Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Thought he might be able to do the acting with the hypocrisy of Emperor Bao Rong, but he didn't even disgrace himself as if he were his disgrace.

A reprimand prompted him to withdraw.

That's it. He won't be able to use mercy anymore.

With this in mind, the gloom in his eyes was hidden. He pulled the corners of his lips and said: “It's just not easy to see you talking with Yan Ink Li. ”

Go ahead and grab the soft hand of a stranger and put it on his chest. “I warn you, I will not speak to him more than three words in the future, or I will turn my face ruthlessly. ”

No more than three sentences?

Please calculate a sentence and say goodbye. In this way, that would amount to just one sentence.

That's what she can do, but that Yan Mo Li can't keep her mouth shut, can she not respond at all?

Without thinking about the authenticity of his words, the stranger was drawn to his attention by the phrase "no more than three sentences”.

Think about it for a moment, she can't stop crying.

“What kind of hegemonic terms are you?” The corner of the stranger's lips rose slightly, laughing: “What if people say I don't respect the royal family? ”

Yanbei city surface does not change color, straightforward opening: “That's on my head. ”

In the talking room, he couldn't help but tighten his palms a little.

The stranger's eyes were slightly dim, although only slight movements, perhaps not even his own consciousness, but she caught them sharply, including the grey bottom of his eyes.

Her lip smile faded slightly, hesitating slightly, leaning proactively over her body, nestled in the arms of Yanbeicheng, softly said: "Okay, I'll listen to you. ”

Yanbeicheng was not talking and squeezed her shoulder tightly, her eyes slightly darkened.

……

And Liu Xiao's side, without the presence of strange flowers, she was in a great mood, her lips smiled, her eyes watered and looked at Yin Ink Li, “Your Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time, but things have been busy lately? You have to pay attention to rest. ”

After a pause, she grabbed a incense bag from Yu Yu. "Your Highness, this thing has an effect on the God of Peace, you..."

“Miss Liu.” Yan Mo Li obviously didn't have the patience to hear Liu Xiao's words. There was no expression on her face. "I'm afraid Mother has waited a long time, and this temple should not stay long. ”

Liu Xiao's eyes darkened as all the tender shyness stifled at this moment.

Half a dozen years later, she forced herself to bow her head and salute her, "Congratulations, Your Highness. ”

If that's all right, it can be gentle and respectful on the surface of Yan Ink Li. Only a few smiles will be revealed in front of people when it cools down like ice cream.

When I think about it, Liu Zheng's heart is a bit sour again.

But it never occurred to me that there was more to it.

As Yan Mo walked past her side, she didn't forget to lower her voice. "Remember who you are. ”

In a short sentence, Willow falls like an ice cellar and his expression is almost out of control.

Jade saw, his heart jumped hard, jumping weak reminder, "Miss, shall we leave the palace? ”

Half a mile later, Liu Zheng nodded softly and walked forward with his hands on the arm of the jade, losing his soul.

The palms couldn't help but push slightly and slim fingernails pierced the tender flesh above the jade arm.

Jade was used to it, but still had a pale face, but he dared not make a sound. He held her carefully.

At this point, Liu Xiao's brain could not help but draw some images of her heart and lung pain.