Chapter 108: Singing to Wine 12

"Nope. ╔ ╗" Bai Ruotong glanced out the window lightly, the hot gaze had disappeared, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

"Could it be that you have been in the palace for a long time and don't want to leave?"

"Nope. Bai Ruotong glanced out the window lightly, the scorching gaze had disappeared, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart. ╔ ╗

"Could it be that you have been in the palace for a long time and don't want to leave?" Xuanyuan Che lowered his head, his white and slender fingers were a little careless as he flipped through the blue-shelled book in his hand, and he didn't even roll his eyes.

Bai Ruotong didn't speak, just a pair of slightly sad eyes turned to Xuanyuan Che's side face, he would think so, she was not surprised at all.

The feeling of returning to the palace is at least much better than when she was in the palace, she can wear a white nightgown under the osmanthus tree outside the wing, lie on a rocking chair, and enjoy the rare autumn sun comfortably. ╔ ╗

There was no noisy palace atmosphere, no pungent smell of blood and killing, she enjoyed the peace and tranquility of the moment. Xuanyuan Che didn't know what he was busy with for a day, he came back from the palace for five days, and he didn't set foot in the backyard, Bai Ruotong sighed lightly on the recliner and turned over, isn't this better, life is in the world, it is rare to be quiet and enjoyable. ╔ ╗

"Stop. Xuanyuan Che sat on the chair, carried by the guard, and was about to go to the study, when he passed by the backyard, his eyes were attracted by the white shadow under the osmanthus tree in the backyard, and he involuntarily stopped.

It was the first time he had seen such a woman, wearing only a white gauze skirt, lying on a chaise longue, her long black hair was blown up by the wind, twisted together with the gauze clothes, a gust of wind passed, and the osmanthus fell with the wind, falling to her good-looking eyebrows, falling between her black hair, and falling to her white gauze skirt. Then she grunted and rolled over, and the petals fell in the wind...

Xuanyuan Che looked a little dumbfounded, and the softest place in his heart was like kneading into a cotton flower.... She can always be so chic, so casual... Even if she suffers everything, can she still live without worry?

"Let's go. ╔ ╗ "Xuanyuan Che unconsciously drew a chuckle, gentle, he may not know,

"Nope. ╔ ╗" Bai Ruotong glanced out the window lightly, the hot gaze had disappeared, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

"Could it be that you have been in the palace for a long time and don't want to leave?"

"Nope. Bai Ruotong glanced out the window lightly, the scorching gaze had disappeared, and she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

"Could it be that you have been in the palace for a long time and don't want to leave?" Xuanyuan Che lowered his head, his white and slender fingers were a little careless as he flipped through the blue-shelled book in his hand, and he didn't even roll his eyes.

Bai Ruotong didn't speak, just a pair of slightly sad eyes turned to Xuanyuan Che's side face, he would think so, she was not surprised at all.

The feeling of returning to the palace is at least much better than when she was in the palace, she can wear a white nightgown under the osmanthus tree outside the wing, lie on a rocking chair, and enjoy the rare autumn sun comfortably.

There was no noisy palace atmosphere, no pungent smell of blood and killing, she enjoyed the peace and tranquility of the moment. Xuanyuan Che didn't know what he was busy with for a day, he came back from the palace for five days, and he didn't set foot in the backyard, Bai Ruotong sighed lightly on the recliner and turned over, isn't this better, life is in the world, it is rare to be quiet and enjoyable.

"Stop. Xuanyuan Che sat on the chair, carried by the guard, and was about to go to the study, when he passed by the backyard, his eyes were attracted by the white shadow under the osmanthus tree in the backyard, and he involuntarily stopped.

It was the first time he had seen such a woman, wearing only a white gauze skirt, lying on a chaise longue, her long black hair was blown up by the wind, twisted together with the gauze clothes, a gust of wind passed, and the osmanthus fell with the wind, falling to her good-looking eyebrows, falling between her black hair, and falling to her white gauze skirt. Then she grunted and rolled over, and the petals fell in the wind...

Xuanyuan Che looked a little dumbfounded, and the softest place in his heart was like kneading into a cotton flower.... She can always be so chic, so casual... Even if she suffers everything, can she still live without worry?

"Let's go. Xuanyuan Che unconsciously hooked a chuckle, gentle, maybe he didn't know... Recommended reading: - - -

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