The Thirteenth Master shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "I won't lose everything, so how can I protect you." ”

Yi Jin chuckled and said lightly: "I received the intention of the Thirteenth Master, but unfortunately for me, you are not him after all." ”

"I don't mind if you treat me but as him. One day, the person in your heart will be me and not him. I don't believe you don't feel anything when you look at me. He moved his legs to get out of bed, stood in front of her, and told her.

He has always been chic, but because he was afraid of her and was afraid of making her embarrassed, he should have told her his mind before returning to the palace. will not be crazy every night, and will not watch her being sent by the royal brother to his place to be suspicious of him.

He will protect her thoroughly, since the imperial brother is suspicious, why doesn't he show his heart in front of the imperial brother and say that he also likes her.

"The Thirteenth Master overestimated himself. I've always thought of you as him. "You can take this step forward, if the two of them love each other, where is Yuan'er.

What's more, she still regards the Thirteenth Master as Jiacheng more after all, and she still can't let go after all.

The Thirteenth Master's face was a little pale, perhaps because he couldn't accept such a fact.

Yijin packed the medicine box, she still didn't have the courage to break the kettle, and the person who couldn't leave it was destined to embarrass herself for the rest of her life.

Just as she was packing up and about to leave, suddenly a voice on the other side of the bed slowly rose: "Even so, I admit it." "The words are correct and round, and they will never change.

Yi Jin's eyes turned, his face was stiff with the original smiling expression, he was so wronged by himself, the soles of his feet were soft and slowly left: "Maybe this life is destined to owe you." ”

"It's good to owe, it's good to pay it back, no matter what, you and I finally have a connection."

Yi Jin lightly locked his eyebrows and glanced at the Thirteenth Master, and smiled: "I'll come back tomorrow." ”

The thirteenth master patted his thigh and knew that she was going to leave the mansion and said softly: "Go out and come back early." Or I'm more at ease with someone out. ”

Yi Jin replied, if nothing else, she would have come back earlier.

Several eyeliners sent by the emperor at the door looked at each other, and one of them nodded and looked at the next few of them, and turned to leave.

Zhao Jia's hand has been on his chest, the prince treats himself well, if she really likes it, she will acquiesce. It's just that the price to get her is a little bigger. After all, it was the emperor's person, and it was the concubine in the palace, would the emperor agree.

*

Rong Ruo's mansion has long been empty, and only one servant is taking care of it, and Rong Ruo's father will not do his duty in Beijing when he sees that his son is not there.

When she went to knock on the door, the minion was shocked, after all, the door hadn't been knocked on in two or three years.

"I'll see for myself, you go out and wait." She said to the minion, turning and leaning into Yu Yan and Rong Ruo's room.

The room was full of poems spread across the four walls, gently swaying in the wind, and she couldn't help but feel a sour nose when she saw it.

He is a peerless talent, and he turns all his thoughts into the most poignant language for eternity.

Now he was wrong at the time, and his heart was miserable. Red tears are secretly drooping, and his eyes are full of spring breeze. Knowing this, there was no plan later, and he forced the happy period. A farewell, falling pear blossoms and the west.

She read one of them with tears in her eyes, choked up, and clenched her fists.

When I don't see it, I don't hate, but when I see it, I want to take Song Changyue's corpse to pieces, and I don't understand my hatred.

Throwing up his sleeves and crying, he turned around and walked towards Yu Yan's makeup drawer, touched the jade comb, rouge, and red burning, recalling that one of them was talking and laughing in front of the dressing table, and the other was a thrush.