"Master。。。。。。 That's almost ripe. Qianhua looked at Midnight with some embarrassment. Before that matures, the master must get there, or the consequences will be unimaginable.

But the master's thoughts on the Nine Emperor Uncles can't be seen by outsiders, maybe even she can't see it, but which of these people who are close to her don't understand?

Midnight was silent.

After a long time, he looked out the window, and there were too many things in his eyes that Qianhua didn't understand.

Just when Qianhua thought that he would not open his mouth and was about to leave, Midnight's voice suddenly sounded in a low voice: "How long is it?" ”

"Half a year." So you'll have to go in a month at most.

There was silence for a long time, but Qianhua knew that he had listened, and at the same time, he also knew that he needed to be quiet at this time.

When Qianhua was about to leave the courtyard, an ethereal voice suddenly came from the room: "Get ready." ”

Qianhua's whole body was stunned, and he was almost discovered by Han Er without paying attention, but fortunately he reacted in time and flashed into a corner.

Turning his head to look at the room that was still shining with light, Qianhua's eyes were full of distress and unbearable.

Get ready!

These three words sound like just three very simple words, but who knows what kind of pain these three words have to bear when these three words come out of the master's mouth!

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After a few days of calming his heart, Han Er finally did not escape the fate of collapse.

Looking at the figure in front of him with steady steps, and then looking at the environment here, Hanji can already imagine his fate after he returns.

A woman in her early thirties, dressed like a noblewoman and with a demonic aura, had just come out of a room. When she turned her head and saw the middle of the night, she was stunned at first, and then greeted her with 120,000 enthusiasm.

"Ouch, the nineteenth master of the slave family, if you don't come again, Slender will really die of sadness."

"Hua Niang, isn't this coming? What about delicate? As soon as the midnight fan arrived, he resisted the action of the flower girl to hug him, and looked at the staircase leading to the third floor with burning eyes.

Hua Niang showed a look that I understand, and whispered mysteriously: "Nineteenth master, the slave family knows that you are protecting the delicate." But the delicate boy is a dead eye, thinking you 。。。。。。 Cough~~ [Sigh], how did the slave family persuade her, she still washed her face with tears all day long, the slave family saw it, this is called a pain in her heart. ”

The urgency on Midnight's face flashed, and he bypassed Hua Niang and walked towards the third floor.

Hua Niang's eyes were called a smugness, although the nineteenth master had been hiding his care for delicacy just now, he didn't hide it from her eyes. She said, the person she trained single-handedly, no matter how high the status of the nineteenth master is, he will be just a hairy boy after all, how can he escape?

Midnight, I walked a lot faster to a door on the third floor, pushed open the door, and there was a faint sound of low sobs inside.

The face was distressed, and Midnight even quickened his pace to enter.

Bypassing the screen, I saw a slender back in pink and not showing a demonic look in front of the window, and the sound of low sobs came from her.

"Qiao'er?" A voice with affection and guilt sounded.

A slender and fierce turn of his head, still with tearful eyes, looked at Midnight in disbelief. blinked violently, confirming that she was not mistaken, it was really the Nineteenth Master who was still looking at her with a smile on his face.

She immediately rushed over on her own, and threw herself into Midnight's arms.

"Nineteenth master, slave family, slave family thinks you don't want slave family anymore." The delicate voice was filled with grievance and despair, and it was depressed, crying so much that even the wooden Haiwei looked at it a few more times.

But it was only a few glances, and then he looked straight ahead without squinting like Hanji.

Han Er's eyes were unfocused, but he was now in the two heavens of ice and fire.

It's over, it's over, it's hugging.

Han Yi, you rub goods, didn't you find out and say that the nineteenth master just went to Chunjiang Tower to listen to music?

This sister is hugging together, calling to listen to music?

Does he tell the prince about this, or does he tell the prince?

However, Hanji's torment was only a few seconds, and in the middle of the night, he pushed away the delicate without a trace, and turned around and walked out of the inner room.

"Ye is tired, come out and play a song for Ye, Ye is waiting for you outside."

Delicately covering her mouth and silently shedding tears, her eyes turned to the outer room, then to the window, and finally her face was full of confusion and she went behind the partition.

When the delicate white came out, he was already lying on his side on the concubine in the middle of the night.

With his head resting on his back, his eyes closed, he looked as if he had fallen asleep.

The left leg is stretched out, the right leg and the left foot are broken and bent at 90 degrees, and the light blue robe just covers the key position.

The right hand, which was white and unfolded, perfect enough to make women jealous, tapped his right knee with his fingertips, indicating that he was not asleep at the moment.

The delicate eyes were almost obsessively looking at the man in the chaise longue, and there were even tears of excitement in his eyes, almost forgetting the real purpose of his call.

Hai Wei glanced at the night, sister, the nineteenth master is really worthy of being the son of the first beautiful man, although the regent seems to be superior, but even if it is the second beautiful man, it is enough to 'seduce' people, and this seduction is still unconscious.

Don't say that a woman in a green building, even if he has no intention of looking, he has a kind of non-dividing idea.

No wonder some people say that the nineteenth master is a good man, he doesn't think the nineteenth master is a good man, but even if he is a man, he can't escape the net of the nineteenth master.

Ahh

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The sound of the piano seems to tell a poignant love story, which makes the listener sad and the listener tears.

In another room, a good-looking man was in a passionate relationship with a woman, and the sound of the piano made him lose his interest at once, and he softened in an instant.

He climbed down from the woman with a gloomy face, and shouted outward: "What's the matter? ”

"Back to the prince, it's the nineteenth master who came to see the delicate girl."

The man's face became more and more cold, but the woman behind him was wrapped up like a snake, and her white arms hooked his neck, "Lord Wang, the slave family still wants 0." ”

"Get out." The man pushed the woman away mercilessly, without any pity for the person he was with just now, got up naked, and immediately came in a subordinate, still a man, with a calm face and no squinting eyes, put on one piece of clothing for him.

The woman who was pushed on bed 0 didn't dare to say anything, so she got out of bed 0 naked, grabbed her clothes from the ground and threw them on her body at will, and ran out of the room like an escape.

Dressed neatly, the man stepped out of the inner room, sat down at the table next to him, took a sip of the water handed by the next person, and then asked, "Didn't the nineteenth brother drive Miaoqiao back?" ”