After a long time, the Empress Dowager cried "woo", and began to scream again, "Huang'er, Huang'er......" Zhuang Minhua looked very sad, don't look at the Empress Dowager is already at the peak of women, but she lost her husband in her youth, lost her second son in middle age, and lost her eldest son in her later years.

In the past, she saw that she was so harsh to Concubine Rong, but now she understands a little that the old lady is angry with the death of her second son. Now the death of her eldest son has made her devastated.

The palace people in the hall all lowered their heads, Zhuang Minhua walked over, squatted in front of the Empress Dowager, took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and coaxed her, "Imperial grandmother, the imperial uncle, he is the true dragon son of heaven, the son of heaven, and now he is just going back to heaven, not dead." "Hey, coaxing an old lady with such a reason, she is also drunk.

But fortunately, it worked, and the belief in ghosts and gods in ancient times was very strong. When the Empress Dowager heard this, she took her hand stiffly, her strength was so great that she almost pinched her flesh, her cloudy eyes burned with joy, and her voice trembled excitedly, "You're right, the emperor must have returned to heaven to continue to be his prince." With these words, the Empress Dowager seemed to have suddenly figured it out, her eyes gradually became clear, and the expression on her face gradually calmed down. The old lady glanced at her nobly and coldly, and opened Zhuang Minhua's hand to wipe her tears. With a slight snort, he cleaned himself up nobly and elegantly.

So why bother, she looked at the old lady pitiful, maybe the old lady still looked down on her!

Zhuang Minhua slowly returned to his seat and sat down dignifiedly.

"Alright. You go back first! Maybe she felt that she was laughed at by Zhuang Minhua just now, and the Queen Mother packed up herself and sent Zhuang Minhua away.

This kind of sour and sour throw after use! Zhuang Minhua was slandered in his stomach, and respectfully said goodbye to the Queen Mother.

Zhuang Minhua felt that he urgently needed to talk, so he didn't go back to Kunning Palace, and turned around and went to Hanzhang Palace.

Meng Jinghan was discussing with the ministers in the front hall, and she went to the inner room of the back hall and sat down at the desk, on which was the picture she had not finished painting last night. A picture of a hundred flowers competing for spring, on which most of the flowers have been drawn. She picked up the pen. Dip it in ink and draw it carefully.

I don't know how long it took to draw, but when she looked up again, she only felt a sore neck. She hissed slightly. I was about to call someone to pinch it. I felt a familiar breath approaching. The tense body instantly relaxed, and a warm big hand gently kneaded her neck.

Zhuang Minhua leaned back and lay down in Meng Jinghan's arms. Close your eyes and enjoy it, and you can't help but let out a comfortable ** in your mouth.

Meng Jinghan's breath gently brushed over her head, slowly becoming hot. He gently kissed the top of Zhuang Minhua's hair, and his big hand slid into her clothes like a loach, swimming inside.

Zhuang Minhua was touched by him, let out a low scream, reached out and grabbed his big bad hand, slowly pulled it out of his clothes, and when he left, he was teased by it. Zhuang Minhua's face flew peach blossoms, Bei Yan bit her lower lip, and with a little force, Meng Jinghan was caught off guard and pulled out by her hand.

Meng Jinghan grabbed her little hand with his backhand, lowered his head and carefully studied this soft and boneless little hand, it was white and delicate, and he could wrap this little hand with one hand. But it can cinch a copper furnace into a lump, what kind of divine power is this! Meng Jinghan let out an exclamation in his heart, and then looked at the petite body in front of him, which had amazing energy, and the weakness and strength were fused together, showing a more charming demeanor.

Meng Jinghan held the little hand, kissed it gently, and then raised his eyes to look at Zhuang Minhua.

Zhuang Minhua kept watching his movements, watching him show a stunned and obsessive look towards herself, and she felt that she was also going to be fascinated by the eyes he revealed.

She stretched out her hand to hook Meng Jinghan's neck, lightly imprinted her red lips, and her fragrant tongue stretched out timidly for the first time, and tentatively touched Meng Jinghan's lips. She felt Meng Jinghan's body shake. A smile flashed in Zhuang Minhua's eyes, and he used his fragrant tongue to depict Meng Jinghan's thin lips. Meng Jinghan's breath suddenly became thicker, and a pair of hands pinched her slender waist like iron tongs, and a certain part was also on Zhuang Minhua's waist, he continued to endure it, he wanted to enjoy his lover's initiative, and his forehead was covered with dense fine sweat because of patience.

Zhuang Minhua suddenly stepped back, Meng Jinghan didn't notice it for a while, let go of his hand, and he was stunned. Zhuang Minhua smiled at him mischievously and pointed to his waist, "Prostitution in broad daylight, the imperial history will be impeached." ”

Meng Jinghan suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, and sat on the side to slowly calm down his breath. Zhuang Minhua sat far away from him and looked at him with a smile.

Meng Jinghan looked amused and beckoned to her, "Okay, come here!" ”

Zhuang Minhua took a look, walked over with a smile, and sat on Meng Jinghan's lap. Meng Jinghan stroked his forehead, this little goblin, he ran away after teasing, it didn't matter if he didn't help solve it, it was easy for him to calm down, and she came again.

Meng Jinghan reached out and gently patted Zhuang Minhua's little buttocks, "Okay, don't play, let's have dinner!" ”

Zhuang Minhua was slapped on the ass by Meng Jinghan, and immediately jumped up, almost stunned. was actually spanked, does this mean that Taijing is getting more and more open between them?

Meng Jinghan pulled her to sit on the table, and the food on the table had already been arranged. Meng Jinghan sandwiched a piece of tender venison for her, and Zhuang Minhua reciprocated by sandwiching a piece of beef for him.

After eating a meal with one chopstick, the two of you and I almost blinded the eyes of the palace people who were waiting on the side.

After dinner, Meng Jinghan talked to Zhuang Minhua for a while, and then continued to go to the front to deal with government affairs.

Zhuang Minhua is not good at disturbing him, and she has her own things to do, and she has forgotten everything that happened to the Queen Mother. She asked Qianhong to bring the Qingtuan prepared in the morning, put it on the table, and then sent Qianhong and the others away, stretching out her hand to hold the plate. Click on the system interface and enter the transaction section.

Entering the three-dimensional shop, this small shop of ten square meters is no longer empty. She put some things in it, embroidery, silk, porcelain, jade, calligraphy and painting, etc.

She also made some small pastries to sell in it, and these small pastries she made were more popular than other goods. She clicked on the shelves and loaded the Youth League on the goods.

The exchange is common to interstellar coins, and she looked at the pitiful 1,000 interstellar coins under the store, sighed, and closed the interface. (To be continued.) )

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