"Princess, rest early, this hat will be the same tomorrow." A cold wind blew outside the window, Fang'er withdrew her thoughts and persuaded softly.

Wen Yujiao shook her head: "This is the gray wolf Qiu in the north that the prince just rewarded two days ago, and now it is cold, Xiaobao is using it, I want to rush out as soon as possible." ”

Although Lu Lianli has a big name, Wen Yujiao is still used to calling him Xiaobao.

Xiaobao is now lying next to Wen Yujiao, sleeping sweetly, and saliva is flowing onto the pillow.

The door of the bedroom was suddenly pushed open, and the gourd lantern walked in from outside, shaking off the cold.

Since she lent her strength to Wen Yujiao, she has lost a lot of money this month.

"Hulu, where have you been?" Fang'er smiled and asked, "How can you come back?"

Chapter 117 of "The Concubine of the Palace" Life and death are in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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