The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

The sun has set on the western mountains, with only Evening Summer and Yu Hui at the end of the sunset.

Not long later, a man in black walked out of a fake mountain and quickly disappeared.

Then, Su Smoke walked out of the back of the false mountain with a dress and swallowed it slowly.

The pearl eardrops on her earlobes sway as she moves.

Night falls, no one is around, only occasionally the maid passes in the distance.

Xiaohua made a noise

“Host, what does that connector mean by gracing the time to steal the booklet for a month and asking you to follow the Third Royal Highness to the palace banquet in seven days? ”

Su Yan swallowed slowly on the pebble-paved trail.

The booklet was so hard to write, and she spent most of her time with Xuan, only secretly writing while he was gone.

Three days, she just wrote a little.

The black man was indifferent, seemed to know that the booklet was of great importance, not that one of her little uterus ladies could run into it at random, only to grace the time to one month, and gave a very serious order that she must go to the palace banquet in seven days.

She lowered her head and whispered.

“It's annoying to be a rapist. ”

Nice looking frown wrinkled.

To do this, to do that, or to force you to do it.

Xiaohua knew that her host's brain capacity was limited, and once things got more and thought more, her head ached, so she also understood why she was bored.

Pearl earrings draw a beautiful curve in the middle of the sky, consolation

“The host, no rush, can come one at a time. ”

Su Yan rubbed his head, closed his eyes, almost inertia, and had reached out to unwrap his luggage between his waist.

Pull the sugar out of it.

However, the original flat stone road at the foot, I don't know when there will be an extra bump, so that Su Smoke stepped on an unstable foot, the sugar lump in his hand fell out, rolled around and fell onto the land next to the tree.

The sugar hasn't opened the oil paper yet. Su smoke almost took a meal before walking straight towards the milk sugar block.

Bend over and pick up the sugar block on the floor.

There's a trail in the woods that's a little off, so very few people usually choose this path.

Only at this time, the night was quiet, and there were two people talking inside.

A gentle, elegant voice.

“Congratulations to General Lin on his triumphant return after months of conscription. ”

There was a loud, loud, haughty noise.

“Chancellor Zhao, where we have so much hospitality between us, we do our job, just the same. ”

That elegant voice sounded again.

“Hahaha, too, or General Lin. ”

Follow me. That loud noise. Doubtful.

“What do you mean, Your Highness? Why did you tell me not to tell His Majesty that this plan was given by His Majesty? This is a great opportunity for the Emperor to notice! ”

Chancellor Zhao smiled.

“Xingxu, His Royal Highness just doesn't want the Emperor to notice. ”

“Hey, hey, I'm a big fat guy. Forget it, don't tell me what's going on inside. ”

The two of them said, walking.

Su Yan stood under the tree, holding the sugar in his hand, peeling off the sugar skin and eating it into his mouth.

Prime Minister Zhao? General Lin?

Though she was only a maiden in the rear palace, there were secrets that were known to all, and she knew them.

For example... Aren't Prime Minister Zhao and General Lin the usual enemies of discord?

Especially in the struggle for the prince, Prime Minister Zhao supported the Grand Prince and General Lin supported the Second Prince.