Chapter Sixty-Seven: Hui Zhi Lanxin

"Great, big brother, you haven't seen you for a few days, the younger brother really wants the eldest brother to be tight" Fortunately, let's use the brain teaser and hug the eldest brother.

The eldest brother didn't come back to his senses for a long time, looking at me who was almost wiping tears by pulling his sleeve. "Second brother, second brother, this is what we just met yesterday about the second brother."

"Damn, why didn't you say it earlier, didn't my eldest brother mean to harm me?

"Go and lie down, don't be afraid of my son here, poor, I'm happy to be like this" My mother thought I was sick again, my eyes were red, and I was very worried, like coaxing a three-year-old child.

The old man was in good health, and he took a few big strides to the door of the front hall: "You guys, don't pour medicine for the young master!" ”

"Huh?" Again? The Buddha who sells cakes

Under the intimidation of the old man's aggressive gaze and the persuasion of my mother, I could only take the consciousness of being poured chili water with [***] member, and pour a large bowl of black water sent by the green butterfly into my mouth.

"I poured another belly of potion, looking at the bulging belly, I was so sad and angry, the damn Nine Turns Soul Rejuvenation Soup, like poison, the old man who drank it rolled his eyes, and he was going to drink it if he didn't get sick.

The only consolation is that Uncle Li's trick is indeed too timely, originally my mother had already gone to discuss with Uncle Cheng's mother-in-law yesterday, changed the birth date, and waited for this afternoon to go with the old man to Uncle Cheng's house to start the big matter of proposing marriage, before going out, I was blocked at the door by the eunuch who came with the holy decree, I was so lucky, I finally didn't have to face Uncle Cheng's exact face for the rest of my life.

Now Uncle Cheng is no longer a problem, can this old guy beat the emperor? Hehehehe, I want to laugh, but when I think about it, I want to cry again, the bigger question is what to do with the terrible female emperor-level concubine who came to warm my bed with inkstone? Thinking about Wu Zetian in history, I feel chills all over my body. Besides, didn't the history books say that the palace maid's sister was accused by Comrade Xiao Li's loli not long after she entered the palace? If Comrade Xiao Li's little wife becomes my concubine, wouldn't it be me and Uncle Li to become comrades? I couldn't help but vomit with a chill.

"Young master, let's drink some honey, look at your sad eyes, the butterfly looks distressed" Green Butterfly walked in, holding a wooden plate.

"Don't! When I hear the sound of water, I want to vomit, forget it, I'll take a sip. Before she finished speaking, the little girl began to pout again, afraid of this girl.

"By the way, where is that palace maid?" Hurriedly took a sip of honey water, looked up and asked the green butterfly standing in front of him.

"That Sister Wu was arranged by me in the young master next door to my room and wants to see her, I'll go and call her" Green Butterfly said this, her eyes were level on the top of my head, and there was no expression on her little face, as if she was memorizing a text. However, there is still progress, and I can finally call myself when no one is around, which is a good phenomenon and should be encouraged.

I want to laugh, facing the green butterfly, my mood is surprisingly peaceful, as if I have walked from the years of war and chaos to the era of peace. "Well, go and call, Young Master Ben has something to order." Although I am timid, but at least I am a man, I can't hide, am I still afraid of you a girl who now falls in the palm of my hand? Although you are the Iron Lady or the female emperor after a few decades, the problem is that you must first have the ability to step out of our house and fall in love with Li Zhi's little child.

"Slap" slapped on the thigh, yes, Li Zhi, that guy, that little kid who knew that the wind was the rudder late in the day, the future emperor of the Tang Dynasty, why didn't you think of it just now? I actually had the feeling of pulling out the rain clouds and seeing the moon bloom.

At this moment, the sound of the skirt dragging on the ground was heard. "Concubine Wu Zhao has seen Xianggong" palace maid sister, and once again appeared in front of my eyes-

"Wu that Xianggong should not be called, just call me my son or young master like Green Butterfly." Xianggong is too weird, with goosebumps. Besides, I haven't married you yet, and illegal cohabitation doesn't count, besides, you're Uncle Li's Xiaomi.

I don't know why, when I think of getting married, my eyes involuntarily look towards the palace maid's sister.

The palace maid sister seemed to notice my gaze, the flush on her white and translucent cheeks was even worse, her bright eyes were like water waves floating around, and her bumpy figure was accompanied by her slightly uncomfortable writhing more amorous, charming as a demon, but it would be like a transparent palace dress on TV, at this moment, I only had damn porn left in my head.

The bell clicked, and I was startled, and all the saliva that had almost flowed out poured back into my throat, and I was about to stare at which guy interrupted Young Master Ben's crookedness so blindly, and what greeted me was the green butterfly's resentful, complaining, and complaining eyes.

"Slave maid, damn it, disturbed the young master." Green Butterfly pretended to be panicked and picked up the pen holder with a chassis that was more stable than my feet, and this girl clearly couldn't see me looking at women like this, and we were righteous gentlemen.

Hurriedly straightened up, coughed dryly twice, as if the Monkey King was interrogating the white bone spirit: "What is this eldest sister and this young lady?" "It's not right, ancestors, you're a board, how do you call it pinching? How can I say that this palace maid sister is also our nominal concubine now.

The palace maid's sister smiled, felt rude again, whispered, raised her orchid finger to cover her mouth, her eyes were pale black like a black landscape, her eyes waved, and the son was careful that his liver was soft, "The son called the concubine Zhao'er" The voice was as soft as the spring willow in March in the south of the Yangtze River.

The alarm bell in my head is loud, I can't be sugar-coated cannonballs, no, it's the beautiful snake that charms mesmerized. Wiping the sweat on his forehead, I don't know whether it is cold or hot, try not to show my brother's face, and slowly said: "Zhao'er, Your Majesty gave you to me, oh no, to the house, to be my Fang Jun's side to serve the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, this is His Majesty's Longen to my house" The saliva words, the flattery said so much that my mouth almost foamed, although I understand that Uncle Li did this in response to my request, but, who can say clearly, this palace maid sister is not a spy sent by Uncle Li, so, I uphold safety first, The concept of acting cautiously, before saying something, it is always right to pat the Li family's sycophants first.

"Young master, what do you mean, the concubine understands." The palace maid's voice was still very calm and calm, but the slightly lost expression on her face still revealed her mood at the moment.

"Got it?" I blinked my eyes and stared at the palace maid in surprise, I was busy touting people for most of the day, and the main topic hasn't started yet, you understand? ――

ps: I understand everyone's mood very well, deeper, love cut, well, since love, just give more tickets to collect or something

ps: We won't talk about the specifics, everyone also knows who Wu mm is, Fang Xiaoer's concerns are not groundless, and he has a reason, but it's too exaggerated, I regret to the immortals, and if it's sunny, I'll face the wall for three minutes

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