But seventeen or eighteen years old, beautiful and beautiful.

He wore a butterfly blue satin robe, stepped on auspicious cloud soap boots, and his slender and white hands were pinched into orchid fingers, and his standing posture was particularly amazing.

With a smile in his eyebrows, he sang in the heavy rain:

"Dreaming back to the warbler, the chaotic years are all over; People set up a small courtyard and a deep courtyard, exhausted the smoke, and this spring is like last year. Xiaolai looks at the broken plum pass, and the makeup is ......"

Above the tall buildings.

A lone lamp illuminates the boudoir.

Zhao Wuyang lay on the cold ice coffin with attachment.

The blood-red Luo skirt dragged the ground, and the three thousand green silks were like waterfalls.

There has been no sunlight for many years, and the girl's skin is sickly pale, and her eyes are dark and deep.

The corners of her lips rose, and she gently wiped Xie Rongzhi's face through the transparent coffin lid, "Big brother, all the revenge has been avenged, Xie Rongjing has also obtained Su Jiu's heart, I have nothing to worry about in the world, and I will come to accompany you soon......"

The candles are half-falling, and the boudoir is quiet.

Her eyes were stupid, and her voice was extremely gentle: "Big brother, are you lonely in the underworld?" But waiting? I'm coming, I'm coming......"

The girl's wide sleeves brushed the candlestick.

The lone lamp fell to the ground, instantly igniting the fire oil all over the building!

The tongue of fire is strung with the girl's blood-red Luo skirt, blending the ultimate beauty, like a large area of blooming manzhu sawa.

Zhao Wuyang pushed open the lid of the coffin and hugged Xie Rongzhi's body without hesitation.

She frantically kissed every inch of the man's skin, "Big brother, I'm here...... I'm coming......"

Torrential rain poured down.

The handsome and beautiful young man walked off the stage and walked towards the firelight with a smile.

He pinched his throat and chanted:

“…… It turned out that the purple and red bloomed all over the place, and they all paid for the ruins of the broken well. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, whose courtyard is the pleasure? Flying in the morning and twilight, clouds and clouds, rain and wind, smoke and waves painting boats...... Jinping people look at this Shaoguang cheap! ”

The boy shook his water sleeves, laughed wildly and arrogantly, and stepped into the fire without hesitation!

Heavy rain overnight.

In the early morning, the streets are bustling with activity.

The little girl selling lotus flowers jumped across the bluestone street and glanced curiously at the man with the scar on his face.

He wore a bellflower blue embroidered silver brocade robe, and his handsome and fair face was particularly cold.

He tilted his head and stared earnestly at the stained window on the upper floor across the street.

The little girl who sold flowers stepped forward and said with a smile: "Childe, do you want to buy a flower?" The girls love tweed. ”

"Flowers?"

Xiao Tingchen thought about it and bought a flower from her.

He pinched the lotus flower, Xuan Yue's eyebrows locked slightly, and he was suddenly a little annoyed.

Su Xiaojiu doesn't want him anymore, who does he buy flowers for?!

When he was angry, he suddenly heard the sound of a window opening in the street.

He hurriedly looked up.

Su Jiu pushed out the window of the flower, and looked at each other.

The little girl did not hesitate and closed the window with a "bang".

Xiao Tingchen lowered his eyelids and was very sad.

After mourning for a while, he walked to the threshold of the half-day leisure, ignoring the pointing eyes of the people around him, and sat down cross-legged silently.

Upstairs in the bedroom, Su Jiu sat down in front of the dresser, his face was not very good-looking.

She slept all night, and her mood was a little more recovered, but who would have thought that when she opened the window in the morning, she saw Xiao Tingchen again.

Instantly ruined all her moods!

The girl suppressed the coldness in her heart, had some breakfast, and planned to open a business.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiao Tingchen guarding the threshold.

He got up, rare and awkward, "Su Xiaojiu, I ......"

Su Jiu didn't want to see him, and he didn't want to listen to him.

She was about to close the door when the man put one hand on the door and forced him to squeeze in.

Su Jiu was very angry, "I thought I had told you clearly last night, but I am also the fourth prince of the dynasty, Xiao Tingchen, can you have a face?" Xiao Tingchen, can I ask you to get out?! ”

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I suddenly felt that the singer Mrs. Zhao married was so strong in genes, her son Zhao Shen was a fortune-telling expert in paper-cutting, Yuan Min was a singing expert, and her daughter Zhao Wuyang was very smart... And the Zhao family is very affectionate