Now that I don't have a daughter under my knees, it would be a good thing if I came over.

Calculating the gains and losses, Qiu Lin hurriedly responded: "Don't worry, the concubine will treat her as if she were her own, so she can give birth and raise her." ”

Yu Yu also glanced at Dongfang Clan defiantly.

The old man really dislikes this old woman, what if he occupies the position of his wife?

It's not like she's half divided!

Now here is this again, after this, the backyard owner may not be able to point out who it is.

Dongfang was so angry that he gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, if he had a son, he wouldn't look at the cheap hooves so arrogant!

And that pity Xue, who died and left a daughter to answer her, is a shameless thing!

Dongfang twisted the veil fiercely.

Qiu Lin was secretly proud, turned to look at the girl, and raised a motherly smile: "Spoon, I will go to live in the West Chamber with my aunt in the future, and tell my aunt if there is anything missing." ”

Gao Wenbo was very satisfied with his reaction, he didn't care what the other party thought, as long as he took care of the spoon.

The girl was a little timid, her cheeks were red, she looked cautiously at the person in front of her, and nodded for a while.

"Spoon, you will follow Aunt Qiu to live in the West Chamber in the future, if you are uncomfortable living, Daddy will change the yard for you."

When Qiu Lin heard this, what was this?

hurriedly promised: "Please rest assured, the spoon will be my daughter in the future, and it will not be bullied." ”

Mrs. Gao didn't have much reaction from beginning to end, even if she became a concubine, she would be a girl, and if she got married in the future, if she made good use of it, she could bring a lot of benefits to Gaofu.

There was harmony here, but Dongfang was angry, and his face was as ugly as a pig's liver.

The second is some concubines, who look at the girl with jealousy.

Qiu Lin nodded with satisfaction, pulled the girl's pairs, and said with a smile: "Spoon, I'll go to the West Chamber with my aunt later, this will be your home in the future, and you can live with peace of mind." ”

The girl was a little uncomfortable, and hummed shyly.

Next, Qiu Lin introduced everyone present to the other party, especially when he talked about Dongfang's Clan, his eyes were proud.

When the girl first arrived, she didn't notice it, and called them one by one, and this was the end.

It didn't take long for everyone to go back to the courtyard and rest.

It was night, the moon was light, bright and bright, and the moonlight was softly sprinkled on the earth, as if weaving a hazy dream for the world.

In the dream, some people are complacent, some are melancholy and sad, some are smiling, some are hysterical, acting out all the world, indifferent and cold, ugly and straight...

It is a dream that will always wake up, when the sun, which symbolizes light, shows its head, spreads a layer of gold on the ground, and illuminates thousands of households, whether it is reluctance or greed, they have to leave the dream under the moonlight to welcome a new day.

The peony that did not leave the hospital bloomed again, and it was fiery and red.

It's really called the carved clouds, the opening of the red glow, the smoke is light and the glass leaves, and the wind is coral.

Jun was in a good mood and ordered people to dig up half of it and send it to the palace.

Yesterday, she looked around the palace, and the pomegranate flowers were mostly blooming, but she always felt that the peony was even better.

The color of the red flower always reminded her of the tear mole in the corner of the little guy's eye.

However, no matter how beautiful the peony is, it can't compare to the corner of the other party's eyes.

If there is any flower in this world that can be compared with it, there is only the endless flowers on the other side of the bridge, which are charming and cold, and are absolutely beautiful, symbolizing death and the sinking of life and life.

Jun Qing retracted his gaze, tidied up his clothes, and walked towards the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion with his feet raised.

The resolute thin lips hook up the arc of pleasure, and we are going to meet again.