The small courtyard was cleaned up at some point, and as the eldest son of the Ministry of Rites, although he was not treated by his mother, his title of general was still there, and the people in the house did not dare to be too presumptuous.

When I woke up, I didn't know when she left, and I was less vigilant by her side, and I didn't know if I had died many times during the march, and the headache was the sequelae left last night!

Gratgy, he got up and walked to the table, the sword was gone, and the wall was not hanging, and he shook his head, presumably taken by the man.

"Eldest Prince, are you up?" The voice of the subordinate sounded outside the door.

"Come in!" Indifferent tones.

Wait for the next person to put the toiletry water away, be careful not to let your hands touch the water, and the cold water will make you sober a lot.

"Eldest Prince, please drink medicine."

"Medicine?" looked at the little guy puzzled.

"It was Lord Shangshu who asked the little one to bring it."

"Huh? Mother? "It's unbelievable, and my mother cares about herself?

"It was sent by King Chengxi, saying that the eldest prince was lucky to dance the sword last night." King Cheng Xi is really a good person.

Pick it up and drink it, it's obviously very bitter, but I feel sweet, is this because I'm afraid that I'll get typhoid fever? As long as she gives it, the poison is also drunk.

Jin Se strings, strings and strings think of the year, lovesickness into the bones.

The sound of horses' hooves fell, and the prosperity around him had nothing to do with him, and in the single-seater carriage, there was a sword in his hand that injured him, thinking of him, who fell asleep in front of a man for the second time in this other world, and was still so familiar, so natural, the corners of his mouth were raised, and there was happiness that was unknown to others.

Maybe I didn't care about him at first, I was just curious about him, but now I really don't like him, he's very good, I can't find anything bad to come, if it's really in this life, what doesn't matter if I love him.

A person who doesn't know how to cherish himself, a person who is full of sorrow, and his heart is full of his proud figure, is he poisoned?

Lovesickness, every year, this poison, there is no solution.

A splendid carriage staggered past the Tao Xi carriage on the bustling street, and the curtain was blown up over a distinguished man, sitting with his eyes closed.

On the street after noon, the sons and heads of the families walked slowly with their servants, subordinates, and husbands, looking for objects that fit their hearts.

Tea houses and wine shops are still noisy.

There was a gorgeous carriage parked outside the gate of the Ministry of Rites, empty as a horse, and the master had already entered the Shangshu Mansion.

"I don't know what the Imperial Husband means?" Mu Ranyu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, asked with a bow.

"Aiqing, Benjun doesn't mean anything, he just wants to Mu Ran Jiang Xin to enter the emperor's house." The emperor's husband, Yunye, who was sitting on the main seat, fiddled with his nails and said leisurely, making it impossible to guess any expression.

"Mrs. Xie carries love." Xin'er entered the emperor's family, and the glory of this generation is unlimited.

"Don't thank you too early, you have to find a way to let Mu Ran and Jiang Xin enter the Chengxi Palace."

"King Cheng Xi means Junnuo, I'm afraid it's ......" I originally planned to do the same, and the emperor also thought so?

"It's up to you." Yun Ye smiled and said, the aging face is bound to win.