He took a deep breath and calmed his voice: "thank you for your kindness. I'm all right."

Ah Zhao nodded: "that's good."

Lingxiao asked, "I don't know what your majesty called his ministers into the palace. What's the so-called matter?"

Ah Zhao said, "ah," and replied very honestly, "I'm worried about the general. I want to see with my own eyes whether the general is safe or not."

Lingxiao closed his eyes.

Your majesty is really

I don't know whether it is because I have confirmed my intention that my imagination is too rich, or whether what your majesty said is too misleading.

He had no choice but to admit that his Majesty's words had really misled him.

"Everything is fine." Except for missing you.

A Zhao tilted his head and looked at him: "the voice of the general is not comfortable?"

Why so dumb?

Lingxiao shakes his head: "nothing."

He lowered his head and stopped looking at ah Zhao. He was afraid that his eyes could not be hidden. He said in a low voice, "if there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."

Ah Zhao said with a smile, "what are you worried about? It's not early. I've already arranged the dinner."

"But the hour..."

A Zhao waved his hand: "if it is late, it will be late."

Her tone became a little low: "I'm still a little dizzy at the moment, I don't have any appetite. I want the general to have dinner with me. "

As soon as the pitiful tone comes out, what can Lingxiao say?

Even if he was suffocated by himself, he had to accompany the little emperor to have a good dinner and make him happy.

Ah Zhao was very happy indeed. She drank a bowl of Dictyophora chicken soup and ate a large bowl of rice. She wanted to add more, but Yuhu stopped her.

This body spleen stomach is not very good, ate too much in the evening, when the accumulation of food uncomfortable, or ah Zhao.

Oh.

A Zhao looks at Lingxiao enviously.

It's not easy. If you want to have a big bite, you have to call the general into the palace as an excuse.

After dinner, it was dark.

The palace gate has also been closed.

In other words, Lingxiao can't go back.

A Zhao does not care: "the general is staying in the palace."

As soon as the voice dropped, she only felt a burning look on her body.

A Zhao looks at Lingxiao suspiciously and sees that Lingxiao is quietly drinking tea.

Is it an illusion?

Cotton candy quietly suspended in the air, smelly face looking at the man.

Don't think you are so careful. You can't see the marshmallow!

Hum!

However, he took a look at a Zhao, but did not expose Lingxiao.

After all, a Zhao's physical foundation is weak, and today he suffered a little injury. After talking to Lingxiao at night, he can't help but start to cover his mouth and yawn.

As a matter of fact, sitting in the sky opposite him, he didn't know what he said.

He was full of heart and eyes, all of them were the little emperors sitting opposite him.

Because it was at night, a Zhao was dressed casually. He wore a daily blue robe outside his white middle coat. His meticulous long hair was loose and a few strands of mischievous hair were scattered from the sideburns.

Lingxiao a lift eyes, see is the other side lazy sitting on the chair.

The skin color is snow-white, and the red lips are still moving, saying all kinds of beautiful sounds.

Yes.

In addition to feeling that the other side's voice fell in his ears, Ling Da Jun completely ignored the others.

Now, he saw the little emperor put out his hand to cover his lips, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

A drop of rational tears out of control, hanging on the long eyelashes, can not fall.

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Lingxiao: No, I can't control it!

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It's the weekend, tickets and tickets. I'm looking forward to rubbing hands