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Inside, Bai Weiwei smashed the voice of grief.

"How can he rebellion? Whoever can rebel at the end of this day, how to be he rebelled."

This ... what does it mean?

Xie Yun Ting did not go in, and the silence is standing outside.

That old, an urgent voice came, "Is this not aware of knowing people? The master, you can not be sad."

Bai Weiwei's tears were desperately squatted, she was drunk, and she was not as tough as the hedgehog.

"I still remember that when he went to the street, I cited my mother for a long time, I can sneak out his palace to see him."

This is drunk and self-proclaimed.

Medium element?

When Xie Yun Ting, he thought that when he was in the middle of him, wearing a flower tour, is being a spring breeze.

At that time, people in the city ran to see him.

The little emperor also went?

"Later, I went back to the palace. I was still dead by my mother. But I don't regret it, Xie Yun Ting is who, six yuan and the first, I worship him to worship."

Xie Yunting standing outside the door did not have a preparation, she would say that this is worship.

He remembered that he saw him for the first time, it was already a bloody palace.

At that time, he didn't impress, but he hated his eyes and cleared some.

The voice of the little emperor is gentle, "Aji, you don't know how powerful when Xie Yunting is, how good, all women will throw him."

This day is true, the soft tone.

It's like a feathered, it can drift into the hearts of people.

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Bai Weiwei drank wine, interested, and danced.

"Later, he really like what I think, when you are very good, do you know how much I am happy? Every time I listen to what problems, I can eat a few bowls, I don't have medicine. I feel bitter. "

Gao Jixiang has begun to cut tears, is his family a small master actually worship Xie Yunting?

He used to be more time to follow the queen, and he didn't know.

Bai Weiwei excitedly, she ran to go to the box.

Then she dragged a small box. "Every time I have a painting, I will send people, I have a lot of money, and he likes to paint."

Bai Wei Wei combed memories, of course, I know that the original owner hates Xie Yunting.

Because Xie Yunting is too enchanting, every time there is a brilliant story, the queen will give the original look.

Just as good as others, how do you so garbage?

For a long time, the original master has a good sense of Xie Yunting.

The collection painting is because the original is angry, tearing it.

She is just using the collection drawn this, and she is sitting in the fact that she is fascinating.

Xie Yun Ting, how is Xie Yun Ting, will definitely be better for his admirers.

As a result, her face changed.

Worse, the painting is even broken, but also a lot of holes, even a few pairs of graffiti, Xie Yunting's words.

This original master is so hated for someone else's excellent children.

This was seen, she was properly lost.

Bai Weiwei's high auspicious has not seen it, and the eye of the eye will take the wine pot and put the wine.

Then I called: "I have forgotten, the person I admired, I have been reversed, I still have these clothes, just to the Liezong."

After that, the fire and the fire lit up and drained it.

Xie Yun Ting is just pushing the door and enters, seeing the fire, the paintings that burn down, it is indeed his.

Bai Weiwei station before the fire, the eyes were humid, with unlimited sadness.

"I thought, if I became an emperor, I must give him the best official, can't deceive him to insult him."

Her tears slipped from the cheek, but the words were really unparalleled.

"I have thought that I have to be an emperor, I definitely I can't be free. At that time, he can replace me to see how it is full of prosperity. We two monarchs and harmony, he guards the river, I protect him. "

Xie Yun Ting was a moment, did not dare to go up.

Her discourse is heavy into his heart wall.

"But he actually turned out."

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