Fall In Love With A Substitute

"... Today's Prince, it can be practiced."

Feng Yuyi went to the generals, and talked about the backyard octagonal pavilion.

"Under the DPRK, you have not seen it, those people have to go out, I have an eager to go back to the bank, otherwise the black hat and the Marquis are not can't keep."

"I thought about helping him talk, and if I want to use the Prince's own person, I have enough."

Feng Yuyi looked at the cold beauty in front of him, tested:

"Xinyang Hou Chen Yang Bo is ..."

Surdery in the pavilion, throwing the fish, and is angry:

"It seems that the prince is very useful."

"It's really what you give? Hey, I will go to Beijing today." Feng Yu Yi smiled, "It's really fast, it is estimated that I will not need to see Li Wei."

"Ok?"

The sound of the moon and the nose, and the ear is melted.

Feng Yizheng touched the earlobe, said:

"The Prince claimed that Li Wei did, it was he passed, the prince was his back book, and Li Wei also had his face."

"If there is a Chu king, he is not behind him. His Eighth Elements should be resigned. If you can't resign, you will have anger, even if it's the goodness of the Prince, you will not tolerate him. He can only 'sick'. "

Feng Yuyi is Emboun: "If it is interested in the prince, take the opportunity to waste him, nor can it be."

"No." Feng Yue is idle to make fish food in the screw paint box.

"Why?"

The Song Yong's figure was thrown in the moon, and the slender toughness was extremely tough, but it was not weak, and it was very fruitful.

Think of the things that day, she satirized, and sent a micro-motion:

"Without Li Wei, this is also empty. At this time, the situation is steady, it can achieve the balance, let who go?"

Feng Yuyi.

"Don't let the wasteful Li Yu stayed in the head, occupying this person, no man, she is able to show it."

Some of the unsatisfactory somewhere, and throw some fish food, see Jinhong's fish to fight, she is tired:

"Waiting for her in his heart, Li Wei, the prime minister,"

Feng Yizheng is chewed, and the truth is this reason.

"Don't blame me more, you have the same time to the Prince, is he still guarding you?"

Feng Yuyi seems to be a joke, "" Look at this prime minister, he is no one in his hand, the home is not still - "

"The brother is cautious."

, She is lazy, looking lazy, screaming is dark, and life makes Feng Yuyi disappeared the idea.

"It was I impetuous." Feng Yuyi sighed.

After Feng Yu, the old generals blocked from the old friends home, see Feng Moon and still at home, surprise:

"You haven't returned to the palace?"

"Why, I don't want to see me." Feng Yue is idling.

"How will it."

The sea is sitting in the table, the generals will be two mains, don't pay attention to what rules, and come to the same table with their father and women.

"You are at home, I can add more bowls." Feng Yu smiled.

Silver gathered chopsticks, but only tasted a few mouthfuls.

Feng Yu is really like him, the appetite is open, and the side is taken:

"You lived on the two days at home, the Prince didn't come to you?"

The dish of the moon is sent to the lips, can't eat, she puts down the silverware, and the road:

"Ok."

"Hey, big matter." Feng Yu smiled.

?

Looking at your own wife, "Do you know what you are talking about?", You are full of confidence:

"You are afraid of being restrained, I don't worry, the Prince is not binding, you must be very happy."

"..." Feng Yue's idle face has no expression, "Yes, it is very happy."

Enveloping the daughter's mind, even more proud, drinking the wine, smashing it:

"You didn't talk to me before, have you allocated with the Prince?"

"You go palace for two or three days, the Prince doesn't care about you, do not send dark guards, this is how much trust, can it be a good thing?"

"..."

This is unable to refute this month, even she doesn't understand, why is Song Yan trust himself? Only because of Song Yu's ?

Anyway, this kind of trust without bottom line, there is no trust, and it is "put", it is not concerned.

Feng Yue's tapping lips, the green onion is like a jade pot, and drinking it for yourself.

She looks up, the silk is like Liu Si, spirits into the throat.

Blocking her:

"Today, drink alcohol? Are you not happy?"

The moon did not speak, a glass of wine, and she was in the middle of the water, and the star was turned into a water wave.

"Who else dares to provoke my daughter? Feng Yuyi is coming today? He is so embarrassing."

Feng Yu smashed, with the mouth: "Can you always be a prince?"

If you are unhamented, he will pick up himself:

"Harm, it is definitely not, you still said before, you just all the alliance, there will be no children in love."

"..."

Feng Yue took care of his face.

This wine is so big?

The face is spicy.

Song Yu went to the Qing Dynasty.

Although she is strict on the championship, it is still necessary to justify it.

The prince is short-term, and there is no old emperor with the chartess relationship. Many of the emperor who are not in the face is even more deal.

Tulk these people, especially the princess, or you have to ask the emperor.

Fortunately, the emperor is impressed by yourself. When Song Yan said fine, the old emperor is really convinced that the princess is very dissatisfied.

The old emperor is such a person, who is loved, who listen to it.

If this is not, it will not force the father of the moon in the chartroom of Chu Wang.

Song Xiang, in addition to letting the emperor know what these sinners have been doing wrong, but also to come to the emperor, with his private bin to subsidize some of the old court subsidies.

These horses are the same as the same seal, and they follow the emperings in the early years. They are only silver money, the amount is not big, and Song Yizhen does not want to do things.

And the emperor took the monarch from the silver, and it would showcase the side of the Royal Mediterranean.

It's almost that it is, and the palace is in the temple.

"At the emperor, the princess enters the palace, and it is coming to the Qing Qing Palace, saying that it is to visit you."

The emperor's face is like a cloud, thunderstorms:

"She also saw it."

"The father of the father is anger, and the anger is hurt."

Song Yunxiang said, replacing the emperor:

"If the princess wants to talk to you, the child will go back to the temple, and there is a minister waiting."

"You go." The emperor and slowdown.

The look of the Prince is actually not good, the cheeks have no blood, such as a snow, but half points don't mention how to work hard, just for yourself and state, so that the emperor is extremely ironing.

"Hey, fortunately, you are, you are bad, you are tired."

Emperor looked up, "Xu Jing, take care of your master."

"Yes."

Xu Jinggong went up, the heart was in the heart, and the Prince was in the world, and he did not get the emperor.

Once, he only felt that the princess stressed up the burden left by the Prince.

But this piece has passed, Xu Jing only felt, this place to raise the little princess in the deep palace, could not ...

Is the real purple weight, the natural emperor?

Song Yizhen did not accepted a disease, especially for the generals, if it revealed a disease, it would be inevitable to have a wire "".

She didn't know how different emotions of themselves, they can't pay attention, everything carefully.

In Feng Moon, you went away, whether it is anger, but still needs calm time, Song Yizhen does not want to interfere with the moon to idle.

This is not exempt than bright and upright.

But before the snow, the ban on the banned army paid close attention to the East Palace, if he had to give the royal face, she even moved the idea of ​​banned the military group.

Thus, some things are destined to hide.

The sound of the moon is quiet: "You said, with the three days, there is Royal doctor to give the prince."

"Yes."

"Why do you say today?" Feng Yue's voice added a cool intention.

The ban on the banned army came to report:

"On the first day, when the Prince's weekdays, please pay an exception. The next day, the Prince was in the Yangxin Temple, the value is limited, the message failed to be part of it. "

The head buryed: "On the third day, the Royal Doctor went to the East Palace, and he could not see the doctor. It was confirmed that the prince was a sound.

The sealed month is not happy, and asked immediately:

"What's up with her?"

"The doctor shows that the prince has been fainted in three days, without other conditions, so according to usual diagnosis, the situation is improved."

Feng Yue is leisure to the back chair, three days ago -

She is away from the palace in front of himself, after her, my feet fainted?

The little princess, this is not a wind, it is necessary to fall, this is nothing, and it is clear that the moon is very clear, but the control is not asked:

"Three days, isn't it clear?"

Prohibition of the army to recall:

"The doctor is on the road ... The prince is not good to rest, it is unfavorable."

Yes, she is still disposing in these days.

The emperor is ill, throws the state affairs to the children, only the Song Yizhen is left, who can help her?

She can only take these things, even if she is sick.

The Song Dynasty has a thin body shape in the mind, and the frieneta is soft.

Such a small princess, this should be tuned.

Narrows and narrow shoulders, but we have to hold up the wind and rain.

At this time, I couldn't think of it. When she talked to Feng Yu, she still thought that Song Yan is in the heart, let her love and hate.

I heard her ill, I rigidly decisively, and I am not in my thoughts.

There is only one sizzling in the brain, and the young branches are helpless, and they are soft and fragile.

Can't find something, no help.

Feng Yue, the belt is coming.

"Drinking snow, ready to go back to the palace."

The idea of ​​Song Yizhen is very reasonable, and it is very calm, but the East Palace has a little personal, and it is cold.

She came to the East Palace, and she was free to come. So, she came to this small world, she didn't have to open the month.

These two days, there is only one bed quilt on the shelf bed, a rice cake.

- Don't say, so sleeping is quite spacious.

Just get up every day, the mirror of the dressing table is no one, and there is always a bit of desirable.

Song Yizhen recovered the eyes of the mirror.

Snow blue:

"Have you want to return to the Taizi? Yesterday Huiyi also sent people to find a confident, the prince is always not coming back, nor a magazine."

"There is already a wind in the outside."

Don't say so, Song Yizhen also wants to get something.

However, the outside world is not critical, and it can be used as a smoke bomb.

It is not returning to the moon, and the emperor may not say that it does not pass-

Previously, the moon was often served, and the Emperor of these days asked Feng Yue, so that Song Yu took the way.

If the emperor knows that after marrying into the royal family, it is still so beautiful, and there must be some emperor suspicion.

Song Yan Shen said:

"That's Xu Jing personally -"

She has not finished, her palace waving salon:

"Prince Wanfu."

Song Yan is slightly talented, turned to look at the gate of the temple.

Feng Moon ... back?