This voice made Gonggong Li's already small brow become disorganized.

He also couldn't figure it out, how could someone come out to stop him at this time, this is not logical.

You must know that he selects and chooses the guards, and he specially chooses the kind of guards who usually don't say a word and do things with their heads bored.

There is only one advantage to walking with such escorts, and that is that they do not talk too much, and they do not have unplanned actions.

What is the order of the Holy One, as long as they obey it, they will never think too much.

But what is the sentence just now, how many mouths will there be in this group of people, is it because I looked away when I chose people?

"Who's talking, tell me why?"

Gonggong Li is not an unreasonable person, tactfulness is the way of doing things in the palace, since someone speaks, let him stand up and say enough.

"Father-in-law, I said that.

I don't mean anything else, I'm just worried that if the third prince lets you in, it may not have other ideas, who can't know.

After all, you know what we're really up to, so don't be surprised."

The guard stood up and explained that although Gonggong Li was just a little eunuch, he was also a celebrity around the saint.

These guards are sometimes inferior to eunuchs in some respects.

"No, if something really happens to the miscellaneous family later, you can just listen to the signal of the miscellaneous family.

It's actually safer for the miscellaneous family to go alone, and with so many of you going together, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be accidents.

If His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince really doesn't go..."

Speaking of this, Gonggong Li paused in his tone, and then continued to speak: "

If you really get to that point, just wait for my signal."

Without looking at the guard's eyes, he immediately entered the mansion.

Guard: "......"

It's true to see if you signal, but before you leave, can you give us the signal?

Bowed his head and walked into the mansion, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Tian with a smiling face, looking at him.

Time meanders through the desert of history like flowing water, diluting that trace, letting the dust fly wantonly, blurring that wisp of memory, but what remains unchanged is the legend of the millennium.

I will never forget the lonely solo piano sound in the mountains and forests, ethereal and profound, as if the whispers of the piano player, inexhaustible

A hint of sorrow. Who understands your pursuit? Is it a luxury obsession with fame and fortune? Of course not, the kind rejection of Zhong Huifan is enough to prove your thoughts, and coarse tea and light rice are more real than drunken gold fans. Is it a miserliness for life? Neither is it

In the face of death, in the face of the pleas of 3,000 students, you were unmoved, and played with your blood.

Forget the pride of Top Gun, shocking enough to resound through the world. Facing the boxes of *** that will be destroyed,

You look up to the sky and smile; This cigarette gun that scalded China has finally been extinguished! How much that boiling blood wants to turn the tide and rule the land of China. Someone laughs at your stupidity, just by virtue of that

How can the power of the individual rule the world? Someone laughs at your madness, how can a single seven-foot man rewrite the fortunes of the country? So, as the sun sets, you are assigned to Ili under the afterglow, and your figure is so vicissitudes and tragedy. Who understands your pursuit?

Regardless of his old age, he walked away from the frontier, sympathized with the people's feelings, dug wells to drive away disasters,

Surrounded by the unique scent of nature. You live a life like a crane in the clouds, and who understands your pursuit? That one

In the poems of infinite praise of the idyllic scenery, there seems to be a silent indignation against the world; The wisps of breeze in my ears took away the strong homesickness in my heart. if

It's not that you have long been desperate for officialdom, how can you be willing to live incognito under the eaves, but only bloom in the free space that belongs to you?

When the smoke drifts away with the morning light, the lake by the pillow has dried, the expectation has degenerated into waiting, when the tear stains outline into regret, and the memories boast sadness,

They say my words are too grey, what should I say, this color. Brew a bitter coffee, filter the sweetness, the foam whitening swirl, swirl whose warmth? star

Sleeping, my dreams are still drifting in the wind.

On the shore of the Gold Coast, we are shoulder to shoulder, the clean blue sky, the clear water, kissing the horizon. We

Like the day when the water is connected, the shadows are thrown into each other's worlds, and it is fate that allows us

Stepping aside, it's like coffee finding creamer as a companion, dissolving into mellow sweetness. Crazy together, crying and laughing together, sticking into the most colorful season of the girl's series of friendship flowers.

The mouth of the sea is not far away, I threw the empty bottle to make a wish, the sea and the sky are connected into a line, and the reeds are white. It turns out that we just

The passers-by in each other's lives have experienced the door of time, and we are stranger than passers-by. How did the rift appear? Raise..

At this point, why can't I cry [Note: I choked on crying, and I couldn't make a sound. Anyway, it's already divided, so why bother to say that it's you who keeps appearing in nightmares,

The ruthless girl, the past that was torn into pieces was repeated over and over again in my mind, and the face of your short stay on the picture became a postcard in my memory

Pick a Christmas card with words full of blessings, the address is written in the bottom of your heart, can you receive it. It's a little cold and a little windy

Big, the city is quiet and noisy, I had to walk home alone this winter, do you remember? Give it to me on Christmas Day

Send a birthday card, the gift is full of warm words for you. How are you lately, aren't you also struggling in your thoughts, you said you would remember me, remember? I always remember

As for you, remember that you didn't say anything to help me wipe my tears when I was sad; Remember you were the first to take it when I was sick

I was still pretending to be fine, and I was sent to the hospital; Remember you wearing me

Give you your dress and happily hug my smile as I spin in circles. How are you doing, busy, tired? Do you know the day you left.

Your concern, flying far away, like a migratory bird, invisible, on the surface of the wetland, that sadness is chaotic. Your concern, flying far away, like the changing seasons of migratory birds, I tearfully face the north

Your guardian, flying far away, like a migratory bird out of sight, I stand on the bank of the river, isolated by the trees. Your thoughts fly far away, like the changing seasons of migratory birds, and you say again from north to south.

It's also time for me to say goodbye to loneliness and fly out of my thoughts.

Before forgetting, let me sing another thanks, thank you for accompanying me through those springs, autumns, winters and summers, thank you for holding my hand, drinking off the warm current together, thank you for giving me memories to be a soft hedgehog armor, and grow up slowly in my thoughts.

Finally, we no longer feel sad for the separation, but on the other side of youth, midsummer is about to be brilliant day by day. Who said that it can't be made to me, the only autobiography in this life, like a poem

No matter how far into the future, it still reads every word and every sentence. Let the sky be drunk with blue, the floating clouds define the white, and the falling flowers spread out a red carpet to welcome us to the future, the wonderful future.

Survival of the fittest sends us to a new battle. thereupon

A year later, the flowers are still blooming, but the laughter under the flowers, has changed the protagonist, whenever school passes through this familiar street, the eyes are astringent, today the wind is really ..... spring

With the arrival of the arrival, everything is new, and the heart that has not been chaotic for a long time is like a new life, followed by the catkins fluttering in the wind

It's so wanton and restless. The countdown to the fourteen-month high school career has begun, and it seems that in the blink of an eye, we have spent half of our last youthful life.

The people are gone, the singing is over, and the coffee is cold......