Fall In Love With A Substitute

Mingshou Palace.

Qinghe County is sitting with drinking tea, holding a bureau.

I didn't wait for the princess who came to be washed, and I was waiting for the month.

Feng Yue is idle, and it is, Yinhong rolls, and the skin is red, and the shoulder shoulder.

Because of the martial arts, it is different from the usual bonge woman, she has a delicate and cold and impact.

When the Qinghe saw the mountains, he followed the pireful and poor students of the husband.

She alert, how can she just come to the palace, Feng Yue is on time, I still have to revenge, I want to continue to dig my own pit?

The Qinghe is changing, the knees are full, the gas is full:

"Prince Wanfu."

Sealing the moon.

The Lord of Qinghe County is special, and the weekdays are very embarrassed, and no one will pay her with her etiquette. I didn't expect to go to yourself today. I know some gifts.

Feng Moon is idling her eyes, said:

"Today, I know the rule - start."

That's sure, can't catch you the handle, clear the river.

The two just sat well, and the Song Dynasty was also turned out from the house.

She is wearing a bamboo shirt, and it is clear. On the head, there is only a big pearl crystal string, which is very elegant.

Qinghe saw the Song Dynasty, and he said:

"Hey, you, you are here again."

She also secretly gave the Song Dynasty, as if they were spoiled:

"Every time you come, we can't talk well."

This emperor slammed out, and Song Yu almost tried to live JIO.

She hidesfully clear the throat, and her eyes closed with the next month.

Her eyes are helpless, and the scenery is idle, and it can't see it. I can't see it. I will kill Mingshou Palace.

Even smiles with the lips.

Under the Song Dynasty, the moon is idle, and the tone is leisurely:

"What is the main saying, what I can't listen?"

Qinghe, this person, it looks jumped, but there is a chapter, seeing her only cautiously, saying that such a joke, 80% is really looking for Southern Song, do you have to leave.

The princess is, the Qing River is fat, and the eyes are not squat:

"Say our hammay woman love, you have married people, listen to these, the prince is known, I have to blame me."

The moon is laughing.

The Qinghe is in a glance, and it is also cautious in it.

Has Feng Yue is getting angry with yourself? If you haven't come back, even if you are still happy?

Song Yizhen can't see it.

Xu is the heat of the heat, there is a little hot on the face, told the palace to open the window, and then give himself a fan, Song Yizhen is said:

"If you have anything, I don't say, Huang Hao is not outstanding."

At this time, I read this emperor, and I wandered around the tongue and was spit out, and the pole is poked.

Not outsiders?

Qinghe, look at it, look at it, a calm, one is self-satisfied, nothing can't see.

She hesitated, the arm went to the table, drums his mouth:

"Harm, not big, but heard the sacred desire to send it to all the seals, Pingjin also has a partner, come and ask you, this Mid-Autumn Festival feast is there?"

Song Yan is.

Qinghe lived in Beijing with a young family, but her father Pingjin is in the place.

She and Song have a good relationship. In addition to the intentions, it is necessary to pay attention to the palace in the home, and sometimes it will play the wind from the past.

Although the content of the monet is not rumored, it is natural to know, it is natural to know.

This time, it should be that she will ask her in her home.

This matter is nothing to associate with the surname king, Song Xiang smiled:

"It's a very common family feast, but I haven't mentioned it in your home."

"If there is something very different, it is this time you have to go to the banquet, ask for a reunion."

Song Xiang's feelings are gentle, lined with the green buds, words and deeds, are all in the forest, and soft.

In this moment, the Qinghe found that he was different.

If you think carefully, it is this attitude.

The royal man is born, it is the top Tianjiao, which is used to it. It is the Qinghe yourself, but also the noble woman who has a few, and you will think more about the next day.

When a row, a row is naturally expensive, especially when others have something to see, it is unfinished with the hidden pride.

It is possible to come to the Song Dynasty, and the eye is patience and is understanding tolerance, a gas, and waving.

I am moving in the Qinghe, it is her sister, it is so good.

She a little twisted, a small number ratio: "It's rare to see you once, actually take things to disturb you quiet."

Self-recognition has always been a clear river of the Princess of Shenzhen Palace.

"I am not there, you have little more fun ..."

Qinghe spit himself in his heart, she is actually a bad woman who encounters the problem!

"What is your blush?"

"what?"

Qinghe looked at the Sudden Sound of Sound, raised his hand and touched his face, is her blush?

"Because I thought." Qinghe is serious.

Sealing the moon.

From Fang Sang, Song Yan said, the face of this county did not go, like a red face parrot, too stupid.

Fortunately, it is not always in the palace, otherwise, how to bring the Song Dynasty with stupid.

When the moon is idle, I will listen to the river:

"I haven't followed behind, I will move to the palace to stay in the house, accompany you, I will go back to Mid-Autumn Festival -"

"."

The tea bowl of Feng Yubi put it on the table, and the tea cover offset and issued a friction of the ear.

Qinghe caught his mouth and looked at it.

Feng Yue's eyelids, bloom, laugh:

"The county will continue."

It is extremely beautiful, but it makes the Qing River, and it is straightforward.

Don't you laugh on me!

"I ... I am still ... I don't say it first?"

A pair of self-discriminy, as if the river is very good, it is like a moon.

Feng Moon is also very good, no hurry:

"The main owner lives in the palace, and does not taste it, the princess looks?"

The Qinghe is a neighborhood, how to say that it is not a sea to reject her, otherwise it is "long as a mother".

It means that there is no multi-tube of the moon, and the clear river is tones, and the secret reflects how it is surprised. She looks to the Song Dynasty, and the eyes are bright.

Good sisters will never refuse you, she likes to meet themselves, listening to himself, who is the story of who is a small house!

Under the eyes of Qinghe expectation, Song Yan apologized:

"Summer is tired, you live in the palace, I have not very good, and I will play with you."

Little sister ... refused to send a few?

The Qinghe blinked and looked awkward.

Feng Yue is so late is this result, and the Song Yizhen is divided into two corners, and how can it make the Qinghe live in the palace, always meet.

Seeing the red face of the old father in the Qing River with the old father, it is rare to love.

"You are in the palace, don't go to see Qi Baozhu, she lives in the Wude Hall, more lonely than the princess."

Qi Baozhu is the second emperor, the second emperor went to the Huangling, the emperor did not happen, and Qi Baozhu still lived in the Hall of the Wude.

Waiting for the Palace of the Prince to Wushu Temple, the Ministry of Service did not dare to clock the Wude Temple. When I was in the Songquan, Qi Baozhu's days were so good, but it is inevitable to be lonely.

Qinghe and Qi Baozhu relations are okay, and go to the Japanese banquet. I remembered that Qi Baozhu's encounter, she stunned, refreshing and got up:

"Then I will go to her, tell her about the fashionable play."

After two steps, she responded: "Hey, why is she still lonely?"

Does the two are not a little pity that is also the same?

Then, the Qinghe listens to the slows of the Prince:

"Princess, I have me."

"..."

Qinghe looked at the heart of Song, are you not a lot of money?

"... Huang Shu teases you, she is not always coming." Song Yan looted the child.

Feng Moon is not refuted, drinking a sweet silk tea.

She is not often coming.

She is all playing in the East Palace and Song.

"It turns out."

A simple Qinghe suddenly realized that in his heart, he was unspeakable, and the heart was satisfied.

After the Qinghe leaves, they can also return to Donggong.

Feng Yue passed the steps, naturally, I also had to go back, and Song Yan walked from the midway, she stood up, smashing the palace, lifting the lead:

"Month, your tea is finished, will return to the East Palace ..."

Sealing the moon leisure lips: "Do not expect my emperor?"

Song Yu is dumb, she is, she didn't speak.

The eyes are supple to drop in water, and the moon is allowed to live, she stands up and go to the Song Dynasty.

Song Yan looked at her eyes, I know what she wants to do.

Outside the outer palace, it is a blue sky, and the Song Dynasty can let her come in Mingshou Palace.

She retired after her feet, reversed:

"Unused."

Just, she retreats to crystal curtains, the curtain is like Liuzhi, crying in the light, clearing the micro man, and being smashed on both sides.

After the Song Dynasty, the window opened the window, poured into a wind.

The crystal curtains come with the wind, such as a plenty of light into the air.

With the floating, there is a thin Roman sleeve on the Song Dynasty, such as Lin Duan Qing's fog, and there is a rush.

The deep green palace is covered with crystal curtains, and it is windy and floating in the air -

Next, I was blocked into the palm of the month.

Song Yizhen is open, and the lips are tall.

In the wind, the clothes of the mountains are like a bird's wings, and they are going to the back, and her clothes fly together, such as nine days of mysterious birds.

After a few wire crystal curtains, the palace ribbons in the moon is folded a few folds, and the slightly striped is light, and the Song is in the arms.

St.

The curtain is in the face of the two, as if wearing a bead curtain, a half-slide, and a smart.

Fengyue is slightly low, passing through the bead curtain, lightly smashed with the nose.

She laughs, because she is close, the voice is like a sputum:

"Hide me, huce?"

Song Yu blinks, the U.In geelasia brushs through the crystal, and itchy in the heart of the mountain.

"This is Mingshou Palace."

Sealing the moon.

"Okay, don't do anything."

Song Yue naturally believes in the moon.

But the next interest, the end of the month -

Song Yizhen.

She kissed her.

It is through the block through the block, and the clear crystal is clear.

The two lips did not come to one place, but it passed a different kind of relatives and attachment.

The lips go out, splashing on crystal.

Feng Yingying smiles.

Song Yizhen didn't know, it was a soft in his eyes.

Outside the temple, before the window.

Drinking snow suddenly recovered the line of sight, such as lightning strikes.

She is too big, and she looks at her eyes, and I asked:

"how?"

Drinking snow, slow, half shot, hurry to shake your head:

"No, okay."

She reacted and quickly moved two steps, blocked the window, afraid of seeing others.

At this time, she seems to have slowed the god.

What did she just saw ...?

Drinking and snowy face.

Master this is -

Take the Prince Green?

Still talk to the Prince of my sister? ?