The white tiger glanced at Eleven, and continued to eat the meal in front of him happily, the divine tiger really had special treatment, and whispered excitedly.

Eleven locked the door of the room, sat in front of the mirror, waved his little hand gently, and a blank piece of paper, a pair of scissors, a pen holder and an inkstone suddenly appeared on the table.

She picked up the white paper, folded it slowly, and finally cut it a few times with scissors.

Put down the scissors and gently unfold the white paper in your hand, it is a little person holding hands.

Biting his fingers, he smeared the blood on each of the little paper figures, and suddenly, the little paper figures suddenly seemed to be resurrected, and they tore apart the sticky parts of the paper and stood up on the table one by one.

Eleven poked one of the little paper figures with her finger, and the little paper figure obediently ran to her, lay down slowly, and she picked up a brush and wrote a person's birthday on the little paper figure.

When he had finished writing, the little paper figure stood up on his own, jumped from the table to the ground, and ran to a short distance with his thin white feet before stopping.

The little paper man looked left and right, and after making sure that he was standing, he patted his hands lightly, only to hear a 'bang', and the little paper man was gone, replaced by a thick white mist, and a woman gradually walked out of the white mist.

Dove-shaped hoof-faced, yellow-haired, skinny.

Even with such a terrifying appearance, you can vaguely see the original beautiful face.

This is Jiang Yinian's biological mother, Yunfeng.

Eleven raised a delicate smile, and his red lips lightly opened: "Go ahead." ”

The woman nodded to Eleven, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke and flew out through the crack in the door.

The remaining four little paper figures were playing like children on the table, and when they saw Eleven's gaze fall on them, they suddenly became extremely obedient, like soldiers, and stood in line one after the other.

Eleven pointed to three of the small pieces of paper and said, "Go to the palace." ”

The three little paper figures bowed in the direction of Eleven, ran quickly in the direction of the window, rose with the wind, and left the Jiang Mansion.

Eleven looked at the remaining paper figures, cut out a mouth shape on its face with scissors, and placed the paper figures on his shoulders.

When I raised my eyes, I saw myself in the bronze mirror.

Although it is still Jiang Yinian's face at first glance, some places have quietly begun to change, and it won't be long before this face will completely become her own.

Eleven touched his cheeks with satisfaction, and his beautiful eyes gradually bent into crescents.

It's still the thoughtfulness of the beautiful man's father, and he uses this method to evoke Ah Ye's memory.

Three small paper figures flew in the wind, circled over the palace, and slowly landed outside one of the palaces, and entered through the crack in the door.

"Your Majesty, as the Son of Heaven, how can you favor one person alone? No matter how much you like Concubine Zhen, you must be wet with rain and dew. An old woman dressed luxuriously was half-lying on the chaise longue, looking at Qin Lingsheng standing in front of her, her voice was cold, "You should know very well that in addition to continuing the royal bloodline, marrying a concubine is also to stabilize the country and stabilize your status." ”

"What the Queen Mother said is very true." Qin Lingsheng sat aside and replied with a frown.

"Your Majesty, don't forget how you got the throne." The Queen Mother sat up slowly, picked up the teacup next to her, and said in a quiet voice, "Don't destroy it yourself." ”

When Qin Lingsheng saw the other party mention this matter, killing intent appeared in his eyes, and his body was full of super aura, mighty and domineering.