刚才 刚才 She just asked him if she wasn't sloppy.
how would she know.
More than ten years ago, the nine-year-old nine-year-old son was drowned in a small lake in the palace the night before he ascended the throne.
He swam up a few times, but taught people to slam back with a scabbard on his head. That night, the blood poured down from his head. He was full of blood, and only saw a pool of darkness and neon ..... .
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He gritted his teeth, swung his clothes, and stepped into the pool.
cold, like a disgusting water snake wrapped around the skin.
At the same time, the flying water spray, like the falling star dust, scattered all over him.
Under the starry moon, in the quiet Nine Palace palace, he saw her coming out of the water, her pale little face, but her eyes were bright and stubborn, her eyes were deeply condensed, and her long dark hair was scattered on her back. Like the enchanting seaweed.
She, like a beautiful water demon who has been silent for thousands of years, wakes up from the deep lake.
She is undoubtedly Qingyan Xiuwan, but in this place with countless beautiful people, she is not outstanding.
At this time, it gave birth to a moving feeling.
He put his feet on the water a little, and carried her out of the water.
Beside He Chi, she trembled in his arms, her teeth rang slightly, her movements were very light, but she seemed to have no trembling strength.
He held her tightly-in the end, still did not take that thing up, why this sin.
"Hot fire." Her voice was faint.
He tightened his hands behind her back and lit the fire.
"See if this is the case."
Long Fei was shocked, and in the firelight, she slowly spread out her palms.
灌 水 filled with water, heavy pockets. The brocade is simple.
Xuan Yuan also saw it. With a stuffy chest, the whole man froze.
If there is such a coincidence, what exactly is this coincidence.
This bag is exactly the same as the one I picked up that day.
The only difference is that the word "Heart Yi" is embroidered on it.
看到 微 She saw his eyes staring slightly.
That was the look of precious things, she thought she would not mistake it.
The whole body was numbly cold, and her head was getting more and more dull, but there was a place that was surprisingly clear. She heard herself asking, "Emperor, do you have a character?"
"Don't you know the words?" Long Fei asked reflexively.
"From it," she said softly, asking and asking.
He answered.
Xuan Yuan laughed softly.
Thinking about it, the little **** that day was fair-skinned. Although she could not see his face, he was very slender.
女子 是 is a woman. Which of his concubines, or someone else. But if concubine, why hide it like this.
words, tips.
From this, Xin Yi.
She watched quietly the back of her hand that had been mottled by the stones, seeping with a touch of blood.
His gaze was in her palm, but not her wound.
Is it right to make wedding clothes for others. But who can blame him?
He is a king and has countless harem beauties.
But it is a small bag, such cherishment is because it cares. Have someone hidden in your heart.
Heart Yi. The ripples in my heart are as beautiful as water.
Who is she? Auspicious, or who?
High above, the king who was killed and killed won a secret that cannot be made public.
Chu Xiudian that day, she was there ...
Aqi—Actually from beginning to end, but you are wrong.
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Putting the bag in his hand, she stood up shaking.
The flames went out.
He stood up quickly, she broke free of his hand.
"Nian Xuanyan." There was anger in his voice.
She took a few steps back and fixed him, "Emperor, can I get you something back, is there a reward?"
Does she have to say these things at such times? The anxiety that had grown since she earned from his arms was long, and Long Fei uttered Shen: "Come here, I'll do the cold for you."
Xuan Yuan shook her head, "Emperor, Chen Ye only asks you."
"Either, you can look at Xuanyuan's brand and pass Xuanyuan to sleep. If not, please don't enter Xuanyuan's room at night in the future." She said word by word.
Fake, fake, all fake!
I thought I didn't want anything, maybe in my heart, but there is always a little hope, a wishful thinking ... I can be the one in your heart.
However, I forgot, in this deep house, which woman does not think so. Actually don't blame you, blame you for not loving me. how come.
So you are the king, I am the concubine. In addition, there is nothing else, please do not give me hope.
That's it.
Whereever the concubine is sleeping, there is a record of the deacon in the palace. This is evidence of whether a woman in the harem is favored or not, and it is also a test of the authenticity of the emperor and prince.
Seeing her frozen body, Long Feili was furious and sneered, "Nian Xuanyuan, do you care so much? You want to be the most beloved concubine in this harem, I'll give you!"
"Xie Xie." Xuan Yuan just laughed, and he turned around and walked away.
heavy body, black eyes, and fell to the ground.
When the beauty of Liangchen is fictitious. It really is one session at a time.
Maybe, just now, you should stay longer ...
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