It was pouring rain outside the window, as if it was about to wash away all the mud. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe dripping rain is getting heavier and heavier as time goes on.

"Wan'er, how are those people?"

"Princess, he's coming." Wan'er frowned and said.

"What is he doing here, why don't you stay in his own territory, what are you doing here, do you think your life is too long?" Mo Lan frowned, a little angry, and a little puzzled.

"Princess, do you want to meet him?" Wan'er proposed.

Zheng'er, who has never spoken much, also spoke at this time: "Princess, he has the same purpose as those people." ”

"Not necessarily."

Wan'er and Zheng'er looked directly at her, wanting to know the answer.

"Why he came, I don't know, but I do know that he and those people don't necessarily have the same purpose, because they are very similar, the same pride." Mo Lan's voice was a little erratic.

In the brightly lit imperial study, a man in a dragon robe sits, reading the recitals. In front of him stood a man who was reporting on the birthday feast and the situation of the envoys of various countries.

The person sitting in front of the imperial case to review the folds stopped the pen in his hand, looked at the person in front of him and said, "It seems that these people have the same purpose, what happened to Lan'er."

"The third princess has nothing to do, she has been staying in the palace quietly, and she hasn't done anything."

The emperor in the dragon robe said with an uncertain expression: "I haven't done anything, it shouldn't be that simple." After a pause, he said, "You go down first, and pay more attention to Lan'er's movements." ”

The emperor was naturally Mo Lan's father, the emperor of Qianmu, looked at the top of the room and said, "Lan'er, do you know the unicorn jade, whether it is in your hand or not, where is it I'm afraid only you know where the unicorn jade is." His words seemed to be heard by no one, and no one responded to himself.

In another place, a lazy lying on the bed in purple clothes has a beautiful face, which can be called the posture of a heavenly man, but the premise is to ignore the pale face and his weak body, which is absolutely first-class and attractive. Even so, it still attracts the attention of women, but it is a pity, after all, a person who may die at any time, even if he looks good and has a high status, they don't want to be widowed for the rest of their lives.

The person next to him looked at the person on the bed and shook his head, closed the paper fan and said, "You said that you came all the way to toss something, and you think your body is too good." "It's a complaint, but it's more about caring.

The man in purple waved his hand lazily, and his gestures were very attractive, but unfortunately no one appreciated it, only one complained about it. Said to the person in front of him: "I came here naturally for the purpose of my coming here, if you don't want to follow, go back, no one will stop you." With that, he closed his eyes.

Lan Fengyu stared at the person in front of him, so angry that he vomited blood. If it weren't for his poor health, it is estimated that he would directly pounce and beat people.

Although Bai Li Yan closed his eyes, he didn't fall asleep until Lan Fengyu left, he didn't open his eyes, and his eyes were no longer lazy, even if he was still lying down, the momentum on his body could easily make people ignore his bad body, "Bai Yi." Bailiyan shouted in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, there was an additional figure in front of the Baili Rock bed. "How?" Nonsensical question. But Bai Yi knew what Bailiyan was asking. Bai Yi replied: "It's okay for the time being, there are many people around her." ”

Baili Yan muttered: "A lot of people, it doesn't look very good!" The words changed and said, "Bai Yi, you don't have to be soft on those people." ”

As soon as Bai disappeared, Bailiyan looked at the dark night, which meant an unknown smile, which was very infiltrating.