It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, which is what I need the most at the moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Zixu held back the joy in his heart, got up and knelt down in the middle: "The grass people thank the emperor for the gold medal!"

"Get up!" Yu Linhao has always had no respect for himself, even if it is a salute. Now seeing a face that is basically the same as Yu Linhao's face, and he is respectful to himself, Yu Qingbai is extremely sour.

"Thank you, Emperor!" After thanking Yu Qingbai, Ye Zixu led the topic to the pastry again: "Listen," he deliberately glanced at Yu Linhao, and then looked at Shangguan Hui and said: "Cousin said, my aunt has not had a very good appetite recently, how many pastries are here, even if you make them for this, do you want to taste them?"

After Ye Zixu said that this pastry was made by someone with a heart, Shangguan Hui guessed the person who made the pastry, but because Yu Qingbai was there, he didn't ask. And because he was waiting for Ye Zixu's arrival, he didn't dare to use it for breakfast or lunch, Ye Zixu let her taste the pastries, and he really felt a little hungry.

"The hearts of a few people, my aunt naturally wants to taste it. As he spoke, he ordered someone to fetch a clean plate.

Ye Zixu personally opened a few of the pastries, sandwiched them in the plate brought by the palace maid with chopsticks, and asked the palace maid to put a plate on the kang table in front of everyone.

Ling Zihan compared the pastries brought up by the palace maid at the front and back: "Sister is so blessed!"

The meaning in Ling Zihan's eyes was obvious, and Shangguan Hui still pretended not to know: "What does my sister mean?"

"Just now, Shangguan Gongzi said that this pastry was made for my sister by someone with a heart. I don't know if I don't look at the pastry, but I know how heavy the heart is when I look at the pastry. After speaking, Ling Zihan deliberately glanced at Yu Linhao.

Ling Zihan made such an obvious move, Shangguan Hui couldn't pretend if she didn't know: "Sister wants to, I'm afraid that someone won't be able to let my sister get her wish!"

Shangguan Hui didn't forget Yu Linhao's repeated instructions, although this Ling Zihan was credible, it was better not to say some things later.

Shangguan Hui deliberately looked at Ye Zixu and said, "It's Yang'er, do you have a favorite girl?"

Ye Zixu didn't want a plate of pastries, it would be involved in private matters, it was still his. Although I don't want to, there are some things that don't mean I don't mention them. Thinking of Ye Zijuan, Ye Zixu couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Ye Zixu's expression obviously told a few people that Shangguan Hui had guessed correctly.

"She?"

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, which is what I need the most at the moment.

Ye Zixu held back the joy in his heart, got up and knelt down in the middle: "The grass people thank the emperor for the gold medal!"

"Get up!" Yu Linhao has always had no respect for himself, even if it is a salute. Now seeing a face that is basically the same as Yu Linhao's face, and he is respectful to himself, Yu Qingbai is extremely sour.

"Thank you, Emperor!" After thanking Yu Qingbai, Ye Zixu led the topic to the pastry again: "Listen," he deliberately glanced at Yu Linhao, and then looked at Shangguan Hui and said: "Cousin said, my aunt has not had a very good appetite recently, how many pastries are here, even if you make them for this, do you want to taste them?"

After Ye Zixu said that this pastry was made by someone with a heart, Shangguan Hui guessed the person who made the pastry, but because Yu Qingbai was there, he didn't ask. And because he was waiting for Ye Zixu's arrival, he didn't dare to use it for breakfast or lunch, Ye Zixu let her taste the pastries, and he really felt a little hungry.

"The hearts of a few people, my aunt naturally wants to taste it. As he spoke, he ordered someone to fetch a clean plate.

Ye Zixu personally opened a few of the pastries, sandwiched them in the plate brought by the palace maid with chopsticks, and asked the palace maid to put a plate on the kang table in front of everyone.

Ling Zihan compared the pastries brought up by the palace maid at the front and back: "Sister is so blessed!"

The meaning in Ling Zihan's eyes was obvious, and Shangguan Hui still pretended not to know: "What does my sister mean?"

"Just now, Shangguan Gongzi said that this pastry was made for my sister by someone with a heart. I don't know if I don't look at the pastry, but I know how heavy the heart is when I look at the pastry. After speaking, Ling Zihan deliberately glanced at Yu Linhao.

Ling Zihan made such an obvious move, Shangguan Hui couldn't pretend if she didn't know: "Sister wants to, I'm afraid that someone won't be able to let my sister get her wish!"

Shangguan Hui didn't forget Yu Linhao's repeated instructions, although this Ling Zihan was credible, it was better not to say some things later.

Shangguan Hui deliberately looked at Ye Zixu and said, "It's Yang'er, do you have a favorite girl?"

Ye Zixu didn't want a plate of pastries, it would be involved in private matters, it was still his. Although I don't want to, there are some things that don't mean I don't mention them. Thinking of Ye Zijuan, Ye Zixu couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Ye Zixu's expression obviously told a few people that Shangguan Hui had guessed correctly.

"She?"

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, which is what I need the most at the moment.

Ye Zixu held back the joy in his heart, got up and knelt down in the middle: "The grass people thank the emperor for the gold medal!"

"Get up!" Yu Linhao has always had no respect for himself, even if it is a salute. Now seeing a face that is basically the same as Yu Linhao's face, and he is respectful to himself, Yu Qingbai is extremely sour.

"Thank you, Emperor!" After thanking Yu Qingbai, Ye Zixu led the topic to the pastry again: "Listen," he deliberately glanced at Yu Linhao, and then looked at Shangguan Hui and said: "Cousin said, my aunt has not had a very good appetite recently, how many pastries are here, even if you make them for this, do you want to taste them?"

After Ye Zixu said that this pastry was made by someone with a heart, Shangguan Hui guessed the person who made the pastry, but because Yu Qingbai was there, he didn't ask. And because he was waiting for Ye Zixu's arrival, he didn't dare to use it for breakfast or lunch, Ye Zixu let her taste the pastries, and he really felt a little hungry.

"The hearts of a few people, my aunt naturally wants to taste it. As he spoke, he ordered someone to fetch a clean plate.

Ye Zixu personally opened a few of the pastries, sandwiched them in the plate brought by the palace maid with chopsticks, and asked the palace maid to put a plate on the kang table in front of everyone.

Ling Zihan compared the pastries brought up by the palace maid at the front and back: "Sister is so blessed!"

The meaning in Ling Zihan's eyes was obvious, and Shangguan Hui still pretended not to know: "What does my sister mean?"

"Just now, Shangguan Gongzi said that this pastry was made for my sister by someone with a heart. I don't know if I don't look at the pastry, but I know how heavy the heart is when I look at the pastry. After speaking, Ling Zihan deliberately glanced at Yu Linhao.

Ling Zihan made such an obvious move, Shangguan Hui couldn't pretend if she didn't know: "Sister wants to, I'm afraid that someone won't be able to let my sister get her wish!"

Shangguan Hui didn't forget Yu Linhao's repeated instructions, although this Ling Zihan was credible, it was better not to say some things later.

Shangguan Hui deliberately looked at Ye Zixu and said, "It's Yang'er, do you have a favorite girl?"

Ye Zixu didn't want a plate of pastries, it would be involved in private matters, it was still his. Although I don't want to, there are some things that don't mean I don't mention them. Thinking of Ye Zijuan, Ye Zixu couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Ye Zixu's expression obviously told a few people that Shangguan Hui had guessed correctly.

"She?"

Ye Zixu didn't want a plate of pastries, it would be involved in private matters, it was still his. Although I don't want to, there are some things that don't mean that I don't mention them.