Lu Chengyu handed the gift box to Leng Mingyue, and his voice had a little more warmth: "This is what my mother asked me to give you." ”

The rumors that spread in the imperial capital overnight did not believe it.

The vicious and treacherous Leng Mingyue can't save Lu Chengyu without cultivation, there must be a problem in the middle.

The wife of the right prime minister also guessed that Leng Mingyue was having a bad day, so she sent her own son to support Leng Mingyue and express her gratitude by the way.

Leng Mingyue looked at the gift box that was suddenly handed over, and she didn't react a little.

Jiang Caiwei and Leng Huayan's faces were embarrassed, especially Jiang Caiwei.

There was disdain in her eyes, Lu Chengyu was smart, she knew that she wanted to indulge in it and curry favor with Leng Mingyue to stimulate her?

"The third prince of Song has arrived with a flowing dark flower Ruyi skirt!"

Song Santian farted and handed the gift box to Leng Mingyue: "Miss Tang, this is a special skirt made by the tailor of the Qingguo Palace, if it doesn't fit, I'll find someone to change it for you." ”

Leng Huayan hurriedly saluted: "Huayan greets the third prince of Song." ”

She finally saw this man, and if she took him, she would be the third princess of Song!

Song Santian clasped his hands around his chest and said strangely: "What are you worshipping, it's not your share to worship." ”

Leng Huayan's saluting action froze.

"Shen Tiangang old prince, Shen Zichen little prince, bring the Tianhu crescent moon earrings here!"

The big living treasure took the little living treasure and handed the gift box to Leng Mingyue: "Miss Leng, this Tianhu crescent moon earring is made by this king's life weapon saint, and it's okay if you don't like to lose it." ”

When the old prince arrived, everyone saluted, Leng Huayan moved carefully, and made the longest salute to attract attention.

"Lame leg?" Old Prince Shen said lightly: "If you don't know how to salute, just stand aside, and look at the bright moon in front of this king." ”

Leng Huayan's heart trembled, her face was stupid, and she stood aside, wanting to tear the silk in her hand.

Why?

Obviously she is the eldest lady, Lu Chengyu, the third prince of Song, and the old prince Shen's family all gave gifts to Leng Mingyue?

Just look down on her like that?

But that's enough, right?

Several big names that Leng Mingyue can know are present, how else can she be beautiful?

"Holy Temple, the Holy Son's cronies are here with nine boxes of gifts!"

Everyone immediately turned their heads and looked at the door, and saw the diminutive Rifle holding a list taller than himself, and read:

"The best green jade phoenix hairpin, the thousand ice silkworm brocade feather long skirt, the colorful cloud crystal exquisite earrings, the core of the nine-star beast...... Forget it, it's too long to read, the point is this! ”

Rifle carried a rusty iron cage with dry straw at the bottom, and it was full of thirteen chickens and a few chicken feathers and eggs.

The stinky smell made Laifu pinch his nose: "Take these thirteen chickens, and give them all to His Highness's little liar." ”

Because of pinching their noses, everyone didn't hear what the second half of the sentence said, Leng Mingyue understood.

Leng Mingyue also recognized this iron cage, it was a mobile chicken coop in her backyard.

"This ...... Is it all for me?! ”

Leng Huayan exploded with joy, the Holy Temple sent someone to the Leng family to give a gift, in addition to giving her this eldest lady, who else could she give it to?

This is definitely the unique honor of Yan Kingdom, is it ...... Did he fall into the eyes of the Son?

"For you?" Laifu put down the chicken coop, handed the long list to Leng Mingyue, and mocked Leng Huayan by the way: "Wash and sleep, there is everything in your dreams." ”

After that, Laifu was on tiptoe and disappeared in the cold house.

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A few managers asked me to ask for recommendation votes in the group, and I was worried about PK, so I'll interject a digression.

After thinking about it, I won't ask for recommended votes, I know how many pounds and taels I have, and if I don't write well, I shouldn't have a recommendation vote increase.

Readers are praising me, and I thank you for your efforts for PK, and thank you for comforting.

The first PK, because the gods are very powerful, the group pet can only be a little back.

The second PK, the great god is on the shelves, and the group pet has a faint chance to enter the top three, but it is still difficult.

PK failed to put on the shelf, normal process, I looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer at this time, 1.53 in the morning.

At this point, I was unexpectedly very sober, and I also unexpectedly thought about it.

I don't want to be trapped by data, so I can't eat or sleep well, and I can't write well.

As a fantasy, the group pet is wild and difficult, how to insert the Buddhist heroine in the upgrade text to achieve dark coolness, etc., what is the ratio of dark cool and bright cool, etc., how to go better and more innovative in the plot, etc., I think about it every day.

I felt like I was really awesome for a while, and I felt cold without me for a while, and I thought about it seriously when I wrote an article, and then changed it if something was wrong, changed it repeatedly, and repeatedly discussed it with my peers.

I clearly know that my strength is limited, and I also know that there are many shortcomings of the group pet, and the group pet can go wherever it goes, even if it goes.

I don't want to be extravagant, because I want to put more energy into writing.

Maybe I can't keep new readers, but I have to keep old readers, worthy of everyone who has followed me until now.

That's what I think.

Tomorrow at 0:00, the fifth company will not be scattered.