“Ma'am, do you understand dog language?” Bishui opened and closed his mouth and finally couldn't help but ask. In her mind, her own master is all-encompassing, and it's not surprising that she understands dog language.
Phew Phew Phew Phew... Monsanto Elm poured on the soft couch with a humming Po smile. This little girl is so cute!
Yin Cui and Sister Feng laughed, and the palace was filled with joy, unaffected by outside rumors.
But if anyone wants to break this beautiful atmosphere, only hear from the eunuch outside the temple, Chang Xi duke with the Emperor's gift. Prestigious medicines and jewellery are given, but the most eye-catching is the thick Buddha's Book. Chang Xi personally sent the Buddha to the Princess of Germany on her knees to receive the commands. She was instructed to make sure to make a good copy and get rid of the bad luck early.
“It's good to be grounded again!” Shoot a Buddhist scripture, how Meng Sangyu sounds satisfied. Sister Feng and others were also smiling and adhering, and there was a certain amount of forehand celebration.
Zhou Wu Emperor could only shake his head helplessly and his dark painted eyes were filled with tenderness.
There was nothing left or right to do. Meng Sangyu took Po into his arms and took out a Big Tibetan scripture for him to read slowly. The woman's voice is gentle and soft, flattened and more enchanting than the most beautiful music in the world, with the repression of the Sanskrit. Zhou Wudi pulled her foreclaws on her wrist, looked up at the woman's inky face, her dark eyes covered with a fog called obsession.
If she's really hopeless, it's okay to spend the rest of her life in her arms. This idea is absurd and seemingly weak for an emperor, but it has just emerged and cannot be contained.
In the Zhong Zhi Palace, Shen Huiru scattered his hair and sat still in front of the dresser with a pale face. All of a sudden, she waved her hands down the makeup mirror box in front of the stage, and a loud sound of pine pong shook the late freshness around her.
“Ma'am, you've come this far, don't hesitate to think about the future of the Shen family. Think about your future without honor. All the sacrifices are worth it. When you succeed in the future, you can naturally wipe everything out now.” Soothe in a low voice at night.
Shen Huilu raised his head and covered his face with his hands. He wondered whether he was crying or contemplating. Soon afterwards, she put her hands down and revealed a slightly red orbit. She sank her voice at night. "Dress up for the palace. It's almost time to take over. ”
“Yes!" The evening refreshed the spirit, quickly picked up the dropped makeup mirror box and carefully put on a sophisticated and luxurious look for the owner. The whole palace was watching, and even knowing that man was fake, he couldn't do anything about it.
Monsanto Elm and Po are dining face to face in the roller palace. Po still drinks porridge, but some soft-boiled foods are ready to go down. Monsanto Elm occasionally adds egg sauce, tofu, red roasted meat and other easy-to-cure dishes to his porridge bowl, while Po grinds her favorite dishes with her paws. The Lord has spoiled two of you to come and go with me. The atmosphere is not very warm.
“Ma'am, I heard that the Princess Liang has just gone to bed.” Sister Feng walked in and whispered in front of her.
Zhou Wudi stopped licking and looked at the porridge bowl in front of him so rigidly that he didn't know what he was thinking.
“She finally got away with it, earlier than I thought. So does her feelings for the Emperor. Spoiled, Pregnant, Backseat, Depository. Less than five years later, when the forces of the Shen family are ready, the emperor will collapse, the monarch will be summoned to the throne, Master Shen will regent, and the queen will listen to the government. In a few years, the forces of the Shen family are deeply entrenched. Perhaps even the Puppet Emperor is no longer needed. The world of this ancient family can now officially change its name to Shen... what a calculation! I hope they get lucky too!” Monsanto Elm lays down his bamboo chopsticks and sighs softly.
All right! Zhou Wudi's heart is sighing too. He stood still on the table and waited quietly for the anguish in his heart to retreat. He thought his heart was numb after a series of blows, but after all, the woman who cherished it for so many years, the woman who had accompanied him all the way since he was a teenager, could not say forget.
But this is the last time it hurts for you! Shen Huilu, from now on, our bridge will return to the bridge, the road will return to the road. If we meet again, you can't blame me me! Silently cut off the past with Shen Huiru, Zhou Wudi grabbed a piece of meat that Meng Sangyu put in his bowl and chewed it carefully. No one noticed the anomaly of that moment.