The hall of glory, the inner room, the ground is full of broken teacups and vases, and a few plum blossoms are thrown on the ground.

Zhang Qing's chest rose and fell violently, as if he was enduring something, and the grandmother standing on the side stepped forward and asked cautiously, "Niangniang, what happened?" Who messed with you? The sharp show swept away, and the frightened grandmother quickly lowered her head, not daring to speak.

"Who messed with Hongu? Who told Hongu last time that everything was done? Why is it difficult for Hongu to see a ghost today? You make it clear to this palace, or you will go down and receive the punishment yourself. The voice was muffled and full of anger.

"Brush", Mama knelt on the ground, her whole body lay on the ground, her voice trembled, "Niangniang, the slave will never dare to lie to you, the person who took the task last time said that the person fell into the deep pool, and the slave doesn't know why this happened?" The slave has been with Niangniang for so many years, and he is loyal to Niangniang! ”

For a long time, Zhang Qingyuan didn't say anything more, just looked at the smoking sandalwood burner, "That's it, I'm afraid I don't blame you for this, but dare to fool the palace like this, they are the first one, you should know how to do it, right?" With a wave of his hand, "Go down!" ”

Mama touched her forehead and bent over.

Not dead, are you? If you escape this time, who can predict what will happen next time?

If you become a relative, you can also make him a widower.

The fingers painted with bright red Kodan lit up on the smooth table one by one, and the sound of "knock knock" echoed in the Ronghua Palace, with some weirdness and pressure.

After what happened last time, Yan Rumeng has never gone out again, one is that the wedding date is approaching, the house is busy with Zhang Luo, and she herself is not idle, and she has to repair a hundred handkerchiefs for herself.

Nesting in the room all day long, with red tassels and green bamboo embroidered handkerchiefs, it was really boring and tight.

Iman didn't know what was going on, he hadn't been to Yanfu once, and the third brother was even more so, he hid when he saw her all day, and he didn't know why.

Except for eating, being a female celebrity, and sleeping, there is nothing else.

Leaning on the window, sighing, looking at the handkerchief that had just been embroidered, his brows furrowed, and his face full of sorrow.

"How long will it take to finish embroidering these 100 handkerchiefs? Embroidering these all day is really boring and tight. I couldn't help but complain.

What are the rules in the capital, before getting married, do you have to embroider so many handkerchiefs for women, and use them up?

Gangnam doesn't have any!

"Miss, it's almost done, half of the embroidery is done, and after five or six days of hard work, it is estimated that the embroidery will be completed." His fingertips flew, he glanced at the smoke like a dream, and lowered his head to continue embroidering.

With a long sigh, he had to pick up the handkerchief and start embroidering.

If this handkerchief is embroidered, he must treasure it, otherwise it will be a waste of her efforts.

Time passed quickly in the fingertips, and the day before the marriage, all the handkerchiefs were finally embroidered.

Looking at the stack of handkerchiefs in the wooden box, I felt a trace of satisfaction and pride in my heart.

At night, there was a sound of beating outside, but I couldn't sleep like a dream, and I tossed and turned in bed.

He stared at the white curtain with his eyes open, motionless, as if something was dangling through the window.

Looking out the window, there was only the shadow of a swaying tree.

Relieved, he patted his chest, "It turned out to be the reflection of a tree, it scared me to death." ”

The next moment, his mouth was blocked by a big palm, and he wanted to make a sound in horror, and his hands scratched the big hand even more, breaking free.

"What? I haven't seen you for dozens of days, and you forgot about me? "Familiar sounds, let smoke smell familiar like a dream.

slapped his big palm down and turned his head, "Every time it appears, it's sneaky and scary." ”

suddenly thought that they would get married tomorrow, but this person was in his boudoir, and his two hands tried hard to push the man who was lying on the bed down, "You go quickly, you will get married tomorrow, you can't be here." ”

"What does this have to do with me coming to see you? Could it be that I miss you and have to endure until tomorrow? He found that the corner of his robe was stained with some dust, and he reached out and dusted it, with a casual expression.

"This is a rule, since it is a rule, you have to follow it, do you know the way?" If she hadn't broken the rules, she wouldn't have had to work so hard for so many days to embroider the handkerchief of Narauszi.

"In the eyes of this king, rules are a fart!" The last word is especially heavy.

"What are you talking nonsense? I haven't seen you for dozens of days, but I've learned to speak foul language, and I'm not allowed to say it in the future! ”

"Also, in the future, you are not allowed to call me 'this king' in front of me, every time you are angry, it's not good, I feel that we are so rusty, and there is no sense of intimacy."

As he spoke, he turned his head and found that the man was pulling his hair and playing, looking at that look, he didn't listen at all.

"Did you hear that?" Pull through the hair and emphasize again.

"I heard you!" Got up, pulled the smoke like a dream, and pressed her down on the bed, "Let's make it more intimate now." ”

"What?" I was stunned for a while, and after knowing what Zhao Jing'an meant, I was angry again.

Pushing away the man who was pressing on him, "Can you not think about that every time?" "Every time we meet, it's like a hungry tiger pouncing on a wolf, and she's not food.

"Which thing?" Knowing the way, but pretending not to understand made Yan like a dream gritted his teeth.

Why is this guy getting more and more indebted?

"You know what to do, why do you have to ask me?" Thinking about it, I had a big handband around my waist, and I couldn't move at all.

"If you don't say, how do I know the way? When you say it, I will know it. As soon as the big hand Weiwei exerted force, the bodies of the two people got a little closer.

"If you don't know the way, you don't know the way!" Turning her head to the side, she couldn't ignore the thing under her that was against her, her face was hot, and she didn't dare to move.

I am afraid that there will be the consequences of plucking the feathers on the tiger at this time.

Feeling her embarrassment, Zhao Jing'an maliciously leaned towards Lu, and then said that Yan Rumeng had the urge to slap him to death.

"I haven't seen you for dozens of days, are you fat? How do you feel fatter than before? I couldn't breathe. ”

Phew!

Don't blame me for being foul-mouthed!

The hand hit Zhao Jing'an's chest hard, "Nonsense." How can you be fat? No nonsense, no nonsense! ”

The most sensitive thing for a woman is her weight, so Zhao Jing'an said it so directly, Yan Rumeng was so ashamed that she just wanted to find a hole to get into.

She would never admit that she had gained weight lately.

In a pig's eye!

"Not fat?" The two hands roamed around Yan Rumeng's body, and after a while, he suddenly realized: "Oh, Zhilu Dao, it turns out that they are all fat here!" ”

Well?

Yan Rumeng looked down and saw that one of his hands was on his chest and one hand was on his buttocks, "boom", his little face was red, and he didn't know what to say.

Just looked at him and thought: Is this Zhao Jing'an?

"Hehe, it's okay to be fat like this, but it's cheap for me." Completely ignoring the reaction of smoke like a dream, his chest vibrated and he was very happy.

I couldn't bear it, I didn't need to endure it anymore, and I slapped him in the face, "Don't talk nonsense!" "Bastards,.

Suddenly remembered that he had just said that he couldn't speak foul language, and the last two words choked in his throat.