Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Mama Liu also followed, “I heard that the young prince would start writing poetry when he was three years old. Even the Emperor praised the first person in Beijing. ”

She couldn't help but say, “The son is not bad looking and deeply loved by the master, and will not disappoint the lady in the future. ”

Mrs. Yin stopped talking.

Liu Ma seemed to remember something. She ignored herself and said, "There is something wrong with the slave, please punish the lady. ”

“Nothing.” Lady Yin slipped her eyebrows through a glimpse of sadness. Even though she was afraid of regret, there was no way back now. She sighed, “I just hope that she can grow up safely and safely. As for the future, take one step at a time. ”

The atmosphere of joy was halved. Liu Ma was also worried, but she didn't dare to reveal it at all. She was afraid that someone would notice her.

Compared to the emotional complexity of the two, Shen Wood is white but has no heart and no lungs.

In her view, things have become final anyway, so instead of being scared all day long, it's better to eat, drink and have fun.

When the guests are ready, it's time to grab them.

Now that people have set things up, Lord Yin took the child from Lady Yin and put it in the box with a smile on his face. "Yin, grab whatever you like, you know? ”

In his view, his youngest son, unlike ordinary children, must be very intelligent with a spirit that no one else has.

So in his heart was bamboo, and he touched his beard.

The guests were also very curious, couldn't bear to laugh, “Why didn't the little boy move? Did he take an eye out for it? I don't know how to choose? ”

"I think you're thinking about it, little boy," they laughed. "There are fathers, there are sons. ”

Shim Wood White is looking at a bunch of things in front of him, stupid eyes.

What sword, book painting, Qin Chess should have everything.

She was really scared, sat there for a while, and started climbing.

In the eyes of others, however, it is a mist.

Lord Yin coughed, "Yin. ”

There was a little more harshness in his words.

Shen Wood White didn't really want to look at what was in front of him, ignored a lot of items, couldn't help but look at a piece of black quadrangle that looked a little like pastry.

Then, in the eyes of all the people, they grabbed it and smelled it. The look was a little confusing and a little uncertain. They opened their mouths that had not opened their teeth well. Whoa, whoa, bite it down.

Immediately after that, I was stunned.

The guests around him were also stunned and laughed for a while, "Don't you think this is something you can eat? ”

One of them humane.

Others saw that Lord Yin looked a little wrong and remedied. "If not, according to the old man, the young man must have made the ingredients when he grew up, and the ink was full of his stomach, only he was very angry. ”

And the people were attached to the way of peace.

Lord Yin's face made it look better. He hastily asked Mama Liu to carry him back.

The little boy's eyes were a little red, and he stayed for a while before reacting. He put up with it and didn't cry.

Madame Yin was so funny and heartbroken that she hurried to clean his mouth with a handkerchief.

She knew what ancient ink looked like, but it was like a pastry, and it smelled very fragrant.

At this point, there was a conversation in his ear, and someone complimented him, "Lord Yin, that ink is a rare pear blossom ink. ”

Lord Yin touched the beard, “Nice. Exactly. I traveled to Yangzhou a few days ago. Accidentally, it happened to be a child's age, so I brought it up to add. ”