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Brother Jun is tempted, but he is still unmoved. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Princess Wen's shy cheeks were red, she didn't dare to ask again, her hands twisted the corners of her clothes, and she was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Jing Liqiu looked at her tenderly, suddenly stood up and patted her shoulder gently: "Princess, go back to the palace quickly, don't make trouble with the queen for me anymore." ”

"Brother Joon! Why are you still persuading me? I'm not going back, I've cut ties with my mother! ”

"No mother in the world will really cut ties with her child."

"But the queen mother is ......"

"Don't be so willful, you at least have your parents, and you can get their meticulous care. And what my parents are like when I grow up so much, they don't know where they are. Jing Liqiu said sadly.

Princess Wen was stunned, understood the other party's kindness, and showed sympathy.

"Brother Jun, you are an orphan, so you have a very special affection for your parents."

"Yes. Look at me who is helpless, and then look at you who are clothed and fed, so you should go back, go back quickly! Mothers without children, like children without mothers, are the loneliest in the world. Jing Liqiu gently pushed Princess Wen.

Princess Wen deeply experienced the sadness of being loved by her parents and obediently obeyed.

"Alright! Brother Jun, I'm leaving, you must take care! Princess Wen walked to the door and was reluctant for a long time before turning around and leaving.

Tears poured down her pale and tender face.

So goodbye.

Perhaps, see you again tomorrow.

Perhaps, never again.

But Brother Jun will always be an irreplaceable lovesick person in her heart.

With a strong sense of sorrow and Jing Liqiu's expectations, Princess Wen returned to the palace and decided to reconcile with the queen mother.

At this time, the queen sat in the backyard, obsessed with a bright peony nymphomania. She regretted that she had just torn her face with Princess Wen and severed her relationship.

Although Princess Wen is not a prince and does not play a role in consolidating the imperial power, she has always cared about her like a little padded jacket over the years, making her feel warm in the huge and lonely palace, which is worth her life.

The cool wind gently blew away the dead leaves scattered on the ground, and the queen's expression became even more desolate.

Wen'er, it's not the queen mother who is ruthless, it's the palace that is ruthless!

In the future, if you really marry a man with no status, not only those concubines with broken mouths, but even your father and emperor will definitely look down on this palace, and feel that this palace has spent more than ten years teaching a princess who has no ambitions and is willing to be mediocre.

The world is mediocre.

But in the palace, mediocrity is the shame and dirt that has been trampled on!

The queen thought stupidly, and suddenly between the red and red green leaves, a familiar and petite figure came. Her dilated pupils shrank, and she immediately stood up, and a smile appeared on her sad face: "Wen'er......"

"Queen Mother!" Princess Wen flew with tears, like a butterfly in a hurry, and rushed towards the queen.

It was Jing Liqiu who made her obscure mood improve and understand the preciousness of mother's love.

She never wants to throw away the most precious things in her life like a mustard.

"The Queen Mother! I'll never leave you again! After Princess Wen said this, she threw herself into the warm and soft arms of the queen.

The queen hugged her flesh and blood in surprise and joy, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Wen'er, do you know how good the queen mother is?" ”

"Hmmm! Got it! It was Brother Joon who made me understand how happy it is to have the love of my parents. Princess Wen's little head rubbed softly in her mother's arms.

When the queen heard this, she was still a little unhappy in her heart, but Princess Wen could understand her good intentions and return to Weiyang Palace, so she didn't care about those unpleasant ones.

Their mother and daughter, in the delicate and beautiful back garden, hugged warmly, and couldn't let go for a long time.

"Wen'er, you've grown up!"

"Queen Mother, Wen'er will never let you be lonely in the palace alone."

The queen smiled softly, in this life, she was scheming, step by step, never like at this moment, laughing innocently, like an innocent child.

Soon, the clock ticked for night.

The sun was gradually setting, and Jing Liqiu, who was sitting in the guest room of the inn, was ready for all the preparations. The black-clothed power suit tightly wrapped the sturdy body, the impermeable black masked hung on the handsome face, and the silver sword behind his back was wiped back and forth by the slender hand at least three times.

At this moment, Jing Liqiu sat on the chair with his waist straight like wood.

He's waiting.

As soon as it gets dark, we'll go.

Although he is not a powerful son, he has a righteous and passionate heart.

He was still thinking about whether to spare the old fox of the nine thousand years old a dog's life, but when he remembered that Ling Suxue was detained on the tiger chair and tortured, he decided to kill him.

I don't expect to eliminate harm for the people, I just want to prove that I can get rid of a disaster for the woman I love.

Although she did not love him and regarded him as a friend.

But as long as he has love in his heart and does his best for love, he will not love in vain.

Love, sometimes it's so one-way and deep.

Gradually, the sky became dark, and the night was as cold as water.

Jing Liqiu glanced at the silver hooked snow moon outside the window, immediately got up and opened the door, floating to the roof tiles of the inn like the wind, shuttling lightly and quickly through the rows of houses in Yuanchuan, like a silent night wolf, running towards the luxurious and bright mansion of the nine thousand years old.

At this moment, Nine Thousand Years Old is eating in the hall.

His cold lips and teeth chewed on the delicious and expensive yellow braised fish lips, drank the luxurious jade-like aged jade brew, and leisurely listened to the white-faced and beardless clean man at the table blowing the long-flavored flute song.

The sound of the flute is like flowing water, taking away people's troubles and appreciating the vastness and extension of the ups and downs of the song.

Nine thousand years old listened to a little infatuated, and did not move the jade brew in the cup for a long time.

After a long time, a servant walked in and said, "Back to nine thousand years old, the young master Qizheng has already been settled. ”

"Very well, you step down and go to the account office to receive the reward." Jiuchitose said casually, and suddenly realized that he hadn't picked up vegetables for a long time, so he picked up his chopsticks and picked up a crystal clear shrimp ball as round as a pearl and put it in his mouth.

Not long after, a strong man came to bow and report: "Qi Yu is nine thousand years old, and the noble concubine Niangniang has been disposed of half-dead." ”

On the calm face of the nine thousand years old, his brows furrowed, and he was angry: "Why do you still keep her?" ”

"The little one wants to bury her alive, but look at her so beautiful......"

"Huh." Jiuqiansui laughed dryly twice, raised his eyebrows and said with disdain: "You two kept her, it turned out that you were thinking of such a good thing." ”

"Hey, hey! This concubine is rare to see, and her birth is beautiful and itchy, so our brothers have been ravaging her in the torture room, hoping that she can be soft, but who knows that she is as stubborn as a cow, and she just refuses to ......"

"That's it! Our family will give her to your brothers. Nine thousand years old indifferently: "But you have to do something, don't do it in our house, bad luck!" ”

Fornication between men and women is a taboo for eunuchs.

The strong man smiled when he heard this, and kowtowed with his fists together: "Xie, nine thousand years old!" ”

"Go! The concubine will be your brother's person in the future! (To be continued.) )