"Brother Huang told me to take a look. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. ”

The fourth master laughed: "Look at this little girl, I asked her to write a poem, I thought she would write a poem obediently." You see, it's just eight words, two sentences, one meaning. Tell me, she looks like she is a quiet person, but what she does is straightforward and cute. ”

The fourth master complained for a long time, but he still couldn't help but praise her.

The Thirteenth Master had to shake his head speechlessly now, it didn't matter whether he saw these eight characters or not.

It's the fourth master, who didn't show it to others before, but now he wants the thirteenth master to come over and share it together.

One hand touched his chin thoughtfully, and asked the thirteenth master who frowned.

"You say, if it were you, what would you answer?"

The thirteenth master smiled: "Why did you stump the imperial brother in just eight words." This is just a knot that ordinary women should have, not to mention that the royal brother has made a lot of trees in this aspect than his brother, why did he ask his brother to come. Baidu search literature network, more good free reading. ”

The fourth master saw that the thirteenth brother was joking, so he had to wait for dinner to go to her place and interrogate him carefully.

Flicked his sleeves and said: "Play chess, play chess." Calling you here can't make you feel no pressure at all, remember that if you lose, you will obediently claim that big thing."

The Thirteenth Master laughed loudly.

Pointing to the Zhu Yu chessboard, playing chess, playing chess.

In other words, after Concubine Qian left, Jade was not happy with the ice silk brocade, and the child's belly pocket material was not good or not, but to keep warm, after all, the day of the little master's birth was in October.

In autumn, the weather has cooled, and this fabric is not suitable.

It's good to know this, the little master ordered her to clean it up, and she didn't dare to slack off.

"Yuzhu, get some jujube cake." Yijin is in a good mood today, and I always feel a little nonsensical, and I have a little eyebrows.

Yuzhu jumped into the inner room, looked at the little master who didn't like sweets, and said bluntly: "Is the little concubine Chun coming?"

"No, I'm just greedy." She smiled, remembering that the ginseng chicken and deer antler Sanzhen soup that Chun'er sent last time had a lot of curative effects on her, and she should make a snack.

He looked up and said to Yuzhu: "You do more and send it to Yanxi Palace." Both of them love to eat. ”

I thought of Yanxi Palace and had a lot of things on my mind.

Her belly is getting bigger, and she is no longer suitable to serve the emperor, her brows are frowning slightly, and she secretly makes a decision in her heart.

The moonlight is intertwined with the galaxy, and it is always intangible.

She touched her slightly bulging lower abdomen, how nice it would be if he was just a son.

With only one heart, the white head is inseparable, she doesn't have to care about anyone's feelings, and she won't hear the sadness of the red candle when it reaches dawn.

There won't be Honoka coming early to remind you.

pity

can't change her fate, she is a little woman in the harem, a woman facing embattled and turbulent undercurrents.

Loved, reluctant.

I don't love it, I can't help it.

Whoever calls her husband the king of the earth.

Inside the temple, there are bright candles.

"What are you thinking, you're in a daze again." The fourth master himself took the Yijin standing in front of the window into his arms.

Yijin turned his head sideways and pressed his side face with a hint of spring night chill on the warm cheeks of the fourth master.

Quietly leaning against his chest in her arms.

Smelling the fragrance of crape myrtle flowers in the courtyard, it is faintly mixed with the masculinity of man's charm.

The fourth master was overjoyed by her silence, and her deep and charming voice sounded in her ears. Hooking.

"Do you want to die" The man's deep voice sounded, Yi Jin responded with a response, and the voices of the two disappeared into the fiddling spring night.

"I love the eight words you gave me."

"The concubine is just a casual thank you, the emperor doesn't have to take it too seriously."