Fall In Love With A Substitute

The disaster is inaccessive, which has already been finalized, and Song Yizhang made Dunbo immediately.

Chu Wang played a good count, and the money is to take a military commander, one is to reject the power, and the second allows the victims to complain about the court.

Thus, with Deng Bo, there are hundreds of thousands of snow, which is used to buy food for disaster relief.

The next day, the household monks Yang Zhiming lost his face and cried. The problem of emptiness of the treasury was in front of Song Yizhen.

"Prince, the disaster relief silver two walked two or three waves, the national treasury deficit, this is only the spring, and the taxation should be able to enter the library in the summer, and the district is less than one million."

"If there is anything, Datun, the disaster, the disaster is can't." Yang Zhiming can't work.

This group is rotten.

Song Yu was pressed, and the plot was recalled.

Da Li's officials have money to borrow money with the national treasury, hit the habit of owing the strip, especially the high official prince, not only borrowed straight, but also the extravagant, the amount is huge.

"Is there any arrears borrowed from the house?"

Yang Zhiming: "I never."

"Recruiting the arrears of the country, can solve the urgent need." Song Yao looked at him, slowly, "Shang Shu is what?"

"..." Yang Zhiming thought about the three thousand silver two, his mouth, and almost did not speak.

He looked up at the eyes, but he saw that the Prince was stationed in himself, and the eyes and steady looks on the day. At this time, it is like a heavy mountain, and the thickness is heavy, and he is more embodied in his back:

"Chen ... Chen thought it was the account."

"Well, when you see it, bring the owed books, and choose someone."

The Song Xiang is faint, majestic as a water-like, and people are not commended by her request.

Yang Zhiming's consciousness tight:

"Yes."

Datiff's things are fascinating, but always have a little processing. Song Yizhen was in the Yangxiang Temple, and the officials sat in the tea room, waiting to summon, nourish the hearts of the temple, and officials have not stopped.

She has no experience, 09 is responsible for finding, and arranges all the transactions properly. Other officials only feel that the Prince has recently become better and better, but even a lot of hand wrists, it is a lot of mind, and all of them will play a spirit, not so slack.

As for Xu Jing and Zuo Xiang, who knows the identity of Song Yizhen, and the eyes are asked out, and sometimes it will not consciously look at Song Yu.

This is the princess who is only spoiled ...?

Song Yizhen can't, in the gap, it is preserved:

"The Palace is sitting in this case, picking up the play, I don't know how, my heart thinks of the emperor."

Zuo Xiang's tears immediately came down: "This is a dragon and phoenix! The ambition of the prince will be launched by princess."

Seeing the two loyal ministers suspected clouds, turning, and smiled softly, and smiled softly softly:

"hope so."

"how?"

The temple is pushed away, and the temple has across a personal shadow, but it is not the partner, but the Moon.

Feng Yue Xiaolia Yunxia Youth Bamboo Central Sleeve Long Shirt, the waist is connected to a silver like a shaped embroidery belt.

She combed her horse, and the clouds only wore a gold inlaid jade, and it was a brightly cooker.

Song Yizhen and Feng Yue have a few days in the evening. Even her sees a half of the ministers, suddenly seeing the color of the mountains and other colors, not to say others.

Silent, the sound of the moon is slightly cold, such as the cool breeze passed through the mountain:

"What is the princes not worry about?"

At the outside of the squad, the waiter, the waiter, did not dare to look at the moon, and a few people were also shaken after the tea room.

"Is the Taizi?"

"Otherwise, who can you."

"Let's send the soup water? The prince is against the Prince, it is still in the heart." Chu Wang sent the meaning of the meaning, whispered to colleague.

In the case of the moon, the question is invincible from the door of the Zhengguan gate, which is the rebuker of the left phase.

Two people, how to see it.

Another person will smile, and consciously see the secret of others' little couples:

"It is not worried, I have to come and see."

The hearts of the temple.

Left continued: "... ... I saw the prince without ceremony, and I became the body!"

The Song Yue did not speak, Song Yan is deeply known to the truth of the partner, and smile:

"There are several people in the temple, don't pay for those etiquette."

If you blow the beat left, you must say it.

Song Yizhen is not here: "Otherwise, you will not give a gift to the grandson in a daughter, don't have to be the same."

"..." Zuo Xiangyu, picking up a tea bowl, if there is no matter.

Song Yizhen, this is asked:

"What are you looking for me?"

Song Yizhen is sitting in the table, the waist is straight, the style is clear, and the color is often served, the skin is white, and the smile is especially hot.

Feng Yue is not known to be confused, or the two sentences of "grandchildren", "self-employed", let her jump.

I always feel that I can't say anything, it seems to be gently scratched by fine soft cat claws.

She turned into the way, indicating to the body, tone as much as possible:

"But I am afraid that you have documented, send some meals."

Drinking the snow in the hands of a Jinxiang Yunxiang black paint disk, sitting on a short fat soup, see the master, and send the soup to the case.

Her mouth sucking, replaced by the master:

"Prince makes the kitchenette a little dried chicken, which is the most nourishing yin and moistening, qi and blood."

"I am worried." Song Xiao smiled.

Turned to the eyeglass hourglass, the left side:

"It is my negligence. It is already a time. You are not good in your knees, the temple is cool, can you still have to live?"

Zuo Xiang official mixed a lot of people, where didn't know the foreign meaning.

He sighed and said:

"The minister retired."

"Xu Jing, you personally send left phase."

After the left phase stood up, he saw the eye in the eyes. He still didn't know that Feng Yue has learned that the Taizi is real, and it is inevitable to bring some worries.

When those people have passed through the diamond windows, they will see that the princes are in soon, and the left must have a brow, and they don't have to believe in two people.

After leaving left, Song Dao:

"Is there a problem?"

Feng Yue was just chose to sit down, he heard the words, micro-band:

"Be sure to have something, can you come to Yangxin?"

"Natural is not." Song Dynasty denyed the road, tone helpless.

Listening to the moon, she is a suspicion?

"Why not?"

Snow blue is eye-catching from the hot white porcelain soup, handed it to the Song Dynasty.

Song Yizhen is a bit hungry for disseminating the moon, but also takes two or three spoons, and he has said:

"It's good."

Coven soils.

She looked at the appearance of the little princess, and the eyebrows finally took some comfort.

"Is there so much thing to be busy?" She didn't have something wrong, "said that there are still many consecutive women in the tea room."

"I have been busy for two or three days."

In the past two or three days, it was in a hurry. Yesterday, it was a cold clock in the temple in the temple.

"It is impossible, the front is too many officials, and the abduction of the locations is pressed." Song was stewed with fragrant chicken soup and sighed.

Why don't you let the book?

This problem has passed through the moon, and she is looking at the answer -

There is Li Wei, and the Song Yan, which dares to spare, and thinks that there are many things, they have to see them in their own eyes.

She looks to the Song Dynasty, the shoulders are thin, and I can receive the heavy duty of the Grand Li, even Song Yun-like men -

"The princess is still the feet."

She took out, when the reaction came over, pick up the tea bowl to block the look, and the road:

"Don't be tired, otherwise, Dati is no one can stand up again."

The first time, I was allowed to care, and Song Yan was still unexpected. After hearing the second half, she understood that it was the prostitute of Da Li.

"My body is no longer, you can rest assured." Song Xiao smiled.

The fast-looking bureau must give her time to complete the task.

Fengyue looked at her smile and gently opened his eyes.

She found a word, said: "Deng Bo, you can rest assured."

Following, she heard the Song Dynasty: "I have you look at it," I am relieved. "

Song Yu ... talk too nice.

It's like a big cat, I was shining, I was ironed up and down, and I was so lazy.

She is baked by the sun, so it is easy to think about:

"Xian Yu invites me to go to her palace tomorrow."

Song Yizhen stopped, left a small round of ink point:

"She can't stand it?"

Sealing the moon, glance over the spirit:

"Deng Bo went to Surabaya, and Yan Yu naturally worried."

Song Yu smiled and said: "That will be more than the moon, comfort."

Dealing with the sages, this is another purpose of the sealed moon.

At this time, change others, it is modest to say, "I am concerned about the heart", "I biased the laughter of the moon, the smile, Zhang Dou is a sentence:

"This is my intention, don't use you."

Song Yan is still a smile, such as a pool of spring water, whitelo, beautiful.

The spring is light, the silver foil is light, nodded, such as spring bud swaying, gentle road:

"it is good."

The snow is also wrinkled.

Xian Yuqi Yao Palace, Feng Yue has left the car, just see Yi Xi Gongmen, but even the people who welcome themselves, only two Xiaogongshe you stand in front of the palace door.

Xiaoma, a small family.

The Xiaogou saw the moon, and he knew it, he only knew the ceremony.

Feng Yue is not strabismny, with the diaper straight, the feet are extremely stable, and the birth of Yi Xi will go out of the East Palace.

Even in the interest in the interest, I saw the left and right layout, and the flowers of these outside, which can be seen everywhere in Yiphao Palace.

The front of the main hall is like a fire, and it should have the "durianity".

The meaning is also the status of Yinyi in the palace.

In addition to the first queen, the palace is only symbol of the big pomegranate, and the Song Song Song Song is the emperor, which is not bad than the Queen.

Because the prince is insufficient, the body is weak, and the gambling is not in the second emperor.

Yixi Palace is in the main hall of the sages, the palace, and the trip:

"The prince is full of Wanfu, the Yuxiang Niang is waiting for you, and there is still a person who is in the middle, and speaks in the forehead."

"Start." Feng Yue is laminated, from the side of the grass, the next movement of faint fragrance.

She took the temple, and I saw the standard of three women, waiting for themselves.

The upper seat is a crimson flower skirt, the Yuxi, which is full of Zhu, and then sits on the other two.

, dress up low-key, but the body can still watch it. Another remaining is net, Ning Yu Den Ning Talent, Ningjiayuan.

After each self-ceremony, several people will be held.

The grass has a new tea.

Unlike others, these are late into the palace, and the Moon does not love to attend the palace banquet, and they still see Feng Yixiao.

The magnificent, jealousy, and the wind of the cold beauty is the most difficult.

Ning Yao Dream and even an idea, if it is a baby in the past few years, it is still the same as the Sixty-Thautian.

She consciously looked at the eyes of the eyes, seeing her very beautiful face, it is difficult to cover the color, the corner of the lipstick can't stay, the heart is full, she will make the feelings , Said:

"The Taizi is good."

"No, the minister is watching." He Qiqi gently jeve it.

Qixiang drinks hot tea, the square road:

"The Palace has not seen the prince, and she called her to see the face, met your mouth, seeing people's face, all tied."

She glanced over the moon, "It is a newly married little daughter, which is very happy, and the color is three points."

This is clear, the surface boars the moon, but also the color of her color is because it is touted and the newly married BUFF, the name is not true.

When the moon is easy and easy to listen to the meaning, although the population of the generals, she doesn't have a little bit of a housing skill, but the big feast, the woman's mouth is not less, it is really unfortunate.

It is important to think of the "Eastern Palace Face", the Prince East, the Prince of the Princess.

Yinyi This person is extremely afraid that others say that they are old, in the appearance, and the snake is going to play seven.

The prince is screaming.

"You boast me, I am really affected."

Yinyi lips, do not wait for her to talk, Feng Yunxiao is soft:

"The elders watched the young generation, always, it is good - I want to come and never there should be almost alive. I don't know how to serve in Yipi Palace?"

Yinyi hand, almost splaish the tea. She suddenly got straight to the moon, and she cleaned tea bowl, and her bones were flora.

Feng Yue this embryo!

Two sentences in Feng Yue, first put "elders" this year to Qian Yi, and mention "I am almost the same as you" "", and finally Cue has ridiculous.

I want to come to the side, I can't see people.

It flashed the sound of the sound of the moon.

He Qihao is still gentle: "It has not been seen in the past few days."

I would rather a little laughter, and I can't say anything: "I will give it to the sages."

On the top of the quarter, the prince is not lower than the four. On the ability, Yinyi did not impulse and seal the moon to tear the face.

She is in a gloomy, lipping, turning down, turning by Ning people, reparing:

"Ning Ni, this palace does not know, the second emperor you pay attention to?"

"One Qing Dynasty is doing everything in the side of the side of the side?" She patted the rosewood on the wooden table and made a big sound.

Ning's people were shocked and got up and fell in the hall.

"My sister is afraid, and I still want to be angry with my sister."

Yan Yu also thought of killing chicken giving monkeys, which would be letting her:

"Xu, the palace is too compassion, your bones are loose, I want to come to the palace to forget almost, um?"

Yixiang has been thrown out for a long time, this anger, there is no one dare to speak.

Feng soon lacked the tea bowl, issued a soft collision, breaking the dead.

"The Yue Guyiang is anger." She leisurely, not at the gas field.

Xian Yan Yang said: "Prince, this palace is affected by the emperor, the limit rate of six palace, how, do you want to intervene?"

"I dare not." Feng Yue laughed, it was a bit impatient, this kind of graphic is really immersible, it is better to go to Yangxiang Temple to see the little princess.

But Ningao dream looks like she has been, she looked at Ning Dream on the eye, said:

"But a word, you often, however, why not know, I don't know, I thought I would like to misunderstand myself."

"What is it?"

He Qihao, who is watching, is inexplicable by Cue, watching, I have said: "The girl is angry, angry, and the face will become poor."

"The palace is just that she is two sentences, and you are all ..."

The sages are nausea, and the anger in the face is not much convergent.

If you think about the moon, she has a sense of crisis to be seen. She is worried about her own face, and looks at the Ning Dream on the ground, and the microstrip is not grate:

"Get up, please feel cautious in the future."

"How do you see the three emperors?"

The last thing I gone, I saw this person, I have seen this person, she can go, and Xian Yu is really not wanting to stay.

"Go to the Royal Garden to play with the second princess." Xiang Yu said, this will let the grass bring the child, and it can be seen in this meeting.

Also said that there is a non-use nonsense, and there is no happiness in the moon. This is waiting until the Song Dynasty and the second princess Song Yingguang.

According to the reason, at the control of the Yinyi, there is fresh, and it can pregnant with the tires, and you don't have to say that the difficulty and resistant production will be raised.

The second princess Song Yingguang is a miracle of the life of Dragon Dragon Dragon in Dayi.

When two people came in, Song Yingguang was obviously the bullied, a princess, full face is gray, and the chest skirt is hooked, and the eyepiece shows the mother to the mother.

He Qiu is full of attention: "What happened this?"

"The three brothers took the stone, let me hide, I can't hide ..." The second princess cried.

The Song Dynasty is clearly a small bullion of the bear, the whole corner of the head, about 11 or two, long and strong, unable to be a day, come in to blame the sage:

"Mother, Song Ying is stupid, running slowly, she wants to be smart, can I be hit?"

"Come and drink the tea -" Xiang Yu pet, turn to see Song Yingguang, the tone is very impatient, "the child is fighting, Mo wants to be used to her, crying more unlucky."

The bear's child's hob is, and it is not straightforward.

Feng Yue is looking at the cold eye view.

He Qiui's eyes suddenly became red, it looks like a woman who is going to cry with her daughter, but they didn't dare, so soon with her daughter back to the palace.

The bear kids over there finished a bowl of tea, and he didn't have anyone in the small age. He looked at other women.

It is also the unique father of the father -

In the moment of the Song Dynasty, the movement card of the Song Dynasty was in the moment of the sea, and his eyes glow and coveted:

"Mother, who is this?"

Yinhe followed: "You are big emperor."

"It's so good, she looks more than you!"

"..."

The face of Xian Wei was black at the time.

Ning Ni people smiled in the belly to reach the sea, and they touched their laughs.

Hey, the month, the child, but the bottom is pressed against a disgust and cold.

"... Prince, you sent the royal doctor, earlier by the Qian Niang Niang, and have hiding in the palace, and there is no people in the March 5th."

In the morning, drinking ice comb, and drinking and snowing on the palace.

The Song Xiang, on the side, has been bouquet, and it is packed.

Have to say, the man's dress is indeed very convenient. When she turned into it, Feng Yue's just saved, and did not get up.

The Palace took out three or four golden screw flower jewelry, the light is itself, drawing different flowers, characters or rich birds, is extremely beautiful.

Open, Jin Yi silver, jade, jade, golden, golden, white jade, jade, rubber, sapphire, turquoise hibiscus, crystal amber agate cat eyes, full of Dangdang, extremely luxurious.

Although Song Xiang has seen these in memory, but did not have real touched, the woman did not attract it with jewelry, she slightly closer, looked at, especially the process of gold, very delicate.

However, this is thick and sweeping. She saw many gold moth ornaments in the head, and the pool butterfly, butterfly silver, gold inlaid jade four butterfly pumping ...

She is a glimpse.

"How?" Feng Yue seems to be hidden from the mirror to see her look.

"Nothing." Song smiled, "Moon is very like butterfly?"

Feng Yue leisurely swept the eyes: "Well, look comfort."

Song Yizhen picked up the golden jade four butterfly pumping, swaying the four butterflies as a flying shape, prejudice to the bead jade, the meaning, and it is quite.

"Use this?" She handed over.

Give yourself a first decoration? Fengyue is not like people who like others to take their minds, but maybe I really like butterflies, she does not exclude the use of small princess picking up -

I can't say it, she also wants to wear this today?

In the abuse of the moon, the drinking will be turned into the dark.

Song Yizhen can only be with a robe. Help her makeup, I will have a lot of money, and she has taken a thin golden, and she will help me.

Jin Yu is thin, called "Golden", this golden is the shape of a peach blossom, and drinking is to be posted to the moon.

After the golden honey, there is a layer of layers, and you have to use the tip of the tongue to get stunned, so that it can stick to makeup.

Feng Yue Ghost has turned to the gods.

Song Yizhen stands in front of the window, the window is half, the side is the mirror, the thin golden light is sprinkled on her, such as fabrication.

She stretched out the wet tip of the tongue and told the thin peach flower gold.

The crow is like a cloud, the skin is sublet, and the painted autumn water is not infected with the peach blossom.

She is more delicate than peach.

The wind is lightly blown, blows the window, the window is not scattered, and there is a flap rolled down in the sea.

The Song Dynasty lips and teeth, only a number of lotus marks.

She stretched the white and tender fingers before the moon, finger the peach and peach, the eyebrows are light:

"You see, this is feasible?"