"The husband will find out what happened, Bai'er has been missing in the palace for many days, and now she has become the humble sixth aunt of Murong Mansion, and she is also having an affair with the little girl, Mrs. will not simply think that this matter is done by Murong Mansion. Not to mention that Murong Qian has no grievances or hatred with his husband, but he has some grievances, at this time he is already too busy to take care of himself, where will he still think of provoking us. He has always warned himself not to get involved in the battle of the princes for the heir, but his wife and daughter, two close relatives, are eyeing the position of the crown princess, too greedy, and it will inevitably cause disaster.

The woman's eyes were hazy with tears, Jinpa wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, choked and whispered, "Husband, Bai'er looks at us like strangers, could it be that Bai'er has suffered a poisonous hand, someone deliberately wants to create a conflict between us and the Queen Mother, or we misconfessed." ”

"Things in the world are unpredictable, although two people who look so similar are rare, they are not absolutely nothing, I will investigate this matter carefully, you don't go to Murong Mansion for the time being, so as not to be self-defeating." After Shangguan finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left.

The woman's vague sneer, gentleness no longer exists, hideous bloodthirsty, looking up at the inky sky, "Come on, call Ah Fu." ”

Outside the valley, the yin wind blew, rolling up the fine sand, and the second lady looked at Shangguan's eyes, coldly revealing the firmness that she would never admit defeat, and stood in front of him with iron-like confidence. For a moment, it was as if we had returned to the first time we had seen each other. It's been a long time, but it's still as clear as yesterday.

"Ciel, I'm ....." Shangguan wanted to speak and stopped, the second lady's dress faced the wind and sand at dusk, wrapped around her body, revealing her beautiful curves, "General Shangguan, the concubine is here as promised, please say something directly, as for the concubine's name, only the concubine's husband can call it, and the general has overpassed." The cold voice was bumped by the wind and sand, undulating and euphemistic.

"I want to ask about the origin of the sixth aunt in the house?"

"The sixth aunt was indeed bought from Ya Po, and the maids in the house all came from this, our Murong Mansion family has a big business, but we don't like to use the family to have children, so there are many whispers in the clan, and the old lady's decision, I am afraid that no one dares to refute it in Murong Mansion. The matter of the sixth aunt, the concubine is 1510 and the old lady has returned, if the Shangguan general has anything unclear, you can go to the house to learn more about it. The sun is about to set, and the concubine cannot stay long. ”

"I'm sorry." The stalk bone was like a throat, Shangguan's body was soft and kneeling on the ground, and after more than ten years, he finally said the words that were pressed in his heart.

The second lady tried her best to hold back, and the tears rolled in her eyes several times but could not fall, "General Shangguan is serious, I am a concubine of Murong Mansion, how can I afford such a big gift from you." ”

Cui'er stepped forward angrily, "What Miss has done for you, you can't know in your life, you are an ungrateful person, that woman is your savior, isn't Miss?" ...... year"

"Cui'er, I'm a little cold, prepare the car and go home."

The master and servant left in a hurry, Shangguan drooped his head and didn't speak for a long time, and the personal guard whispered a few words close to him.

Shangguan's face darkened, "Her fox tail is finally revealed, stare at her, don't touch her yet." ”

Beiyuan Void Snow Mountain, perennial ice and snow do not melt, unclimbable, cold ice into the bone. The area is particularly broad, and thousands of people are gone, and at a glance, the white is boundless. The north wind is groaning, the rain and snow are flying, and the sky is like pear blossoms blooming all over the sky. During Qing'er's running, her red robe was as gorgeous as a delicate rose in the sky.

Waving the branches in his hand, a few lines of poetry on the snow destroyed the original elegant silence, Qing'er's pen stroke is like a loose horse flying into the air and disappearing, and like a dragon flying in the sky, it comes from nothing, and returns to the empty frame. Beautiful but not arrogant, flashy but not beautiful. The clouds are ethereal and vigorous, seemingly vertical and horizontal, but in fact, the charm is deep.

Her feet slipped and her body tilted out, she closed her eyes in a panic, but fell into a warm embrace, "Be careful, it's really not reserved at all when you are naughty." "Reading.com

Qing'er's face was ruddy and smiling. King Jin has to endure and suppress every time he moves, and the little woman in his arms is worth his wait, "Lady, Mo Zhuoche sent a message to Chenxi Tower, and checked it for her husband, but there is a solution to the infatuation Gu, but it involves the secrets of Miao Jiang, and it can't be found for a while, it seems that Lao Qi is going to give up his obsession, if Mu Qing can fly with Lao Qi, it will be a good conversation." ”

Mo Zhuoche has known his life experience since he was sensible, and he is burdened with the hatred of extermination, he seems to be young and old, and he is even more repulsive to the emotions of others, even if he is well-intentioned, he still coldly refuses. Only Qing'er, he was moved and overjoyed, over the years, no matter how difficult and troublesome things he encountered, as long as he thought of Qing'er, he always held hope in his heart.

"There is an arrangement in the dark, just like me, I came here inexplicably, Mu Qing is another soul, but it is also Mo Zhuoche's dedication in his heart for so many years, God is like this, what should be given to you has been prepared early, what should not be given to you, and it may not be available in his life." Qing'er's gentle words, red lips lightly opened, every word made King Jin happy, they are husband and wife, no matter what hardships they encounter in the future, they will be fearless.

The joyful atmosphere even rendered the air around her, and the place that was originally frozen three feet was dyed with warmth, and King Jin hugged her tighter, "Lady, when the Gu poison of infatuation Gu is resolved, we will go back to our home, okay?" ”

"Well, I just want to live simply. Now that you are in good health, it is difficult to guarantee that the ministers will not beat your idea, and if the girl who is like a flower and jade wants to put it up, what should you do? "Qing'er speaks sourly, the King of Jin is the prince of Yan, graceful, majestic, the broken body is not there, the dignified prince, three wives and four concubines are commonplace.

Mo Zhuoche's handsome face like a Greek statue was tense, although there was no displeasure between his eyebrows, the temperature around him seemed to drop a few degrees rhythmically, "Lady, my husband has long made it clear that you are alone in this life, what do the rest of the women have to do with me, my husband will definitely not let you be wronged at all." At the beginning of the marriage, it was not good to do a good job for the husband, and we all threw away the previous ones and stopped thinking about it. We still have a lot of time, we are husband and wife, and when we have children, the flowers and the moon will be in the fields, and the family will be happy together. ”

"We naturally want to live well, I'm just a little worried about Mu Qing, these days together, we really fell in love. In all fairness, your concubine is aggressive, and he bears the blood of their people. Can he really let go? In the past few years, the ghosts of the War King's Mansion have cried wolves, and if he wants to live such a comfortable life with Mu Qing, it will be difficult. He took great pains to arrange these things, not so that one day he could regain what he had lost, so that those who had murdered him could taste the pain of being Ling Chi and whipped. ”

Since ancient times, the battle for the storage position has been piled up with white bones, and war is inevitable, and the common people will live in dire straits, and they will be miserable. Although Qing'er has not witnessed the devastation after the war, she can also imagine the tragic scene of the people who have been devastated by the war, displaced, without clothes and food.

King Jin is cold and domineering, but he doesn't have much interest in the throne, and everything can be looked indifferent. The war king is different, he has been thinking about it for many years, and he faked his death three years ago, if it weren't for the bigger conspiracy brewing, why would he be so tired of running for his life.

The star-like eyes opened little by little, and the full fingertips gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the eyes. He got up lazily, a seductive smile bloomed between his lips, and a slight breath spread around her neck, making Qing'er's body slightly stunned.

Her little face was furrowed, and she stuck out her tongue at him, a subtle movement that was fleeting.

The corners of his cold lips flashed a faint smile fleetingly, and his deep and wise eyes flashed with a strange ghostly light. A deep voice slowly vibrated in her ears, like a bass string, and the sound waves shook into her chest, "Don't leave me, in this life, or in the next." ”

The palatial Sining Palace is no longer noisy in the past, and the prince will rush to the south with a large team of people in two days, when the epidemic is still raging. If the court wants to stabilize the hearts of the people, it is inevitable to throw out a prince, the queen mother is frowning, and the prince's current situation is becoming more and more embarrassing, although the emperor values filial piety and will not do anything to her, but the prince is a courtier, a son, and no one dares to question the emperor's punishment for the prince. The queen is quite peaceful, otherwise I really don't know how the emperor will deal with the prince, the most ruthless emperor's family. The epidemic in the south was dangerous, but it was a turning point, and if the prince lived up to expectations and controlled the epidemic, it would also be a credit.

The queen mother is tossing and turning, the prince is not in the palace, the king of Jin does not care about the affairs of the court, and the most powerful person at present is undoubtedly the king of Li, the child she looked down on the most at the beginning, but now he has really grown up, and it has reached the point where it cannot be underestimated. She let out a long breath, maybe she was really old and a little powerless.

"Imperial grandmother, grandson heard that Nan Shengguo wants to marry with our country, and there is no princess of the right age in the palace." Since the end of the wedding banquet that day, the prince vaguely felt that his father's attitude towards him had changed sharply, if it were not for the help of the Eagle King, the queen mother would rely on the old and sell the old, and the East Palace would have changed hands. Years of hard work will be in vain, and everything will be ruined. How can he not hate, resent, or repent?

"The mourning family is making trouble for this matter, if this matter can be promoted, and Nan Shengguo can help you, presumably the country of Mexico can also be more stable." Mo Zhuoche became the son-in-law of the northern kingdom, the nine princes and the seventh princess are sisters and brothers, the nine princes of the northern kingdom ascended the throne, and they must protect the king of war, but the scene is very tricky, the queen mother has controlled the harem for many years, and the biological mother of the king of war hates it to the core, and will never give up such a good opportunity.