Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

She doesn't talk, she pretends to be scared, everyone looks at the two, at their emperor in horror.

Until the dragon kept his hands on her shoulder.

She said, "This is a slave's fiancé. ”

Dragon didn't twist his eyebrows tightly. He wasn't sure what he wanted to hear from this little slave, but he really wanted to hear what she had to say. From finger to body, he was so tight, he was suddenly alert, but he still didn't let her go.

In her eyes, her face suddenly drooped.

“He later got along with another woman and had children, which was the only thing he had left for the slaves. He actually had nothing to do with slavery anymore. He was a slave who missed it and refused to die. ”

Her voice was low and mute, accompanied by a silly laugh, and the dragon became more agitated in the centrifuge and suddenly heard her scream. Only then did he realize that he almost shattered her shoulder blade and loosened his fingers, but still locked her in his arms.

“What's his name? ”

The man's heavy nose sprayed on her face, she smelled the alcohol coming from him, and the familiar amber smell that gently scratched her body and mind, frowned at him, “The slave told him to leave. ”

Everything seemed to suddenly go away, only her red eyes in her eyes, and those stubborn and indiscriminately desolate, the dragon was not centrifugal and painful and angry, didn't want to think about all the coincidences and the pale measurement of her lips, only to hold her shoulders severely, and sighed: “Give me his name, his place of origin, I will decide for you! ”

She smiled softly, holding his collared hand loose, and he was shocked, but she suddenly fainted in his arms.

After defaming “Little Eight”, Zhu Qi scolded Long a few dozen times. He actually ignored her and threw her back to Liu Shimin.

He was very sultry, but at least she slept with him for three years. He was clearly out of control... she knew!

She lifted the curtain on the carriage window with some frustration, with the jade rings and Shi Min talking in a low voice.

Time, now: the feast is very late.

Location: On the way out of the palace.

The dog bled to faint and still couldn't stay.

Dead pear, broken pear, and I didn't see you so calm when I chased you to bed. Don't let me go back. Go back. I'll kill you!

Luckily, Shi Min was a good woman. Although there were full questions, “Little Eight” smoothly circled the talking box. She also followed the words of "Little Eight” and did not force her to ask.

She stared at the other carriage in front of her - Zhang Jin and Fang Qingqing shared a car, slightly frowned, Shi Min just, Zhang Jin could not cope. Will he have nothing to say when he gets back?

Not at all!

Who do I have to start with to get back into the palace?

Dragon Zijin, they all made out with Xuan. Tonight, she showed her face, and they feared that they would see her as someone else with other intentions.

She touched her head, sinking.

Suddenly a sound of horseshoe rushed past her heart. At this time, she went outside the Imperial City to participate in the official family carriage. Few people rode alone. Is it a martial arts general?

She was thinking, riding fast past her eyes, while pulling down the curtain, not wanting to do much, but hearing a sharp voice coming from the outside.

“Is this Lord Chang's horseback? ”

Zhu Qi was surprised by the shady and poignant sound of this voice. This man is an inside servant!

“Lord Hao is courteous… this is Zhang Jin's bike ride. ”

“Lord Zhang, could you please stop the carriage and send a message from the Queen? ”

The carriage swayed slightly and stopped suddenly. Liu Shimin Xiu frowned suspiciously. Zhu Qi had just arrived to exchange eyes with Yuhuan, and the curtain was opened.

Zhang Jin glanced deeply and said: “Come out for a moment. ”

He could get out, only a middle-aged man waited for the horse, the eagle nose was slightly hooked, the hands were cut behind him, and everyone glanced at him. Finally, he was set on Zhu Qi, "Miss Qi, please come with us. ”

The jade ring shook Zhu Qi's hand in shock. Zhu Qi patted her hand.

Not far away, Zhang Jin looked at her and looked at her in a glorious way.

Lights like beans, the queen's bedroom, don't need glorious flames.

Lu Fei reclined on the toffee bed as though she was concentrating on something.

Zhu Qi suppressed her anxiety and met her with courtesy. “Sit down, Qi Xiao, don't be embarrassed, just like at a banquet. ”

Lord Hao lured her to her seat, Zhu Qi also went out, got up from the ground, sat on the chair beside her, just waiting for Princess Ru to speak - it is clear that her “extraordinary” slave at the feast attracted the attention of Princess Ru.

However, Lu Fei announced what she meant when she came back. Don't covertly justify her.

She was guessing that only Princess Lu's voice was heard low and low, “The girl was lively, not only the Emperor, but the grieving family even liked it. Is the girl going to serve the Emperor? ”

The light coming out of the palace light in the hands of the people in front, like an elongated line, drew a faint light on the ground. Zhu Qi laughed and cried many times on this journey to the calendar.

It is true that Princess Ru did not expect to speak with her.

In fact, today's queen has not said anything to her.

Serve the Emperor, all four words are included.

At the banquet, whoever cares if you're in love or fake, she's the one who intentionally seduces the Holy Family.

And the emperor seemed to think of her...

However, compared to what was seen at the banquet three years ago, although the princess did not rapidly intensify, she added a new shame. In the past three years, even without the big election show, the Ministry of the Interior chose a young woman to enter the palace.

The man didn't seem to stop much.

Why did Princess Ru take her back to the inner garden?

Of course, it was a great privilege for her.

For the first time, she was truly grateful to the woman.

She caressed her arm and remembered being pressed into the darkroom by several old nannies against her armpit. She didn't realize it was sour.

Drop the slightly raised sleeves and the dragon slowly walks to the table to sit down.

Just sent Lu Kai away, and Lu Kai's brand of courtyard princesses.

It's his birthday, and it seems everyone thinks he shouldn't be staying in the Storage Hall.

He laughed at himself and looked softly at the water beads on his hands.

He had just come out of the inner room, and before that, he wiped her down and put on the amulet.

According to Yu Zhi, Liu's acquaintance with her does not seem to be false.

However, the younger seven - Zhang Fu's little maid - was in no way the instigation of Zhang Jin.

Zhang Jin doesn't dare.

Although, since Zhang was reintroduced into Han Lin Yard to where he is today, the corners and temper of the book's past days have almost completely subsided.

He smiled cold. Whose idea was it? Because he hasn't touched a woman in three years?

Outside the door, footsteps become complicated from far to close.

He frowned slightly.

Lu Kai's voice came in.

“Your Majesty, the Queen and Queen have a message for you. ”

Unnamed, he gave birth to irritability, closed his eyes and tapped his fingers slightly on the table.

The studio door was gently pushed open and closed again.

Half a noise disappeared, the dragon was not unhappy in the centrifuge, cold-blooded: “Put it down and leave. ”

The room smelled just another thin breath, but still silent.

Dragon was angry and opened his eyes violently.

A woman stood by the door with a rattan basket on her hand, her eyebrows curled, her eyes slightly squinted and her eyes gauged around her.

At first sight, the dragon did not smile cold.

“Get out!”

Zhu Qi bit his teeth, his butt glued to the chair and lifted his chin. “I'm not going to roll! Your mother asked me to come and serve you night--”

“I don't need you to serve the night! ”

Zhu Qi snorted and chuckled again. “I'm talking about the night snack. ”

Look at the smiling face in front of you, the slight mouth, the smile of the eyes, the dragon is not centrifugal only more angry, not that face, but that smile, that smile with that person's rhythm, the anger is indiscriminate, can not seize again, stare hard at the person in front of you.