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His Majesty has grown up in the palace since he was a child, and although the people who followed him lost most of them in the rebellion of Concubine Liu, there are still people who know the roots. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When did Your Majesty raise such a poor Qi? How come they don't know anything about it?

This Qi Qi is about thirty or forty years old, and according to Qi Qi's age, he is very young, but how can His Majesty, who is in his early twenties, have such a pet.

It must have been an adventure in the Heavenly Mountains, right?

Although people were a little surprised, they all lowered their heads, whatever His Majesty said, as long as he didn't say that he was born, everything would be easy.

Shi Lanhe did not order someone to get Mao Mao out, but stepped forward in person and stood in front of the big tiger with a confused face.

Mao Mao seemed to have seen an immortal descend in the smoke and dust, and his two eyes were round.

When the dust in front of him cleared and the surrounding scenery was clear, Mao Mao saw clearly that the nobleman in front of him turned out to be his old acquaintance.

As soon as it saw that it was its own acquaintance, it was not polite, and jumped out of the ruins in three or two steps to lick its wounds, and made a tiger threat to the group of white horse flying eagles.

Maomao: See? Labor and management are your master's friends! You eyeless cats.

The eagles were wide with angry eyes, but they also stood in a neat line: In front of the owner, the young man will give you some face!

"Maomao, don't mess around, take a closer look, do you still recognize me?" Shi Lanhe smiled slightly.

Maomao didn't look at him: what was there to see, he recognized it at first sight.

It has been getting along with people for a long time, and its temperament is no longer so stubborn, but for some people who are not very willing to give face, it often chooses to ignore it.

Seeing his intimate appearance with A Qin, Mao Mao always felt uncomfortable with the boss in his heart, and this discomfort was probably due to Brother Ao's grievances.

Seeing that Mao Mao didn't pay much attention to people, Shi Lanhe naturally didn't care about it, he only felt that God was helping him at the moment.

Shi Lanhe touched the thing hidden in his sleeve, and instead of putting it in the storage space and staying with other things, he put it directly into his sleeve pocket, where he could touch it at any time.

Maomao's injuries were not serious, they were all skin injuries, but the wounds were all bloody and tumbling outside, embarrassed.

"Someone, bring some food." Shilan Daodao, he didn't get along with Yuan Qinqin much, but he also knew the rules of this person, as long as he was full, any injury could be healed.

Mao Mao is here, and Ah Qin must be nearby.

"Tell me to go down, if anyone in the vicinity is inquiring about Maomao's news, regardless of men, women and children, they will all greet them well, and then immediately send someone to report the orphan."

Shi Lanhe walked briskly, turned around and walked back towards the yard where he was resting: he really needed to clean up well, hasn't he seriously cleaned himself up recently?

The crowd of visitors in the air had caused a riot outside, but the riot quickly subsided, and only a few good people remained waiting for the follow-up.

This garden will be full of halo from now on is called Qingzhou Garden, just because the rich businessman's hometown is in Qingzhou, so it is named after it, and the location of Qingzhou Garden is still some distance from Fengzhu Town.

Because of the presence of the lord of the country, ordinary people could no longer get close to half of it, but they could see some movement from a distance.

As the eagles landed, but no news came from the garden for a long time, the patience of most of the spectators ran out.

On the other side of Fengzhu Town, Yuan Qinqin was turning over from the body of the minibus and getting off the ground.

The minibus circled around the Hua family, and found that everyone was staring at him with regret, but he still turned into a little black card and got into Yuan Qinqin's heavy Li bracelet.

The town looks so rich that the voices of the people can be heard from afar.

Maybe it's been walking in the wilderness for too long, and when she saw people at first glance, Yuan Qinqin's heart was a little strange, and groups of people of all sizes walked into this town, wanting to go straight to the direction where Mao Mao fell.

It's a pity that although this town is not as big as Wanling Town, it is also full of organs, and after going around, it is about to get lost.

"What are we going to do now? We can't ask for directions, and who knows if they will take us to some strange place like before. Xiao Jiu asked in a low voice.

She felt very embarrassed when she saw that the crowd was full of noise, and that the group of them were very blinding and lost.

Yuan Qinqin was weak, cold sweat kept breaking out on her back, and her clothes under the black clothes were wet.

But at the moment, finding Maomao is the most important, she didn't say a word, and looked around first.

This is a five-way intersection like a place, to say that the biggest difference between this town and Wanling Town is probably that the road planning is a little poor.

The five forks are one after another, and there are no obvious signs on the side of the road, and what is even more odious is that there is a chain teahouse called Song Ji, and there is one at almost every intersection, with the same signboard and the same dress of the clerks, it is almost a road idiot.

She reached out and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead: "Let's go separately, pick and ask reliable people along the way, and try to keep a low profile." We were divided into two groups, I took Xuanqiu and Xiaohezi, and Daming and Huaniu took care of Xiaojiu. ”

She pulled out the black sign that the minibus had turned into.

"The minibus will give it to you, if you find Maomao first, let the minibus inform me." She and the minibus have mutual induction, which is more convenient than a mobile phone, and it is not in vain.

The two teams confirmed their contact information and set off separately.

Yuan Qinqin turned around and walked a few steps, only to feel that her body was really empty.

Seeing this, Xuanqiu sensibly took her hand.

"Aunt Qin, you're not feeling well, let's go slower. If you come across a pharmacy in front of you, let's go in and ask the doctor to take a look. Xuanqiu said in a hoarse voice.

He had grown to the age of thirteen, and had begun to change his voice, and he was a big child, but his eyes were still as clear and bright as before.

When Yuan Qinqin saw him, she couldn't help but think of what Xiao Douding would look like when she grew up in the future, would she be so sensible and caring?

The hand she had stretched out to pat her head lowered slightly, and patted the boy on the shoulder instead: the boy grew up, and needed more respect than pampering, and she had to change her habits.

The child is very strong, and the small shoulders are also inexplicably generous, Yuan Qinqin felt that she had also drawn some strength from this child, and took a deep breath.

"Let's go Xuanxuan, let's find Maomao quickly, how scared it is alone." Yuan Qinqin smiled slightly.

Someone in Qingzhou Garden couldn't wait, washed and cleaned up, and immediately walked out of the door of the dormitory with wet hair.

The old palace people at the back chased hard: "My Majesty, where are you going?" (To be continued.) )