Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

Weirder and stranger, she actually couldn't stand steady, but she just didn't want to cause trouble for the dragon, so she sat down on the trunk of the tree, glanced at her, but saw the dragon take the folder of fire, and stepped to the Lodge pool in front.

She couldn't see his face clearly, but she knew he was in such a hurry that she never seemed to see him like this. She bit her teeth and stood up and walked up to him and said, "Are there any more folds of fire? ”

“Nothing about you. ”

“Tell me what you're looking for, and I'll help you find it. ”

He was walking past her, but she was in front of him.

He whispered, "In the pool, how do you find it? ”

When he landed, she seemed to hear the slightest sound of water, and at that time she was in agony, wrapping her hands around his waist.

Otherwise, I lost something important to him at the time...

The pain of being crushed also scared the shit out of me.

“What is it? What's important?” When she was in a hurry, she couldn't feel his sleeve on.

“Mm-hmm.” He pulled her hand apart and handed it a little in front of the fire folder.

His hand fell from his sleeve, and he looked at his little brow, his heart ached, and suddenly a thought emerged.

“Dragon is not divorced, are you not aware of water? ”

He didn't squeak, his eyes were cold, and he froze in front of Hochchi.

She had traveled the palace with butterflies and others to make tea by picking flowers and choosing trees.

It was here, too, just before the season, and the bones in this pond were not beaten, but faded.

The butterfly wind once told her that the water in this Ho Pool was very deep and connected to the moat outside the palace. The water was in a hurry. Don't flush this thing.

His escort doesn't seem to be there... the wax bites his teeth, bypasses him, walks a little farther and crosses into the loading pool.

Dragon wasn't surprised. He flashed and went to catch her--

But she thought about it, so she went far into the pool, quickly swimming outside the countless stretches before reaching out and muttering: “Tell me what it is and where it is when it falls... I can't hold it for long. ”

The dragon did not leave the teeth to sink: “Yearling, you are crazy, come up to me. ”

“Dragon never leaves, damn it, don't bullshit, say it!” She's in a hurry, too.

She was very watery, but she was still cold and sick, and her teeth were trembling.

Dragon was hasty and angry, but he was a decisive man, biting his teeth: “Just a few feet ahead, it was a sachet. ”

The capsule... What flashed quickly in the Xuan brain, she was ill and in a hurry, she couldn't catch it, a clam sank to the bottom.

That heavy dirty and cloudy water poured out her nose, black silence in the pond, invisible, she could only touch it with her hands...

In the bump room, the basalt broke her hands and feet, the smell of suffocation, and the pain in her whole body. She was drowsy in the head, and an idea was extraordinarily clear.

Help him get it back!

There was no movement in the water and white hands hanging from the sides of the clothes had long been fisted.

He didn't bring the fireworks with him. Tonight, he wanted to see her and dismiss all the guards... In a dire situation, the crisis hidden, but he was naturally wise, learned literary martial arts, more agile than many times, even he entered the master door later than the breeze, but he was much more powerful at fixing than the breeze.

I was used to not freaking out, but I panicked.

Panic - Haven't tasted it in years... Years...

Xuan... you can't do anything!

I forbid it!

She just asked him if he was unfamiliar with water.

How would she know?

More than a decade ago, the night before the arrival of the seven-year-old Nine Prince, he was immersed in a small lake in the palace.

He came up several times, but taught people to hit him back with a knife sheath. That night, the blood fell from his head. His eyes were red and he saw only one pool of darkness and neon...

He bit his teeth, swinging his clothes, and stepped into the pool.

It's cold, like a nasty water snake wrapping around your skin.

Meanwhile, the flying water flowers, like falling stardust, scattered all over him.

Under the stars and moon, in the silent Nine Palace, he only saw her break out of the water, pale to the extreme little face, a pair of eyes bright and stubborn, deep in his eyes, a long dark hair scattered on his back, like a demonic seaweed.

She, like a beautiful water demon who had been silent for thousands of years, woke up from the deep lake.

She is definitely Qingyan Xiuwan's, but in this place with countless beauties, she is not outstanding.

But at that time, it gave rise to a very moving feeling.

He lifted her out of the water with his feet slightly above the water.

By Ho Chi, she trembled in his arms, her teeth chirped slightly, her movements were light, but she didn't seem to have the strength to tremble.

He held her tight -- after all, he didn't bring it up, why?

“Fire folder.” Her voice was faint.

He squeezed his hands behind her back blade and lit the fire.

“See if it's this one. ”

Dragon didn't leave a shock. In the fire, she slowly spread her hands.

Filled with water and sunken capsules. Easy weaving.

Xuan Xuan also saw. The chest was stuffy and the whole person was stiff.

If there's meditation, such coincidence, what is it?

This sachet is exactly the same as the one I picked up that day.

The difference is that the word "heartrip” is embroidered on this one.

She saw his faint gaze.

It was the color of something precious, and she thought she wouldn't miss it.

Her body was numb, her head grew dizzy, and one place was strangely clear, and she heard herself asking, "Your Majesty, do you have a script? ”

“Don't you know my words?” The dragon is not out of question.

“As a result.” She whispered, saying it was also a question.

He answered.

The walrus laughed softly.

On second thought, the little eunuch's skin was white that day, and she could not see his face, but he distinguished himself.

It's a woman, isn't it? Which of his princesses, or someone else? But if it's a princess, why hide it like this?

Characters, capsules.

As a result, hearts ripple.

She watched quietly as she was cut from the back of her hand by the stone and soaked with pale blood.

His eyes were on her palms, but not on her wounds.

Making a wedding dress for someone else, isn't that it? But who can blame him?

He was a king and already had countless beauties in the rear palace.

It's just a little sachet, and it's so precious because it cares. There's a man hiding in his heart.

Heart ripples. The drip of ripples in the heart is as beautiful as water.

Who the hell is she? Is it lucky, or who?

High and high, the king who lived and killed him has a secret that cannot be revealed.

The Storage Hall that day, she was there...

Qi- Actually, from beginning to end, but you're wrong.

Put the sachet in his hand and she rocked and swayed and stood up.

The fire slip is out.

He stood up quickly and she broke free of the hand he handed over.

“Yearling.” He had anger in his voice.

She took a few steps backwards and set out to stare at him, “Your Majesty, did I give you anything? ”

Does she have to say that at a time like this? Then her anxiety began to rise after she earned it from his arms. “Come here, I will drive the cold away for your luck," said Dragon. ”

He shook his head, “Your Majesty, the concubine only begged you for one thing. ”

“Or you can flip through the brands and pass them on for sleeping. If not, please don't go into the squirrel room again at night.” She beat it, "she said.

Fake, fake, they're all fake!

I thought I had no desire, maybe in my heart, but there was always a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of desire… I could be the one in your heart.