Early in the morning, Yun Yue squatted alone in the yard to shave ice, and Xia Ju's eyes widened and she didn't know what to do. The husband, who has always been too lazy to race sows, actually got up on the fourth watch today. Although it is the day of today's sacrifice to Weishui, there is no need to get up early. You need to walk a full twenty miles, and you have to rest to have energy.

The ice was shaved and seven pearls were placed on top. In the dawn of the sky, it exudes a colorful glow. It complements the white ice indescribably beautifully. Could it be that this is the gift that they want to sacrifice to the god of the Weishui River? Xia Ju's eyes widened and she waited beside her, not understanding what her husband was doing.

Yun Yue's heart was full of resentment, wasn't it just to sacrifice to the river god of Weishui? As for letting all the Great Qin Xungui run dozens of miles to practice? It was also specified that carriages were not allowed to ride, nor were horses to ride. They are all pampered masters, and it is better to take their lives than to travel dozens of miles. Not to mention, the head of each house also has to carry a gift to the river god.

Gifts must be more than 30 pounds and there is no cap, and the weight is not allowed to be discounted. The ghost will carry forty or fifty pounds of things to practice, but it is not enough for thirty pounds, and the person who oversees it is Qiandu, counting on him not to listen to Jing Er's orders, who will go through the back door. It's better to expect the sow to go up the tree, which is more reliable.

In order to show that the royal family is the same as the nobles, the great Jing Er Majesty also has to retreat to the Weishui River. Zhao Ji was absent from this important sacrificial event, and she really couldn't see anyone when she was pregnant. Of course, the excuse is that he is sick, and he is very sick and can't see people.

Early in the morning, Yun Yue squatted alone in the yard to shave ice, and Xia Ju's eyes widened and she didn't know what to do. The husband, who has always been too lazy to race sows, actually got up on the fourth watch today. Although it is the day of today's sacrifice to Weishui, there is no need to get up early. You need to walk a full twenty miles, and you have to rest to have energy.

The ice was shaved and seven pearls were placed on top. In the light of dawn. It exudes a colorful glow. It complements the white ice indescribably beautifully. Could it be that this is the gift that they want to sacrifice to the god of the Weishui River? Xia Ju's eyes widened and she waited beside her, not understanding what her husband was doing.

Yun Yue's heart was full of resentment, wasn't it just to sacrifice to the river god of Weishui? As for letting all the Great Qin Xungui run dozens of miles to practice? It was also specified that carriages were not allowed to ride, nor were horses to ride. They are all pampered masters, and it is better to take their lives than to travel dozens of miles. Not to mention. The head of each house also carries a gift to the river god.

Gifts must be more than 30 pounds and there is no cap, and the weight is not allowed to be discounted. The ghost will carry forty or fifty pounds of things to practice, but it is not enough for thirty pounds, and the person who oversees it is Qiandu, counting on him not to listen to Jing Er's orders, who will go through the back door. It's better to expect the sow to go up the tree, which is more reliable.

In order to show that the royal family is the same as the nobles, the great Jing Er Majesty also has to retreat to the Weishui River. Zhao Ji was absent from this important sacrificial event, and she really couldn't see anyone when she was pregnant. The excuse, of course, is that he is sick. And he's very sick and can't see people.

Early in the morning, Yun Yue squatted alone in the yard to shave ice, and Xia Ju's eyes widened and she didn't know what to do. The husband, who has always been too lazy to race sows, actually got up on the fourth watch today. Although it is the day of today's sacrifice to Weishui, there is no need to get up early. You need to walk a full twenty miles, and you have to rest to have energy.

The ice was shaved and seven pearls were placed on top. In the dawn of the sky, it exudes a colorful glow. It complements the white ice indescribably beautifully. Could it be that this is the gift that they want to sacrifice to the god of the Weishui River? Xia Ju's eyes widened and waited beside her. I don't understand what kind of moth my husband is.

Yun Yue's heart was full of resentment, wasn't it just to sacrifice to the river god of Weishui? As for letting all the Great Qin Xungui run dozens of miles to practice? It was also specified that horse-drawn carriages were not allowed. Horseback riding is not possible either. They are all pampered masters, and it is better to take their lives than to travel dozens of miles. Not to mention, the head of each house also has to carry a gift to the river god.

Gifts must be more than 30 pounds and there is no cap, and the weight is not allowed to be discounted. The ghost will carry forty or fifty pounds of things to practice, but it is not enough for thirty pounds, and the person who oversees it is a thousand degrees. Expect him not to listen to Jing Er's orders and give anyone a back door. It's better to expect the sow to go up the tree, which is more reliable.

In order to show that the royal family is the same as the nobles, the great Jing Er Majesty also has to retreat to the Weishui River. Zhao Ji was absent from this important sacrificial event, and she really couldn't see anyone when she was pregnant. The excuse, of course, is that he is sick. And he's very sick and can't see people.

Early in the morning, Yun Yue squatted alone in the yard to shave ice, and Xia Ju's eyes widened and she didn't know what to do. The husband, who has always been too lazy to race sows, actually got up on the fourth watch today. Although it is the day of today's sacrifice to Weishui, there is no need to get up early. You need to walk a full twenty miles, and you have to rest to have energy.

The ice was shaved and seven pearls were placed on top. In the dawn of the sky, it exudes a colorful glow. It complements the white ice indescribably beautifully. Could it be that this is the gift that they want to sacrifice to the god of the Weishui River? Xia Ju's eyes widened and she waited beside her, not understanding what her husband was doing.

Yun Yue's heart was full of resentment, wasn't it just to sacrifice to the river god of Weishui? As for letting all the Great Qin Xungui run dozens of miles to practice? It was also specified that carriages were not allowed to ride, nor were horses to ride. They are all pampered masters, and it is better to take their lives than to travel dozens of miles. Not to mention, the head of each house also has to carry a gift to the river god.

Gifts must be more than 30 pounds and there is no cap, and the weight is not allowed to be discounted. The ghost will carry forty or fifty pounds of things to practice, but it is not enough for thirty pounds, and the person who oversees it is Qiandu, counting on him not to listen to Jing Er's orders, who will go through the back door. It's better to expect the sow to go up the tree, which is more reliable.

In order to show that the royal family is the same as the nobles, the great Jing Er Majesty also has to retreat to the Weishui River. Zhao Ji was absent from this important sacrificial event, and she really couldn't see anyone when she was pregnant. Of course, the excuse is that he is sick, and he is very sick and can't see people.

Early in the morning, Yun Yue squatted alone in the yard to shave ice, and Xia Ju's eyes widened and she didn't know what to do. The husband, who has always been too lazy to race sows, actually got up on the fourth watch today. Although it is the day of today's sacrifice to Weishui, there is no need to get up early. You need to walk a full twenty miles, and you have to rest to have energy.

The ice was shaved and seven pearls were placed on top. In the dawn of the sky, it exudes a colorful glow. It complements the white ice indescribably beautifully. Could it be that this is the gift that they want to sacrifice to the god of the Weishui River? Xia Ju's eyes widened and she waited beside her, not understanding what her husband was doing.

Yun Yue's heart was full of resentment, wasn't it just to sacrifice to the river god of Weishui? As for letting all the Great Qin Xungui run dozens of miles to practice? It was also specified that carriages were not allowed to ride, nor were horses to ride. They are all pampered masters, and it is better to take their lives than to travel dozens of miles. Not to mention, the head of each house also has to carry a gift to the river god.

Gifts must be more than 30 pounds and there is no cap, and the weight is not allowed to be discounted. The ghost will carry forty or fifty pounds of things to practice, but it is not enough for thirty pounds, and the person who oversees it is Qiandu, counting on him not to listen to Jing Er's orders, who will go through the back door. It's better to expect the sow to go up the tree, which is more reliable.

In order to show that the royal family is the same as the nobles, the great Jing Er Majesty also has to retreat to the Weishui River. Zhao Ji was absent from this important sacrificial event, and she really couldn't see anyone when she was pregnant. Of course, the excuse is that he is sick, and he is very sick and can't see people.

Early in the morning, Yun Yue squatted alone in the yard to shave ice, and Xia Ju's eyes widened and she didn't know what to do. The husband, who has always been too lazy to race sows, actually got up on the fourth watch today. Although it is the day of today's sacrifice to Weishui, there is no need to get up early. You need to walk a full twenty miles, and you have to rest to have energy.

The ice was shaved and seven pearls were placed on top. In the dawn of the sky, it exudes a colorful glow. It complements the white ice indescribably beautifully. Could it be that this is the gift that they want to sacrifice to the god of the Weishui River? Xia Ju's eyes widened and she waited beside her, not understanding what her husband was doing.

Yun Yue's heart was full of resentment, wasn't it just to sacrifice to the river god of Weishui? As for letting all the Great Qin Xungui run dozens of miles to practice? It was also specified that carriages were not allowed to ride, nor were horses to ride. They are all pampered masters, and it is better to take their lives than to travel dozens of miles. Not to mention, the head of each house also has to carry a gift to the river god.

Gifts must be more than 30 pounds and there is no cap, and the weight is not allowed to be discounted. The ghost will carry forty or fifty pounds of things to practice, but it is not enough for thirty pounds, and the person who oversees it is Qiandu, counting on him not to listen to Jing Er's orders, who will go through the back door. It's better to expect the sow to go up the tree, which is more reliable.

In order to show that the royal family is the same as the nobles, the great Jing Er Majesty also has to retreat to the Weishui River. Zhao Ji was absent from this important sacrificial event, and she really couldn't see anyone when she was pregnant. Of course, the excuse is that he is sick, and he is very sick and can't see people.

Early in the morning, Yun Yue squatted alone in the yard to shave ice, and Xia Ju's eyes widened and she didn't know what to do. The husband, who has always been too lazy to race sows, actually got up on the fourth watch today. Although it is the day of today's sacrifice to Weishui, there is no need to get up early. You need to walk a full twenty miles, and you have to rest to have energy.

The ice was shaved and seven pearls were placed on top. In the dawn of the sky, it exudes a colorful glow. It complements the white ice indescribably beautifully. Could it be that this is the gift that they want to sacrifice to the god of the Weishui River? Xia Ju's eyes widened and she waited beside her, not understanding what her husband was doing.

Yun Yue's heart was full of resentment, wasn't it just to sacrifice to the river god of Weishui? As for letting all the Great Qin Xungui run dozens of miles to practice? It was also specified that carriages were not allowed (to be continued). )