The eager mood of arbor immediately infected ink lotus and three small ones.

The prince hung his hands slightly and let his little daughter-in-law lead her. He almost galloped forward.

The jade dragon of qiongtian is green and full of life. It winds to a courtyard surrounded by flowers and blooming in green. It gently embraces the whole courtyard.

Like a pearl in the sea, so gently treated.

The tree slowly stopped, subconsciously clenched the husband's fingers, a pair of eyes full of light and translucent wetting.

Push open the courtyard door full of green plants, as if pushing open the memory locked in the deep.

Along the path of medicine and fragrance, the tree is slowly moving forward, and its eyes are directly staring at a tree in the middle of the courtyard.

Master, can I grow tall? ]Of course you will grow tall. You are seven years old now. Let's plant this cinnamon tree. Ten years later, when you are seventeen, it will be ten. ]

[when you are one year old and one year old, ten years will be gone. When you grow up, master will be old. ]

[that Xiaobao will make you a beauty pill. In this way, master will never be old. ]

the arbor looked at the tree in a daze, and his little hand stroked it up and gently stroked the bark.

The moment when I look up, the breeze blows on my face, the osmanthus is fragrant, and the petals are scattered.

Here, it seems Carrying too many memories of her.

So that, every step, as if you can see those familiar figures, smiling and waving at her.

The arbor pushes open the door of the chamber, stands quietly at the door, looking at her gorgeous but solemn boudoir.

Fingers touched the long screen window carved with bamboo, stroked the blooming Begonia in front of the window.

Gently swept, spotless windowsill, brushed the beauty couch in front of the window.

He looked out of the window, quietly, almost without blinking.

[the sword is a murder weapon. When you draw the sword, you should realize this. ]

[disciples, villains like to talk a lot. When we subdue the enemy, don't talk to them. Always shut them up, that's the right choice. ]

[sword refers to the sky, and what can the sky do for me? ]

standing there, she looked out of the window quietly, as if she saw two gorgeous figures, looming like a butterfly wearing flowers, and the two swords were quickly handed over, making a jingling sound.

Her line of sight was moved away on the screen of twining silk and stamens, and then she went out. Her little hand gently pushed open the study door next door and went in.

She went over and looked at the two books arranged in one big and one small way. She sat in front of the small book case and stroked the rice paper in front of her.

There were two drops of ink on it, and a word was written askew: Joe.

As if to see that year, the woman gently holds her little hand, which is almost transparent and white, and writes on the rice paper with every stroke.

"Master, uncle." The little girl cried out with a choking voice. As soon as the tear drop "Da" came down, she fainted and dyed the two ink marks.

Prince Mo has been following her silently. Seeing her like this, he hurriedly reaches up to her shoulder and asks softly, "Joe, do you think of anything?"

"I think a lot." "Tree voice a pharynx, soft voice says," why spirit explodes not clear. But after the explosion, I know where I went. "

My soul and body are drifting away with the wind.