Thinking of her heart, she didn't hesitate too much, and immediately took the medicine seller called "Feng Xiaobao" to the incense car, and immediately ordered the coachman who was still kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to get up to turn the incense cart around and go back to the servant Shaoqing to come to Junchen's mansion.

The exquisite floats and incense are like a cluster of bright firelight in this night, carrying the migratory guest dust all the way to the cool early summer night breeze. Rushing away, he brought up a wave of sparkle that should be rushed, and the shattered moonlight night wave was mottled and mottled together, and the fine pieces poured out a long .......

I don't know when there was a burst of white smoke in the sky, with the soothing and flirting of the night breeze and did a sloppy momentum, as if this trickling night was also wrapped in this white fog, diluted too much richness, and suddenly dispersed, there was a charm like tea smoke in this surrounding spread and stretched, slowly swept by.

"What does this mean?" Tan Xinglang's moon-like eyes were a little Haoran and a little puzzled, Junchen swept the unfamiliar face behind Taiping, calmly introduced his sleeves, and stroked the slightly messy folds on the placket, and asked Taiping like this.

The moonlight poured down, and the faint golden nightlight scattered between Taiping's slightly tired face, she lowered her eyebrows and pulled a few silver hairpins on it, and picked off the slightly longer lamps burning in the candle on one side: "I have already talked to him on the road, and he is also willing." "A casual and breezy tone.

Lai Junchen frowned slightly, seeing that when she raised her eyes, there were bright colors in her eyes, these eyes were fluttering and smart, but they seemed to have become a little strange that made him uncomfortable.

Taiping walked slowly towards Junchen, his lips hesitated and spurted slightly, and he was sure that he was relieved, and finally made a steady statement: "I want to give him to my mother as a male pet." He replied to Junchen's question calmly.

A wisp of surprise swallowed into his throat and fell to the bottom of his heart, Lai Junchen suddenly became in a trance, only to feel that there were large clusters of ripples rising in his heart, but he was suppressed by him with a rational attitude: "Taiping, you have changed." "There was silence for a moment, and Junchen's thin lips were pursed. Move.

This sentence is like a wave, and it is clear that the heart should be filled with a slight bitterness and intense feelings, but after the words are spoken, a ripple laugh arc is hooked.

The bitterness in my heart has never subsided, and this smile is also a bit of an escape to cover up. But Taiping's transformation is admittedly not out of Junchen's expectations, what should have been known a long time ago is just a matter of time! Being in the royal family, in such a turbulent environment and an atmosphere of struggle for power, any slight touch may become the stimulation of the greedy gluttony in the heart, such a change means growth, and it also means a kind of proof of the inescapable fate of the king.

Sensing that there was something in Junchen's words, Taiping felt astringent in his heart, but he was very calm. She pursed her lips, her lips pursed with a playful banter, and then she raised her eyes, and her gaze slowly and straightforwardly fixed on his black and white pupils: "Everyone is changing, isn't it?" Flat to an almost cruel tone, and this cold and indifferent posture, it seems that this night and the moon converged into thousands of acres of Huabo brilliance wrapped her whole person, stacked and pushed to the top of the Lang sharp wind and the top of the mountains and rivers, like a dream to wake up in the surrounding slow and unhurried Suo Po.

Yilang also goes up to the floor, and the grass in front of the building is green every year; Green like a robe when you go, and your sleeves flutter when you look back; The robe should be old, and the color is not long-lasting; I am afraid of spring in the mirror, it is better to have flowers and plants......

As if there was some faint pain in the heart of the touch was swept shallowly, the slight throbbing and green pain in the hearts of Taiping and Junchen invariably stirred up, at first the traces were almost invisible, but then it condensed into a large and clear pain, this pain made the two of them suddenly a little unable to control themselves.