Chapter 30： This is called the number of gifts!

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The thirtyth chapter is called the number of gifts!

Next, no matter how the night Junqing questioned, Yao Mozhen did not put a word until he used the lunch to see Tingyue.

"Ting Yue, put the table." Tingyue heard the sound, ugly to the night Junqing.

"This king has not eaten yet!" Night Jun Qing screamed. Yao Mozhen ignored it and walked into the inner room.

"She...what is her attitude? In addition to the emperor, the emperor, the emperor, the harem saw that the prince is going to salute! This is the number of rituals!"

"Wang Ye... If you don't eat, the slaves have to collect the table..." Ting Yuexi reminded. The night Jun Qing heard a shock, then screamed, and immediately picked up the tableware and looked at the meal.

what happened to him? He asked himself not to be an impetuous person. After he died, he did not know who else in the world, anything can fluctuate his emotions, but now, he is actually angry with an idiot! Maybe it’s because of the hamster, yes, it must be! After the night of the Qing dynasty, I was so hungry that I was relieved to eat.

When Tingyue pushed the door into the inner room, Yao Mozhen was leaning against the window, quietly staring at the long-awaited Changle Palace, which was where her child was born.

"The maiden, the prince is gone." Tingyue put the fruit in his hand on the table and walked to Yao Mozhen.

"Eating meal?" Yao Mozhen took back his sight and gathered the sorrow of his eyes.

"Well, the goddess, the slave is unclear. Why do the goddess pretend to be stupid in front of everyone, but not to kill the prince?" This question has been thought for a long time, but it is not necessary.

"You forgot? Before I entered the palace, this palace had been to Su Wangfu. He was very impressed with this palace. And the emperor had arranged for the night to live in the Guanyin Palace, and the relatives of the palace, even if the palace wanted to marry, it would not be a few On the day of the day, it’s better to let him know that there is nothing wrong with him.” Yao Mozhen slowly returned to the table. The lychee in the fruit bowl was her favorite thing, and now bites in her mouth. But there is no feeling that the heart is bitter, and eating nothing can change this fact.

"Isn't the goddess not afraid that the prince will expose the empress to the emperor?" Ting Yue handed the lychee to Yao Mozhen, worried.

"The only thing I don't worry about in this house is this. Don't worry, if you don't have enough confidence, this palace will not take risks. Can you look at the harem in these two days?" Yao Mozhen turned the subject and looked at Ting month.

"The niece asked casually!" Tingyue was full of confidence.

"Oh, go out with the palace to go." Yao Mo sly smiled, got up and put the jade finger in the hands of Tingyue, stepping out of Guanyin Palace. Returning to the palace, some people are the time to meet.

Dachu's Royal Garden is far bigger than Tingyue's imagination. At that time, the hamster's pavilion is the most inconspicuous corner of the Imperial Garden. At this moment, when Tingyue stood on the white jade bridge of Yuyuan Middle Road, he looked at it. Under the bridge, a green satin-like, shining blue water, I can't help but be surprised.

"The goddess, this is much bigger than the pond of the Xiangfu!" Tingyue said with emotion.

"Tingyue, I saw no, there is a scorpion in the gazebo that is feeding the fish. You talk about it, who is she?" Following the direction of Yao Mozhen, Tingyue clearly saw a woman on the gazebo built by the hanging lake. The fish food in his hand is sprinkled into the clear water lake, which leads to the koi in the lake gathering under the pavilion. The time jumps and splashes countless drops of water, which is extraordinarily crystal clear in the sun.

The woman wore a purple long skirt, embroidered with rich peony at the pleats, the water-green ribbon was tied at the waist, the white gauze was worn on the shoulders, and the three thousand blue silks were made into a complicated flying scorpion with a moon 簪, jade jade, blood pearls and other valuable jewelry, Deng Xian women's good identity.

"The maiden is not going to fall for Tingyue. She must be a singer. The left-handed general’s little daughter, who lives in Duyuexuan, has been sealed for five years. She did not have a son. When she was in the generals, she used to be arrogant. After the palace did not converge, the palace lady who often played was bruised and bruised. The palace lady behind her was purple cream, and it was also the most overbearing one in the palace. Anyway, the ladies were afraid of her and could avoid it." Ting Yue will hear the news. All said it, in exchange for Yao Mozhen for a while.