She was irritable for a moment, pacing, her eyes fell on the mobile phone on the table, and she put it in a purse hanging around her waist.
"Ali, are you going?" After thinking about it, he looked up at Long Feili.
Looking at her beautiful appearance, Long Fei smiled and stroked her hair. "You go, I will go, you don't go, I go and do it!"
She loves to listen to him like this, outside the monarch of a country, he is still her husband.
She smiled, just wanting to let the little girl of the butterfly style tell Long Zijin that she would not pass by, but some sounds came from the outside hall, Long Feili frowned slightly, "Butterfly, you have a look . "
Butterfly Feng's congratulations retreated and hurried, this door did not care about closing, Xuan Yuan closed the door, just turned around, Long Feili has come behind her, she smiled slightly, then Raised his arm around his neck.
He picked her up, walked to the soft couch by the window, and sat down. She bent over and took off his shoes. He also embroidered his shoes and put his legs on his pillow.
watched the man's cold eyes slowly softened, Xuan Yuan was trying to talk, but the knock came quickly.
The two looked at each other, Long Fei Li was slightly impatient, and said coldly, "Come in."
Come in is butterfly wind, Xiao Luzi and several palace urns, and a faceless urn.
The little sister saw the two, and immediately bowed down to salute, Xuan Yuan looked at the little sister's fifteen-six-year-old situation, looks very cute, likes the child in his heart, and is about to get him up, Long Feili loses his face, "It becomes even more ridiculous that this humiliation is no longer the same. When I go back and tell your master, I said that I would not let Nianfei pass by, and asked him if there was another brother in his eyes, so he wouldn't fool him into talking!"
Even with the little sister-in-law, all the people in the palace were frightened and did not dare to breathe lightly: the emperor had a temper.
玑 玑 Xuanzhen then knew that Xiaoyan was a boy in Longzijin House. She looked at the boy's eyes trembling and trembling, but looked at herself timidly, thinking that Longzijin must be anxious before sending someone over. Soon after the rumor was sent, he sent his own closet.
She quietly glanced at Long Fei Li, and was wondering how to persuade him, but Long Fei Li waved his hand, and said, "Let's go down."
Everyone dared to say anything, and was about to retreat, the little sister looked back at Xuan Yuan again, Long Feili sneered: "Tell your master, I'll accompany Nianfei here."
Xiaoxi was shocked and happy, saying: "Report to Long Live Grandpa, Wang Ye changed the location to Bixia Palace."
Butterfly Wind has been with Xuan Yuan for a while, knowing how to look at the emperor, hurriedly pulled the boy and retreated.
Xuan Yuan sighed slightly, "You will not get angry with Zi Jin when you arrive."
Long Fei was indifferent, leaning over and holding Xuan Yuan's feet, putting on her shoes. Xuan Yuan was uneasy. Looking at him, Long Zijin was afraid of punishment and could not escape. He reached out and shoved him, and said softly in his ear: "He is also bitter, and you should be considerate when you are an elder brother. Okay?"
看 看 Seeing the man not squeak, Xuan Yuan pushed him again.
"Well."
Long Fei was silent for a long while before throwing a word out.
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Bixia Palace.
Xuan Yuan did not expect that there would be so many people, Long Zijin, Xia Houchu, Duan Yuzheng, and even Xia Sang and Yuzhi were there, not to mention Xu Yan and Qingfeng-Long Feili's people all came.
Long Feili's mind, plus the suspicion between her and Ruyi ... Xuan Yuan understood that everyone except Xu Yan came to look at Long Zijin's face. This is why Long Zi Jinxuan is in the remote place of Bixia Palace, so that everyone can see it. I presumably wished to resign to the Queen Mother beforehand.
Yu Zhi looked at Xuan Yuan, immediately smiled like a flower, came over and pulled her affectionately. Xuan Xuan patted her hand, her eyebrows fluttered, and finally she looked at Ruyi standing beside Long Zijin.
She has reduced a lot of herself, a pale-colored dress, nothing embroidered, her complexion is pale, her eyes are faintly floating, and a face is increasingly sharp. Her eyes were very bright, and her eyes were very different from her complexion.
Xu Xuan's heart jumped, an uneasy and strange feeling slowly pierced from the bottom of the heart, the mist was usually around the heart. Indistinguishable, it does exist.
When everyone saw the two coming over, everyone hurried to see Li. Long Zijin laughed and said, "Ruyi will live in the courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing."
说 说 He looked at Ruyi again and said softly, "Don't you have something to say to the young concubine that day when you were taken away by the queen mother?"
Ruyi didn't speak. Even when everyone saw Li, she was standing still, her eyebrows were tight, and her eyes were staring at Long Feili and Xuan Yuan not far away.
I do not know who she is looking at, the emperor or the concubine? Everyone froze in their hearts, but heard her suddenly mute voice: "Is it you?"
Others did not know, but Xuan Yuan knew that she was watching Long Fei Li, because her eyes did not meet her in the slightest.
Xuan Yuan was doubting in her heart, but saw that she slightly shifted her gaze and her voice trembled: "Sony Ericsson?"
Throwing thunder in her heart, Xuan Yuan shook her body instantly, she slowly looked down at the small purse around her waist, just let it go, and a cell phone was exposed from the purse.
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Some things and nightmare are doomed to avoid, but if Xia Sang and Yu Zhi wedding the next day, she and Long Fei Li did not go to Bixia Palace, then, can later avoid many things?
The eyes fixed on the mirror, fixed on the woman's shocked face, squinting hot and humid eyes, Zhu Qi smiled softly, this mirror is called "Retro".
a mirror, a smile, thousands of years flicking.
If you see someone else's play in the mirror, you may burst into tears, but it wo n’t hurt, you may hurt, but it wo n’t be far away. After laughing and crying, you can continue the prosperity of tomorrow.
Here is 2010, No. 18, Xining Street, China.
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Thank you for reading. At this point, the volume of "Drunk Li I don't know the age limit" is over. Beginning tomorrow, the tyrant enters the final volume "Smile with a smile and look through a thousand years." Thank you very much to everyone who is here with me. Dear friends, see you tomorrow.