Heartburn

"His Tesque, what is this? Isn't you teach the flowers of the ginger?" She is a little bit of water. Even if she knows that she is thinking about me, but I can't help but take the reflection. Shoulders - and this also makes her eyebrows again.

Realizing that the retreat will only make things completely departure, I clear the scorpion, and explain it in the color. "I don't have to worry about it. I am in my own. Just as you said, Jiang Jun used to be the emperor, and Beware of monitoring her, it is better to send back to the original, you can arrange a few guards to follow me, to prevent it. "

"Temple underground is this meaning, I think it is." She was slow, smiled and nodded - my heart also quietly loose a sigh of breath.

The three-day scene changed, this day, a little more used a little bit of hunger, after the Yan Yan, I have to go to the palace to participate in the banquet.

According to the female officials of Yan Xiqing, this palace is only invited to have a good family with the royal family. It can be treated by an ordinary family banquet. It doesn't have to wear too grand; but my personal waiter is still the same. For the trip to the trip to the upper box, the mouth is looking forward to the match.

Just when I was a headache, when I was dismissed his thoughts, the attendant at the door would show it to the whisper: "Qi Zhen Wang, Jiang Caewan seek."

"Let her come in." I have a face to avoid small ​​ - I really don't know how to wear the luxurious habit of gold wearing silver and unbearable strange taste is developed.

"Why is the prince to bring ginger into the palace?" She just saw me, opened the door, seeing me in the mountains, Qingyuan no waves looked straight to me, let me conscious straight straight back, but I don't dare to turn around Playing with her, just observing her look from the mirror - she looks a little confusion, but the depths of the eyes are struggling, teach people.

Is it difficult to return to the palace to continue to be a guided guard? Isn't it what she hoped?

……I do not understand.

"You don't want?" I thought about this in my heart, I immediately asked the mouth.

I didn't expect that she was a moment, as if she didn't think of the answer.

It's just a little bit of a bit, and she is rushing, but she has a significant resistance to the resistance: "No ... ginger is a prince."

"That's good," I have returned my eyes, got up and crossed her, and I waited at the door to stare at her warning. "When I arrived, I was here."

- With Yan Yu has already said that this will not regret it ... even, even, her eyes are barely make my heart struggle.

But I have a premiere: I will send her back to the palace, away from me, and stay away from this is right, with us, is the best choice.

Some efforts to climb on the carriage, I have to take the help of the help, step on the back of the strong waiter - this for Yan Xizhen, but naturally, it is subverting me from small to the big "people" People equality "concept; I have to warn myself in my heart, only abandoning the past belongings thinking about thinking, in order to play the role of Ling Wang, I can live in this unfamiliar world.

I am only afraid, I always look at the idea of ​​the consciousness, and the ; ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; I am difficult to extract the inertia thinking of this role, become a refreshing, no one, even the life and death of ordinary people, until it is indifferent.

I couldn't help but remember the eyes of Yan Xiqing - there is a gentle and beautiful outline, but it is always calm to a little cold, as if it is only a warm warm situation on me; but the warm feelings are just to her sister, not The foreign soul is simple.

That is the eyes of the host, but it should not belong to me.

Before the cavity was put down, I saw that Jiang Guangli turned over to horses, herstronically cool, and he couldn't see the bleeding scars.

Like I feel my gaze, she looked up, the cold eyes teach me to suddenly extinguish the idea of ​​inviting her to sit together - this woman, hiding her proud and stubborn hidden under the quiet appearance, even It is refused to knew the head of the violent ; this woman does not need to useless pity.

Self-deprecating shook head, I took a small hand of tea, shallow, I couldn't help but frown: "It's too sweet ..." I remember that I have told him that I don't drink this sweet. Honey pear fruit tea, is he forgotten again?

"Slave is damn!" Ask Wang Ye's debut! "He squatted in front of me, and the thin back is shivering, let me think of this is still a teenager who is still a weak crown.

How can I really blame him? Perhaps Qi Xi will, but I am not her after all.

Yan sighed, I put the tea and put it back, and I put a hand in the gentleness: "For the next time I remember it."

"... Yes." He looked at me carefully, and then quickly took away the tea calendar on the table, and replaced a warm water for me, but I couldn't hide my fear.

I only feel tired, I don't want to explain, I have no expression in the end of the car - such a day, I don't know when it is a head?

Perhaps, I have to come here, I was discovered by Yan Xiqing or other people to find real identity and kill, I have the opportunity to go back ...

In this way, I thought about it, I didn't have long work, I came to the palace.

"Gong Welcomes the Hall of Ling," I got on the carriage, I haven't waited for me to stand firm, the two rows, the bright palace is brushing and brushing, the lead is that the woman who takes me to the Temple of the Temple.

Her eyes gently glanced at the ginger of the side, and then cited me in the palace of the Palace, and the young pavips behind her did not have her good strength, falling on ginger. The line of sight is obviously a few separate, I can only definitely, that is not a happy new year.

Always along the way, the palace of the tray is rushing from our group, but I don't see the ministers of others, if I am too early, then I am late.

In this way, I feel that I have entered the hall, along with a maritime saying, the music of the melodious circles, and the guests have seen the guests, just like "Ling Wang" "The two words themselves have a shocking everything - this is not a vanity of the moment, some, but deeply helplessness and exhaustion.

Take a look, Yan Xizhen, this is the impression of others, fearless, avoiding.

"The prostitutes of this today are coming. If there is less, what else is this banquet?" The young woman in the left hand, rushed to the cup and laughed.

"The land of the land is poor, and the Ling Wang Temple is a heaven and wants. It is naturally the pressure axis appearance. It is a confidential person to be multi-person." The young woman on the opposite is loud and said.

Most of the middle-aged people are mostly whispering, whispered, and the elderly did not change the wine, but they did not hear the two-year-old ridge, and did not intend to mix and enter the dialogue of the hidden smoke. .

I strictly liked the two young people who spoke, the former dressed in the red martial arts, the skin of the eyebrows, the skin is dark, the body is quite burly; the latter is in the blue civil sergeant, willow eyem, The skin is white, and a woven scholar is sent.

The two people one article, one song, one sing, and the cooperation is a tacit understanding, but I have no impression of these two people in my memory. It is not an important figure.

Since it is not important, then there is no need to pay attention - according to the overport of Yan Xizhen, it is necessary to let the people will send a person.

She is so weak, irritating, no wonder the massive rare supplement, but it is always ill, I can't help but doubt, whether these deliberately provoked people have seen this, so If you don't think the consequences, you will hit the muzzle to irritate her?

So, these people have a gap with her, or is it?

In this way, I couldn't help but looked at the royal seats on the royal shot; she recruited me, smile gentle, teach people such as Mu Chunfeng: ", sit down around."

Enjoy all seats in a circle, there is a vacant, it can be seen that this decision is completely temporary.

Through the two sides, slowly step on the imperial order, I can feel the sight of civil and military officials, such as Mang in the back, guess the intention of Yan Xiqing, but it is no fruit.

It is close to, I found that her eyes seem to pass away, and they have been silent and have been silent and have been silent. It is very temperament, and their two are very temperament, it has a thousand autumn, it is difficult Let people confuse them; and carefully, they can distinguish between the similarities on the facial features.

Suddenly there is something curious: What kind of scene is these two people?

And what kind of idea is from what idea, transfer this woman as you like to the side of the guard?

When Yan Xiyou took the ginger away, what is her feelings? Can you have to stay?

Thinking about thinking, I am far away.

Just in Yan Xiqing, there was a young woman wearing blue civilian costumes, and said loudly: "The temple is late, can teach people, etc., the three cups are all!"

Follow the sound, the woman's eyebrows have a bit similar to the Huangfu Xiuzhu encountered in the past few days, as if they are quite familiar with Qi Xi, I have been searching for memories, and I can think of some fragments related to her - Lu Yingxuan , Lu Xianzhu's kisters, is also a few childhood playners. Of course, according to the scene of my memory, I have described the word "Fox Friends" to describe more appropriate.

Just ... Wine three cups?

I looked at the case in front of the case of the glazed wine, the nose lingering, if there is no mellow wine, hesitated, I haven't waited for me to reach out, Yan Xiqing first, I have won a filling wine. , , "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" \

- Look at the side, her lips hang a shallow smile, warm and elegant, one point of drama, but in the eyes, there is no one in a deep palace, and teach people in the heart.