Hua Ruofeng endured his surging emotions, and looked at the Canglongwei with interest, he didn't say anything at first, didn't he say it very cheerfully, but the master couldn't be happy, poof, what did Miss Mo think...... But the little face of the master, cough cough, okay, he thinks too much. This article was written by...... Starting

Xiao Yu'er couldn't help it anymore, and said in a trembling voice, "That Mobao is simply obscene, shameless, and extremely obscene, and even wants to take off the emperor's clothes and look at your body, woo...... The minions have never seen ......"

"Shut up!" that is, Momeng's children's shoes were squeezed out word by word, and the words with a shy expression were difficult to describe.

The roaring little fish suppressed and wiped his tears, woo, is he not right? He has never seen the master's body, and the master doesn't want others to serve him when he bathes.

Hua Ruoyu frowned and glanced at him impatiently, what kind of body did a man cry and cry for?

And Hua Ruofeng sighed sympathetically, alas, the master is annoyed enough, you still add fuel to the fire, and take off your clothes, poof! Originally, people didn't mean this, okay? As soon as you said it, the evil escalated suddenly.

The atmosphere in the imperial study was very weird, and when it was half loud, Mo Meng's children's shoes spoke, and his voice was cold, "Go and tell her that wanting to borrow money from me is tantamount to daydreaming!"

Uh? Canglong Wei paused for a moment, and then realized that the master was talking to him, and his expression couldn't help but ache, "Your Majesty, do your subordinates still want to continue to protect in secret?" He felt that people were so strong and didn't need it at all!

"You keep one more day, and tomorrow let Ji Ran and Ji Ke go, looking for a suitable identity and bright ...... Look at her and make sure she settles down. ”

At the beginning, just in case, the Hualou he chose was the most inconspicuous and bleak Chunlai Courtyard on Fengyue Street, thinking that it was deserted, and the least damage to her reputation and chastity, he let people secretly take action to block Hualou's business, so that it could be regarded as the greatest protection for her, who knows...... She even wants to grow there?

Did she think he was dead? If he did what she wanted, he would have a ghost!

Waiting for the Canglongwei to leave with a sad face, the Mo Meng children's shoes finally calmed down slowly, and the delicate little face was a majesty that people could not underestimate, standing with their hands in their hands, with a noble posture, "General Mo and Allure have left the capital?"

Hearing this, Hua Ruofeng immediately said respectfully, "Back to the emperor, I left Beijing half an hour ago." "The departure is very fast, the carriage is going around the flower building, is this not daring to look or reluctant to see or unbearable?

Ji Mo Meng said "um" with an unknown emotion, and suddenly rubbed his forehead again, Jun Wu said nothing, he promised her father and brother, and he didn't think it was a thing, just protecting one person, at most, it was three years and five years, but now, ...... Why does he feel that his future is in such a big trouble that he can't get rid of?

His hunch was correct, and he soon understood.

After Canglongwei ran back to the flower building, he told Jiu Lan what his master said, Jiu Lan was not surprised, if people really lent money to their own young lady, she would not be able to stand it.

But when she told someone, she couldn't stand it and shouted, "What?

Jiu Lan said "um" expressionlessly, and continued to clean up the room, Qin Yanru said that the private room was made for them to live in, but when the two of them moved in, they realized that the so-called best was just a little more space, but the empty appearance really couldn't see what was good, but fortunately, there were two rooms inside and outside, and it was more convenient for the two of them to live.

And emptiness also has the benefit of emptiness, which saves time and effort to clean, which is perfect for her to be a guard who only touches the sword.

She was at peace with what she encountered, but a certain one was slapping the table with righteous indignation, "Rub, is that little bun cultured, if you don't understand the meaning of the idiom, you use it indiscriminately, what kind of daydreaming, is my sister busy and free to sleep today?"

Jiu Lan's movements to clean up the room froze, Miss, it's you who are uneducated, right?

After a certain one finished roaring, he spun around in place anxiously, "Jiu Lan, are you sure you have a conversation with that little bun?"

Jiu Lan darkened her face and said affirmatively, "Miss doesn't need to doubt the ability of her subordinates. ”

"Is that what you said not sensational enough, so it didn't inspire the love of that little bun?"

Jiu Lan's face turned darker, "The subordinates just did what you said." "Still sensational? What the hell is the hell in the mind of the young lady?

A certain one frowned in wonder, "This is not scientific, my sister is helping him raise a woman, even if he is not grateful, how can he not even give out the silver?" Could it be that the little bun is actually a negative man who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Whew...... The wind outside is getting louder, can you still make him insist on standing on the last shift?

Jiu Lan also collapsed, and she was still guilty? How old is the emperor? She wanted to say something more with difficulty, but she heard someone suddenly slap the table again excitedly, and said with a fighting spirit, "No, sister can't just give up so easily, even if he is an iron rooster, sister has to pluck a few hairs from him, and wants to have three thousand harems, and doesn't want to give out silver, how can there be such a cheap thing in the world?"

Jiu Lan wiped the sweat on her head and said weakly, "Then Miss, do you want to ......?"

"Prepare pen and ink for my sister, and my sister personally wrote to the little bun to educate him on the principles of life. ”

Hearing this, Jiu Lanmu stiffened and went to prepare the pen and ink, but when she was ready, she watched the posture of someone holding the brush, and was struck by lightning again.

"Miss, that's a brush, not chopsticks!" She had a rare and humorous time, who would tell her why Miss held the pen in such a strange posture, but still put on a chic appearance of splashing ink?

A certain one laughed dryly, and said disapprelicly, "You don't understand this, you have to use an extraordinary posture to write a letter to an extraordinary person like Xiao Baozi, especially the font, it must be unconventional, in order to match the identity of that little bun!"

A certain face is not red and her heart is not beating wildly, and the brush in her hand is drawn like a ghost, otherwise how can she explain the flaw that she can't write calligraphy?

Jiu Lan listened to her words, looking at the words with teeth and claws, messy for a while, is the emperor worthy of such words?

Half a ring, she calmed down from the devastation of poking herself in the eyes, and she said that the words were like her people, and she believed it now