Chapter 404

Jiang Qiao's ears felt guilty when she heard Yan Hui's words. Baidu search txtjia.com this thing happened because of its own fault. Now the Palace officials have been waiting outside the house all night. Jiang Qiao's heart was more convinced that the man outside the house loved himself so much. How much love, how much tolerance and accommodation.

Jiang Qiao's ear was really dazzled by the darkness in her heart. Now it's really a little refreshing to hear Yan Hui say so.

"Thank you, Yan Hui. Every time you can enlighten me when I'm confused." Jiang Qiao's ear said with some guilt.

"Well, qiao'er, you know me, I can't see you so depressed. Look at you like this, my fire won't come together, so Jiang qiao'er, you should cheer up and don't hurt yourself like this. Look at your dark circles, so heavy, did you stay awake last night?" Yan Hui asked with concern.

Jiang Qiao's ear nodded silently. Yan Hui continued to care and said, "you've been tossing around all night. You're not hungry."

Jiang Qiaoer was told by Yan Hui and was forced to nod.

At this time, ye Wushuang knocked at the door and said, "Qiao Er, open the door and I'll bring you breakfast."

Yan Hui motioned Jiang Qiaoer to open the door and said, "Jiang Qiaoer, you woman, don't be so hard. Go and open the door and have something to eat. Baidu search txtjia.com"

Jiang qiao'er was embarrassed to open the door, but when she opened the door, it was not ye Wushuang, but the palace minister who stood carefully in front of the door with bread and milk.

Jiang Qiao's ear was surprised and distressed. Palace officials were too worried about themselves and looked haggard. The whole state was very bad. But these mistakes are clearly caused by themselves. I don't know what to say for a while.

But the imperial palace official asked carefully, "wife, are you hungry? What kind of sauce do you want for your bread? Your favorite strawberry sauce has just been used up in the hospital. I'll take the chocolate sauce and cherry sauce. If you don't like it, I'll send someone to buy it for you right away, but you drink less milk. OK?"

Jiang Qiao's ear was tight before the palace official finished

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