Thinking about it, he felt an itch coming out of his nose, hurried to lick off a little warmth of his nose before Monsanto Elm noticed, and after licking it, he was depressed again. How could he eat his nosebleed? Oh, my God! This black history must definitely be tied to a thousand pounds of iron balls and sink into the Ya Yao River!
Sister Feng saw Abothsard tremble, thought he was cold, pulled a little cotton cloth over his belly, and then asked, “How many months? Ma'am, will it affect your health? ”
“No, the father saved the son of the old lady. In return, the old lady had secretly diagnosed the pulse for me. He told me about the Xuan machine that the Emperor gave the soup medicine. Instead of being toxic, this medicine is good for health by removing some of the toxicity deposited in my body. Poison is almost exhausted. The credit period ends naturally. I didn't want kids at the time, so it didn't work. After a few months, I think Li Shujing's struggle with Shen Huiru has settled the dust.” Meng Sangyu said Xu Xu.
Sister Feng, Bishui and Yin Cui all gave reassuring expressions.
Old doctor... silently write down this thankful name, Zhou Wudi covered his heart with his foreclaws, a twisted dog face finally returned to normal.
The Emperor has one more time to arrive, but Monsanto Elm can't sit dry, and he has to bathe and change his clothes and incense. He can only pick himself up at the palace door two minutes in advance.
Zhou Wudi's four claws were not healed, unable to walk, and were placed in a willow basket beside him. Opposite the couch is a huge screen of gauze, the fog behind the screen, the water is loud, and a wonderful figure can be seen sitting lazily in the bathtub playing with the water flowers. The intense floral scent accompanied by a hint of tide burst into the nostrils and invaded the heart field, causing Zhou Wudi's heart to beat wildly.
He stared uncontrollably at the enormous screen, his dark eyes emitted a dark glow, his burning gaze could not penetrate the gauze, and he saw the hidden shadow afterwards.
For a long time, the loud water stopped and a shallow figure stood from the barrel and lined the screen. Unexpectedly, the little girl had grown up and missed every moment of her growth.
Aware of this, Zhou Wu Emperor's eyes darkened, his head buried in his foreclaws, and his curled figure looked very lonely.
Moments later, Monsanto Elm came out dressed in a pure white blasphemy, dressed in a plain veil robe, picked up Po in the willow basket and sat down in front of the dresser to let Sister Feng and Bishui take care of her own ink hair.
Embraced in a familiar embrace, Zhou Wudi immediately broke out of his depressed emotions and stretched out his paws to pick up a string of blue silk draped in front of his eyes. If I have a hand, I should take care of the 3,000 green silk myself. He reckoned, recalling that the beauty of the mulberry elm would soon be spyed upon or even touched by an unidentified counterfeit, and the dark eyes could not help but reveal a hint of homicide.
He set his mind to hold the blue silk with his forefinger, placed it on the nose and sniffed it. While he was dark and intoxicated, he thought about raising the wound as soon as possible, and went to the secret passage of the royal garden to contact Zhen Junwei. The Shen family has shown a tendency to treason. Junwei will definitely do his best to send his flesh out of the palace. However, in the dynasty, he will also come to the palace every other time to investigate. All he has to do is write a note and put it in the ditch they often use to convey the message. Junwei will find out one day.
“Just comb a simple cloud cloud cloud cloud, a peony flower, and I'll do the makeup myself.” In trance, a woman's lazy, casual voice sounded and a strand of hair in her paw was snatched away.
Zhou Wudi frowned, groaned dissatisfied, in exchange for the gentle caress of Mengsang Elm, the wet nose was also slightly scratched. The slight joy rose from his heart, and he bit the finger, grinding it with his teeth a little bit, reluctantly letting go.
“Well, you watch and I'll put on makeup.” Smiling back his fingers, Monsanto Elm placed Po on the dresser, picked up a bottle of snow cream and applied it carefully over his face...
Ben's fair complexion was whiter, appeared a little morbid, and painted bright red lipstick and heavy eyeliner. Although this face was still beautiful, it added a little bit of craftsmanship, and was a little less inspiring and natural. Zhou Wudi looked at this stereotypical face, her heart was bitter: all said that the woman was pleasing to herself, Mulberry Elm never wanted to show her most beautiful side in front of me, I can see that she had no pleasure in me at all!
The bitter feeling was interrupted by the coolness of the corner of his eyes. Zhou Wudi looked back, but he saw that Meng Sangyu was holding a charcoal pen. He quickly drew three lines in the corner of his eyes, with a sly smile in the corner of his mouth. He had a reflexive extended front paw and wanted to scratch it.
“Don't scratch. Scratch it off. No food!” Monsanto Elm Tiger was intimidated with his face, but his bright phoenix filled with laughter.
Zhou Wudi was stunned and immediately put down his claws.
“Good boy!” After kissing Po's little mouth, Monsanto Elm painted three lines in the corner of his other eye, then chuckled and laughed.
“Yeah, Po, what's going on? Are you getting old first?” Bishui and Yinchui also blushed and their voices trembled. The face of a dog with clean hair is pink and pink, and the corners of both eyes have three thick and black fishtails. The image is so delightful, so handsome.
Zhou Wudi was able to imagine his funny image. He turned stiff and black, pointing his butt at Monsanto Elm, but looked at Qian's eyes in the glass mirror and hid a thick drowning. If the sacrificial image could be exchanged for a smile on her face, he would.