child? Why do you raise a child for me? You dare to say this, I don't care if you are a sister of Pearl, I still tore your mouth! ”

The child is her, no one can take it!

Relatives can't!

What's more, how can the king of the **** be a child?

Her child is so good, so good, what is like a hypocrite?

"Joe girl, I understand your mood, and I don't mean to separate you from your child. I mean..."

Qiao Wei’s cold twilight came over: “You don’t mean anything! I won’t give you the kids!”

Doro Ziyu’s heart longevity: "But it is the flesh and blood of the princes. They have the blood of the royal family in their bones. Even if the emperor knows it, he will not be allowed to flow to the people."

Does she think she is willing to be a stepmother to give people a stepmother? She doesn't want to, but what can she do? There are children, she can not turn a blind eye for a lifetime.

The mother asked her to follow the example of Zhao Wang, and to hold the scorpion to the front, and said that Jing Yun is a small flower of the prodigy test, and will be more liked by the emperor than Xiao Shizi.

Although she feels wronged, she only accepts her life.

Qiao Wei coldly said: "Don't think about it! My child is not a king! It has nothing to do with your royal family! Why do you think that they are the flesh and blood of the king? Just rely on my son's face? You checked the blood type. Have you ever checked the DNA? It’s a thunder to recognize your son!"

"But five years ago you made it clear..."

"How is it clear? I have a sleep with him? Can anyone prove it? Are you recording? Have you taken pictures? Take out the photos and show them to me!" Qiao Wei was excited. If he came out, Doro Ziyu could not understand. .

Doro Ziyu was scared by her desire to run away: "You... don't be excited, have something to say."

Qiao Wei pulled out the dagger: "Who wants to talk to you? I warn you, who will grab my child, who will I be!"

Doro Ziyu itself is not a heart-warming person, and she is not willing to take away Qiao Wei’s child, but she does not grab it. In the future, the emperor knows it, and she will also grab it. She thought she would rely on a restaurant and a Prince. Can the life-saving grace make the royal family flow to the people?

"I am so eager to talk to you about the way, you don't listen, and when things are going to be a big day, you will regret it."

It doesn't matter if she angers her, she angers the emperor, but she will be dead.

Qiao Wei’s dagger against her delicate neck: “You just have to go back and make things big, and I will not let you take the children away!”

In the secluded courtyard house, Ji Ming corrected the furniture at the album in the room. "He" under the Jiangnan River, halfway through the disease, but unfortunately returned to Beijing, the emperor authorized him to recuperate at home, in the short term, no need to go to the DPRK, the small days are not clean It is.

Yan Fei absolutely took the apple and came in.

“Is the thousand sounds back?” Ji Mingxiu asked casually.

"It's going back, '丞相' is sick and returning to Beijing. He will appear again in Jiangnan. Can't you scare people? But if you don't come to Beijing, you don't know. You don't know if you are a big kid." Yan Flying a bite of an apple, went to the table, "Hey, look at the bed, really have a leisurely feeling, do not know that the girl is dying."

Ji Mingxiu gaze: "What happened to her?"

"The lady of Doro's family came to her to ask her for a child. She was crying." Yan Fei said in a black and white way. The truth is, it is Doro who is crying. The little girl is holding a knife and is going to take people. Scared to death.

Hey, little girl is really awkward, he likes it too!

Ji Mingxiu did not say that he stood up and went out.

Since the fight, Ji Mingxiu almost died, Yan Fei will not dare to let him drop the order, Ming's coachman work was completely robbed.

Yan Fei only finished the apples and chased them up. "You said that the king is very powerful. I planted two in one night. If you don't have three days and three nights, why didn't the whole baby come out?"

Ji Mingxiu also said: "What are you talking about?"

Yan Fei absolutely shut his mouth: Oops, he seems to say that he missed his mouth, he promised Fenggeo to keep secrets!

Ji Mingxiu looked at him dangerously and said one word: "What have you just said, then tell the truth again."

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On the third day of Wanjiao, whirring~

[Note: The terminology such as pulse is from Baidu Encyclopedia]

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