"Ah, why is Childe soaked?"

"I don't have the strength to see it. Why don't you hurry up and get a hot handkerchief to wipe your child's face. ”

"Tell the kitchen to cook ginger soup, be quick!"

Chen Jing walked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in despair, although he had an umbrella in his hand, he was still soaked, his clothes hung down heavily, and the young man's spirit seemed to be drenched by the heavy rain, cold and embarrassed.

The little servant took the umbrella in his hand, and before he could walk into his yard, someone had already brought him a hot handkerchief to wipe his face.

Just a glance of his peripheral vision, he saw a row of moonlit flowers alone in the courtyard under the wind and rain.

The flowers that were born not so long ago are now withered buds.

And the leaves were also broken off by the rain, and those flowers that he had to water and loosen the soil himself every day, did not dare to miss them at all, but just wanted to fill the flowers in front of her, and now they were depressed in the wind and rain, as if shrouded in a layer of shadows that could not be dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly walked in front of the flower, and the attendant who gave him an umbrella hurriedly followed,

"Childe, now let's hurry back to the yard, it's raining, you have to change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get cold."

Chen Jing squatted down regardless of it and blocked the umbrella on the flowers.

"Bring the umbrella!"

The attendant hurriedly took several umbrellas, and Chen Jing actually opened those umbrellas one by one and blocked them on the flowers.

"Childe, it's the minions who have missed it."

"I forgot to bring your favorite flower into the house."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"What are you still doing? Come and help! ”

The people rushed up to move the moon under the umbrella, Chen Jing watched everyone run in the rain, and those who were beaten by the rain were sent into the flower pavilion by a basin.

"Ah, why is Childe soaked?"

"I don't have the strength to see it. Why don't you hurry up and get a hot handkerchief to wipe your child's face. ”

"Tell the kitchen to cook ginger soup, be quick!"

Chen Jing walked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in despair, although he had an umbrella in his hand, he was still soaked, his clothes hung down heavily, and the young man's spirit seemed to be drenched by the heavy rain, cold and embarrassed.

The little servant took the umbrella in his hand, and before he could walk into his yard, someone had already brought him a hot handkerchief to wipe his face.

Just a glance of his peripheral vision, he saw a row of moonlit flowers alone in the courtyard under the wind and rain.

The flowers that were born not so long ago are now withered buds.

And the leaves were also broken off by the rain, and those flowers that he had to water and loosen the soil himself every day, did not dare to miss them at all, but just wanted to fill the flowers in front of her, and now they were depressed in the wind and rain, as if shrouded in a layer of shadows that could not be dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly walked in front of the flower, and the attendant who gave him an umbrella hurriedly followed,

"Childe, now let's hurry back to the yard, it's raining, you have to change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get cold."

Chen Jing squatted down regardless of it and blocked the umbrella on the flowers.

"Bring the umbrella!"

The attendant hurriedly took several umbrellas, and Chen Jing actually opened those umbrellas one by one and blocked them on the flowers.

"Childe, it's the minions who have missed it."

"I forgot to bring your favorite flower into the house."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"What are you still doing? Come and help! ”

The people rushed up to move the moon under the umbrella, Chen Jing watched everyone run in the rain, and those who were beaten by the rain were sent into the flower pavilion by a basin.

"Ah, why is Childe soaked?"

"I don't have the strength to see it. Why don't you hurry up and get a hot handkerchief to wipe your child's face. ”

"Tell the kitchen to cook ginger soup, be quick!"

Chen Jing walked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in despair, although he had an umbrella in his hand, he was still soaked, his clothes hung down heavily, and the young man's spirit seemed to be drenched by the heavy rain, cold and embarrassed.

The little servant took the umbrella in his hand, and before he could walk into his yard, someone had already brought him a hot handkerchief to wipe his face.

Just a glance of his peripheral vision, he saw a row of moonlit flowers alone in the courtyard under the wind and rain.

The flowers that were born not so long ago are now withered buds.

And the leaves were also broken off by the rain, and those flowers that he had to water and loosen the soil himself every day, did not dare to miss them at all, but just wanted to fill the flowers in front of her, and now they were depressed in the wind and rain, as if shrouded in a layer of shadows that could not be dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly walked in front of the flower, and the attendant who gave him an umbrella hurriedly followed,

"Childe, now let's hurry back to the yard, it's raining, you have to change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get cold."

Chen Jing squatted down regardless of it and blocked the umbrella on the flowers.

"Bring the umbrella!"

The attendant hurriedly took several umbrellas, and Chen Jing actually opened those umbrellas one by one and blocked them on the flowers.

"Childe, it's the minions who have missed it."

"I forgot to bring your favorite flower into the house."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"What are you still doing? Come and help! ”

The people rushed up to move the moon under the umbrella, Chen Jing watched everyone run in the rain, and those who were beaten by the rain were sent into the flower pavilion by a basin.

"Ah, why is Childe soaked?"

"I don't have the strength to see it. Why don't you hurry up and get a hot handkerchief to wipe your child's face. ”

"Tell the kitchen to cook ginger soup, be quick!"

Chen Jing walked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in despair, although he had an umbrella in his hand, he was still soaked, his clothes hung down heavily, and the young man's spirit seemed to be drenched by the heavy rain, cold and embarrassed.

The little servant took the umbrella in his hand, and before he could walk into his yard, someone had already brought him a hot handkerchief to wipe his face.

Just a glance of his peripheral vision, he saw a row of moonlit flowers alone in the courtyard under the wind and rain.

The flowers that were born not so long ago are now withered buds.

And the leaves were also broken off by the rain, and those flowers that he had to water and loosen the soil himself every day, did not dare to miss them at all, but just wanted to fill the flowers in front of her, and now they were depressed in the wind and rain, as if shrouded in a layer of shadows that could not be dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly walked in front of the flower, and the attendant who gave him an umbrella hurriedly followed,

"Childe, now let's hurry back to the yard, it's raining, you have to change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get cold."

Chen Jing squatted down regardless of it and blocked the umbrella on the flowers.

"Bring the umbrella!"

The attendant hurriedly took several umbrellas, and Chen Jing actually opened those umbrellas one by one and blocked them on the flowers.

"Childe, it's the minions who have missed it."

"I forgot to bring your favorite flower into the house."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"What are you still doing? Come and help! ”

The people rushed up to move the moon under the umbrella, Chen Jing watched everyone run in the rain, and those who were beaten by the rain were sent into the flower pavilion by a basin.

"Ah, why is Childe soaked?"

"I don't have the strength to see it. Why don't you hurry up and get a hot handkerchief to wipe your child's face. ”

"Tell the kitchen to cook ginger soup, be quick!"

Chen Jing walked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in despair, although he had an umbrella in his hand, he was still soaked, his clothes hung down heavily, and the young man's spirit seemed to be drenched by the heavy rain, cold and embarrassed.

The little servant took the umbrella in his hand, and before he could walk into his yard, someone had already brought him a hot handkerchief to wipe his face.

Just a glance of his peripheral vision, he saw a row of moonlit flowers alone in the courtyard under the wind and rain.

The flowers that were born not so long ago are now withered buds.

And the leaves were also broken off by the rain, and those flowers that he had to water and loosen the soil himself every day, did not dare to miss them at all, but just wanted to fill the flowers in front of her, and now they were depressed in the wind and rain, as if shrouded in a layer of shadows that could not be dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly walked in front of the flower, and the attendant who gave him an umbrella hurriedly followed,

"Childe, now let's hurry back to the yard, it's raining, you have to change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get cold."

Chen Jing squatted down regardless of it and blocked the umbrella on the flowers.

"Bring the umbrella!"

The attendant hurriedly took several umbrellas, and Chen Jing actually opened those umbrellas one by one and blocked them on the flowers.

"Childe, it's the minions who have missed it."

"I forgot to bring your favorite flower into the house."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"What are you still doing? Come and help! ”

The people rushed up to move the moon under the umbrella, Chen Jing watched everyone run in the rain, and those who were beaten by the rain were sent into the flower pavilion by a basin.

"Ah, why is Childe soaked?"

"I don't have the strength to see it. Why don't you hurry up and get a hot handkerchief to wipe your child's face. ”

"Tell the kitchen to cook ginger soup, be quick!"

Chen Jing walked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in despair, although he had an umbrella in his hand, he was still soaked, his clothes hung down heavily, and the young man's spirit seemed to be drenched by the heavy rain, cold and embarrassed.

The little servant took the umbrella in his hand, and before he could walk into his yard, someone had already brought him a hot handkerchief to wipe his face.

Just a glance of his peripheral vision, he saw a row of moonlit flowers alone in the courtyard under the wind and rain.

The flowers that were born not so long ago are now withered buds.

And the leaves were also broken off by the rain, and those flowers that he had to water and loosen the soil himself every day, did not dare to miss them at all, but just wanted to fill the flowers in front of her, and now they were depressed in the wind and rain, as if shrouded in a layer of shadows that could not be dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly walked in front of the flower, and the attendant who gave him an umbrella hurriedly followed,

"Childe, now let's hurry back to the yard, it's raining, you have to change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get cold."

Chen Jing squatted down regardless of it and blocked the umbrella on the flowers.

"Bring the umbrella!"

The attendant hurriedly took several umbrellas, and Chen Jing actually opened those umbrellas one by one and blocked them on the flowers.

"Childe, it's the minions who have missed it."

"I forgot to bring your favorite flower into the house."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"What are you still doing? Come and help! ”

The people rushed up to move the moon under the umbrella, Chen Jing watched everyone run in the rain, and those who were beaten by the rain were sent into the flower pavilion by a basin.

"Ah, why is Childe soaked?"

"I don't have the strength to see it. Why don't you hurry up and get a hot handkerchief to wipe your child's face. ”

"Tell the kitchen to cook ginger soup, be quick!"

Chen Jing walked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in despair, although he had an umbrella in his hand, he was still soaked, his clothes hung down heavily, and the young man's spirit seemed to be drenched by the heavy rain, cold and embarrassed.

The little servant took the umbrella in his hand, and before he could walk into his yard, someone had already brought him a hot handkerchief to wipe his face.

Just a glance of his peripheral vision, he saw a row of moonlit flowers alone in the courtyard under the wind and rain.

The flowers that were born not so long ago are now withered buds.

And the leaves were also broken off by the rain, and those flowers that he had to water and loosen the soil himself every day, did not dare to miss them at all, but just wanted to fill the flowers in front of her, and now they were depressed in the wind and rain, as if shrouded in a layer of shadows that could not be dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly walked in front of the flower, and the attendant who gave him an umbrella hurriedly followed,

"Childe, now let's hurry back to the yard, it's raining, you have to change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get cold."

Chen Jing squatted down regardless of it and blocked the umbrella on the flowers.

"Bring the umbrella!"

The attendant hurriedly took several umbrellas, and Chen Jing actually opened those umbrellas one by one and blocked them on the flowers.

"Childe, it's the minions who have missed it."

"I forgot to bring your favorite flower into the house."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"What are you still doing? Come and help! ”

The people rushed up to move the moon under the umbrella, Chen Jing watched everyone run in the rain, and those who were beaten by the rain were sent into the flower pavilion by a basin.

"Ah, why is Childe soaked?"

"I don't have the strength to see it. Why don't you hurry up and get a hot handkerchief to wipe your child's face. ”

"Tell the kitchen to cook ginger soup, be quick!"

Chen Jing walked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion in despair, although he had an umbrella in his hand, he was still soaked, his clothes hung down heavily, and the young man's spirit seemed to be drenched by the heavy rain, cold and embarrassed.

The little servant took the umbrella in his hand, and before he could walk into his yard, someone had already brought him a hot handkerchief to wipe his face.

Just a glance of his peripheral vision, he saw a row of moonlit flowers alone in the courtyard under the wind and rain.

The flowers that were born not so long ago are now withered buds.

And the leaves were also broken off by the rain, and those flowers that he had to water and loosen the soil himself every day, did not dare to miss them at all, but just wanted to fill the flowers in front of her, and now they were depressed in the wind and rain, as if shrouded in a layer of shadows that could not be dispersed.

Chen Jing hurriedly walked in front of the flower, and the attendant who gave him an umbrella hurriedly followed,

"Childe, now let's hurry back to the yard, it's raining, you have to change your clothes quickly, otherwise you will get cold."

Chen Jing squatted down regardless of it and blocked the umbrella on the flowers.

"Bring the umbrella!"

The attendant hurriedly took several umbrellas, and Chen Jing actually opened those umbrellas one by one and blocked them on the flowers.

"Childe, it's the minions who have missed it."