Where did the two Xuanguang come from in this heavenly realm? One is enough for the three highnesses to toss.

One of the two Xuanguang must be fake.

The Third Highness slowly let go of the little man in his arms, and Ding Qing looked at the little man's appearance gradually changed, returning to the appearance of the little fairy maid.

Don't think about it, the one who slapped him just now must be really Xuanguang.

The Third Highness was shocked, pushed away the little fairy maid and stood in front of Xuanguang who was glaring angrily.

The wine is sober up for the most part.

Injustice, injustice, injustice!

The little fairy maid saw that she had caused trouble, and her heart was happy and sad.

I am glad that I have been embraced by the three highnesses because of my illusion of Xuanguang, and I have no regrets about life and death. The sad thing is that she pities herself, and only by imagining the appearance of the person he loves can she get a trace of tenderness from him.

But this trace of tenderness instantly became a bubble. Tears poured in.

Xuanguang looked at the pot of broken magnolia and shed tears for a long time after leaving from His Royal Highness, originally waiting for him to come and coax her as usual, but this time the more she waited, the more she couldn't come, she couldn't bear it anymore and went straight to Huaguang Palace.

It turned out to be a book. But she saw that the Third Highness was holding a little fairy and would not let go.

She was angry and ashamed, it turned out that he brushed his sleeves away because he had a beautiful woman in his arms.

With a slap in the face, he exhaled the gamble of this nether tribulation.

The Seventh Highness Ling Wuxian was naturally upset for his third brother. With his identity as the third brother, let alone holding a little fairy maid, it is normal to marry ten or eight people and put them in the Huaguang Palace. Who would dare to make irresponsible remarks?

The Third Highness consciously took the blame in this matter, and if he didn't drink, he wouldn't recognize the wrong person, and Xuanguang wouldn't be sad. When the seventh brother said this, he was upset, and scolded him in front of the other immortals, and Ling Wuxian was annoyed at that time. put the grudge on Xuanguang, so there were those things later.

His Royal Highness thought about it, since he could go back after destroying his body, he could still repeat the same trick now.

However, Si Ming could only break the rules for him once, turn a blind eye and send him back to the time and space where Xuanguang was staying at the moment without drinking Meng Po soup. Once the two of them return to the sixth-ninety-ninth time and space, Meng Po soup must be drunk.

"Why would Your Highness risk being punished by the Queen Mother?" Si was puzzled.

His Royal Highness smiled with his hand: "Slap in the face." ”

A slap in the face? Hit in whose face?

Si Ming was puzzled, and when he tried to ask again, the person was gone.

Xia Zheng stood in the corridor waiting for the crowd to disperse, he walked up to the sluggish Tang Tang and took her hand: "Xiao Tangtang, don't be afraid." ”

Tang Tang frowned. The tone, the eyes, and the words are so familiar.

It's like Ye Zheng. It's just that this face is different.

Xia Zheng shook her hand again and comforted her: "Auntie, you don't have to worry, concentrate on checking the black hand behind you, and I'll help you." ”

Tang Tang was alert.

This is not Xia Zheng's style. This person seemed to be cold to himself a second ago, but now he seems to be a different person.

She pulled out her hand and put it on his forehead: "Don't burn?" ”

Xia Zheng smiled again: "I'm not sick." ”

Tang Tang was even more surprised: shouldn't he avoid it?

Xia Zheng grinned, showing neat white teeth and smiling not like him at all.

On Saturday, it rained all day.

Xia Zheng accompanied Tang Tang all day, and he followed her wherever she went. No matter how she shook her face, he happily continued.

My little tang tang is cute.

Xia Zheng sat on the sofa and watched Tang Tang sitting opposite and fiddling with his mobile phone, frowning for a while and smiling for a while, feeling very happy.

Tang Tang installed a tracking software on her father's phone, and the software reported that he had been in a high-end home for nearly three hours and had not left.

Tang Tang glanced at his mother on the hospital bed and was angry.