All the princesses of the rear palace stared bloody at Meng Mungyu, of which Shen Huiru was the best. If Meng Changxiong truly returns to the Dynasty with a million army classmen, it will be difficult for the Shen family to plan for a major cause! Haven't you seen Li's silence lately? He was also suppressed by Meng Changxiong's sharpness! No, we must find a way to eliminate Meng Changxiong and Toshio!
Monsanto Elm also felt the dark flow in the palace. Immediately, the guard of Bizhuang Palace was strengthened. The idle middlemen and others were not allowed to enter the main palace and study room. The visitors should also be censored. It is important to keep the Bizhuang Palace from leakage before Monfather returns to Beijing.
On this day, Monsanto Elm routinely took Po for a walk in the garden. The Lord and his wife played a game of embroidery ball for a while and folded a few more plum blossoms before and after, happily returning to the bedroom.
Stepping into the palace door, Po farted to the bedside, carrying a pair of embroidered shoes that the master used to wear indoors into his mouth, swinging his little tail to the master, putting the embroidered shoes down, and looking back at the master with his wet little eyes.
“Po is so smart! I learned it just once! Huh ~” Monsanto Elm's little heart was trembled by Po's adoration, holding Po up, pointing at his little mouth is just a few powerful squeaky kisses.
Po squinted his eyes and quickly licked the owner's delicate lips with his tongue. A dog's face gave a satisfying expression. With the passage of time, the hope of returning to the body became increasingly faint. His soul was confined to Abao's body, and he sometimes even wondered, it would be good to stay here with Mulberry Elm. Now that Mon Guo is almost back, even if he will not wake up for the rest of his life, Mon Guo Guo also has a way to protect Mulberry Elm Zhou. He will be fine for the rest of his life, so feel free to be Po.
The Lord's pets were tired of each other for a while, and when Nanny Feng came in with hot water to urge them, they persisted in the separation.
“Come on, wash your little paws and get to bed later.” Monsanto Elm picked up Po and asked Nanny Feng to wash his toenails before placing him on the soft couch.
Zhou Wudi ran to the kang table on the couch, picked up a plum flower placed by Monsanto Elm, and when she had finished washing it, she ran upside down and delivered it to her.
Meng Sangyu took the flowers and somehow remembered the image of a handsome man dancing tango with roses and flowers in his mouth, then replaced this handsome man's face with Po's dog's face, that image...
Pfft... She fell on the soft bed with Po smiling, laughing straight at Zhou Wudi.
“Oops, my Po is getting cuter! Po is my baby spleen, lungs and kidneys, I can't leave you all day!” She rubbed Po's soft stomach and said with a smile.
I can't leave you either! Zhou Wu Diwang shouted, the dog's face covered in plush was red.
“Ma'am, it's time to eat!” Sister Feng commanded a group of palace people to cook in the next hall, feeling helpless that there was not enough master spouse to keep them together all day long.
“Oh, here we go!” Monsanto Elm kissed Po's little head again, which took him to the deviation hall, passing a huge vertical vase around the corner of the hall, Po's nose suddenly shook and couldn't stop.
He slowly walked past and sniffed through the bottle, discovering a hint of scent he had never smelled before. His smell to such people as Mulberry Elm and Sister Feng already rots in his heart. This dormitory is not allowed to enter by a fifth person without permission from Mulberry Elm. It is not possible to smell strange. So there is only one explanation, after Mulberry Elm and himself left, this hall has been entered by outsiders!
Sneak in without permission, this person will never do anything good! And the smell is a hint of rouge, someone must be a palatial woman. Analyzing this, Zhou Wudi's mind had slipped through tens of millions of conspiracy theories. His head was tight and he shouted at Mengsang Elm Wang. As he called, he circled the vase.
“Po, what's going on? Quit screaming, you're not ready!” Monsanto Elm walked over and reached over to cover his mouth.
Zhou Wudi grabbed her fingers and pointed her fingernails at the vase and shouted.
“Is there a problem with this vase?” Monsanto Elm's expression stirred up.
Zhou Wudi nodded, this was the first time he had clearly shown in front of Meng Sangyu that he understood human language. However, Monsanto Elm had already seen Tian Ni and was not surprised. He only weighed a circle around the vase and then went to the temple to call for a meal, Sister Feng, Silver Cuisine and Bishui, to remove the other idle miscellaneous people, etc.
“Turn the vase over and let me see what's in it. Po just kept yelling at the vase, I'm afraid it has been moved.” Monsanto Elm sighed.
The vase was tall enough for one person. It was filled with several strains of ruyi bamboo and filled with half a person's water. It was not easy to move. Meng Sangyu picked two more absolute loyalties, and the eunuchs placed in the palace by Meng Father came in and asked them to help.
The vase was tipped over and the water held for a long time was slightly yellowish, flowing slowly in the palace, a small puppet flushed out with the water, filled with silver needles with a shimmering cold light.
Seeing these evil things, Sister Feng and others have changed their faces. Monsanto Elm hugged Po, stepped on the water and walked over, leaning over to look at the puppet. The pupils of each dog contracted for a moment at the same time, and the unstoppable flow on his face revealed a horror, only because the puppet had a line of words written in jusha, which is, of course, the eight words of Wudi's birthday last week.
Zhu Sand is waterproof, this letter is still bright and bright, it stings the eyes of the Lord's spouse.