Fall In Love With A Substitute

Song Yu, this, everyone's expression is very exciting.

Don't say adults, only the young children who are still unknown don't know what happened, even more than a few teenagers -

They actually than a child still in the .

Especially Song Ziyi, the attitude of the previous moon is not allowed to give a few princes, and he feels that he will feel that ten is steady.

Have a humble courtesy, but the heart has already begun to look forward to the moon, and the face of Wang Hao, returning to Wangfu, and Yu Niang will also cry.

Whether it is a letter, or the old lady, I don't dare to smash him and my mother, or even the fate of him.

These fantasies, and the expectations that make him blood, under the Song Dynasty, the "eye-catching edge", the same deciation is a black, no longer exists.

At this time, Song Ziyi is still young. He is not completely mature, and has not been exposed to the winner's power. I only know that I missed the chance to become a chance to become a person, this turned over, lost a thorough.

Do not turn over ... Song Ziyi quietly looked at Xin Wang, seeing her, first dared to confuse, and some dissatisfaction, but quickly put away, turned sharply to myself, such as quenching.

Song Ziyi made back, this mother, I will not let go of myself and my mother ... and all this, I blame this princess.

The scene is very funny, no matter what it is really uninterested, you have to be lively.

Song Ziyi stood behind the person, although the lips laughed, but a pair of hateful eyes and looked at the Song Dynasty and was extremely cold.

He did not dare to look directly at your nobles. He saw that Song Yizhen was distressed in Mingyue. The beauty of his body was more than him with soft and beautiful, but it was more intimate.

Even if the mood is blotting Song Ziyi, it is impossible to say that this is a face of Zhang Ling, but he quickly woke up. Sure enough, the more beautiful woman, the more it is poison.

Since I looked at the princess, he turned to look at the princes around the princess and heavily valued his prince.

If you have a favorite of the prince, I have to return Wangfu, and I can get my body in front of my father.

Song Ziyi thought very calmly, and the smile in the lips lost his points and gently turned.

As a result, this turned, actually with the eyes of the prince!

Song Ziyi found that Prince said that he was looking at himself, and I didn't know how long I saw it.

This pair of eyes slightly narrow, the eyes are tailored, and the eyes are very charming. At this time, there is a pair of cold cold pools, let Song Ziyi want to trust Wang live the leopard's eyes, cold is ruthless, and the pride of the big cat is slow.

When Song Ziyi, he took a cold sweat.

He was buried in his head, and he made a clean net in front of the prince, and even wanted to put himself up, and he can't wait to disappear.

"looking at what?"

It is Song Yizhen asking himself, Feng Yue, and receiving his eyes, look at Song Yu, concise:

"nothing."

Her tongue passed through the root, and converged a heart to the bottom.

Fang Talent Song Ziyi, dared to use such eyes to see the Song Dynasty.

She was surprised to the Chief Song's choice, and the Song Yan was chosen while holding the Song, and she took the silk to see Song Ziyi.

Feng Moon knows that Song Ziyi's situation is difficult. Today is both she shot, let Song Ziyi enters the palace, with the gains of the moon, it is necessary to be good, she asks, let him not suffer from Wang Hao.

Also, she started the heart of the paid, and she has to cultivate Song Ziyi's intention. I will give Song to Song's left right arm is also good.

Which I know that Song Ziyi did not choose himself because Song Yan did not choose himself.

He is still small, suffering from the twists and turns, and the eyes are cold and cold, and they can make a smile. If you don't look at him, you can't pay attention to him at the end.

If he is waiting for him, I want to set a big problem.

The blocked moon smashed the finger, and the light was getting cold.

The East Palace has prepared a small feast, and the Ling Lingzhi has been used in the afternoon. Sitting on the carriage back to the Wangfu, the carriage is much easier than going.

Less than a few people, can it be unlameted?

Li Wang just got it, see Jin Lingzhi coming in, haha, smiled:

"What about eucalyptus? I took the carpenter to him, and there were three or four of the deposit drums.

Jin Lingzhi sat on the rosewood chair, supported the head, bored, and a face complex:

"In the East Palace."

"..."

The ritual king is not stupid, this is not to understand, it is not the northwest king, but why?

Although Jin Lingzhi said before, he didn't really think so, his thoughts were more direct -

The mother of the mother, the prince is gone, will the princess become far? From the milk doll, although it is more intimate, it is not good, Da Li is broken, and it is definitely to pick a bigger, and it is best to use it for a few years.

So thinking, only one reason is.

"The Taizi is controlled to the East Palace." Li Wang is safe, otherwise how to give this incident?

" said." King Lingzhi is not soft and not hard, "What do you know, I see it today, it is a month to die by the princess."

"How to see it?" Li Wang is humbly asked.

King Lingzhi smashed the light Luo Fan, and the tribute to the tribute to the tribute is so like this.

She worked in the East Palace at the time, and she was very concerned about the face of the princess and the prince.

At that time, she also surprised. When the teenager looked at the princess, although they did not respect it, they can also be attributed to the young people.

After being sealing the month, the anger of the mountain is more than him, this kind of conscious details, can you always do it?

When it is really a heart, it is maintained to the princess to the extreme.

The ritual king listened, walking with his hand, staying for a long time:

"Feng Moon is very capable, it is the title of our own - can also get a business."

"You can't say this." Jin Lingzhi consciously, thinking about it, asking, "Is it so exaggerated?"

Feng Yue is very resistant to, and the different women are ordinary, with the chartroom for the chessboard, the pattern is very big, but if it can be a king ...

The Li Wang smiled and shake his head, but he didn't say it. He stepped:

"Thus, it is possible to let the unspeakage of the moon, and I have the first time to have a good news."

"The princess can not be bad, see these days of facing it."

The king is nodded.

"Calculate the time, before the priority of the water is also her hand, it is a natural dragon and phoenix."

"Thus, if the eucalyptus is taught by her, she has a hard work, and there is a moon, I want to come, and there is no future."

King Lingzhi is miled by Make the meaning of Fu Jun.

In fact, this is also around the courtesy of the courtesy, didn't look at the other two princes, this is a good thing, it is grace.

I can't bear the son, and I am sighing for half a mouth of King Lingzhi:

"I also said, the identity of this emperor Taishun, the son is higher than the Laozi's identity."

Li Wang haha ​​smiles, quite a few points:

"That is also the kind of Laozi, Laozi, the northwest is his back shield, then there is a seal, who can move my son Jiangshan!"

Li Wang is happy, think of:

"If the smoke is going to study, the son East Palace gives us, our money is coming to buy a pony, she is sure."

Jin Lingzhi , said:

"If the smoke is also in the palace."

Li Wang:?

"This daughter is also helped you."

The ritual king is full of face. "Are you talking about what you are talking about?" And looked at Jin Lingzhi.

Jin Lingzhijun him, his heart, Shu Tong, slowly:

"I will not be daughter, and I am still young, he also knows that you are like smoke -"

"Let him change it." Li Wang is sad, "I didn't expect you to hear the men's eyes."

"..." What is this old saying, Jin Lingzhi is still laughing, turns an indecent white eye, "Do you think for a smoke?"

"What?"

"Nature is a lifelong event." Jin Lingzhi Barabara said, the last way, "We have been too comfortable in northwest, but also clearly remind me of this."

"If the smoke is raised in the palace, and the relationship between the East Palace and the two princess is good. In the future, it has a crosshair than the owner of other county.

"You look at Qinghe, why is she now in Beijing, she is the top tip of the business, isn't it because the princess is handing in the hand? After we are like a smoke, it is not bad than her."

Jin Lingzhi is extremely determined. After all, the Qinghe is just a kindness, and the Song is growing up, and Song Ru smoke is the identity of this class of smoke, and also lifts up.

So many identities stacked, in the future, the city is still just like a smoke.

Jin Lingzhi thought of this, no longer got to have a daughter, and also got it.

Li Wang heard it, I feel like it seems to be very reasonable, but I can't swallow this son daughter gave the East Palace, and the wall is going out.

"Hey, why?"

The voice of the royal voice is getting farther and farther:

"Go to Pingjin Wang Na's old things! Ask him when he married the Qing River, married far, save others to marry -"

After the banquet, the outside the Eastern Palace left, Song Yan looked at the Feng Yue under the window, asked:

"you are not happy?"

"Well?" Feng Yue is like thinking about things, slow two and take a role.

Song Yan referred to the dagger in her hand.

As long as the moon will play the dagger, there is something in your heart.

The actions stopped on the moon.

Song Yu walked over and took the dagger from Feng Yue.

Feng Yue did not have a half-replenishment, and it can even be said to be active.

Song Xiaoyu slided the daughter, and the fingertips widen the words "Qinglu".

"Don't like Song?"

"How will it." Feng Yard leisurely lips, "You see people than I am."

"Ok?"

"Song Ziyi."

The same name, this time, has different meaning.

Song Yu laugh.

She just knows the standard answer.

"I want to choose Song."

"Why?"

Feng Moon is asking this time, a pair of water ink dyed, including a little clear, charming and moving.

Because, the mother of Song is Jin Lingzhi, and Jin Lingzhi is with himself ... Is there a point of blood?

Perhaps she is a self-satisfaction, and in addition to this, it will not explain better.

Her cognition is the same as the courtyard, and she is looking for a lot. Although she is looking forward to the long life of Song, her ingredience tells her, this Dynasty, now I need a visible, as soon as possible. The heir to stand up, not a dairy.

The moon is close to the Song Dynasty, focus on.

The dagger in the hands of the Song Dynasty quietly moved.

Looking like a moon, like a tree peach blossom bloom, rushing, burning, and the extreme.

Song Yizhen can't give a reason, because there is 09 help here.

At this time, the atmosphere should seem to give a reason for the landscape.

She holds the dagger, elongated the arm, straight to the back of the mountain, and then tightly hard to hit her.

Gentle and force.

Such as a tree, the fluffy face, sweet in the Song Dynasty.

Song Yan kissed his peach blossom.

She bites a soft peach flower petal, chews a nice juice.

Sweet wire.