MTL - The Beloved Imperial Consort-Chapter 336 Pulse

Shengjing Sufu.

Su Bowen only faintly glanced at the news of the emperor's house, and he was already disappointed with the daughter of Su Shirou. The emperor wanted to reapply to him, and the grace that he gave to him could not be grasped. This time, Shu Shu was named after her Highness and her predecessor, and she was "unfortunate." The noble person gave him a lift without knowing him. This daughter, he only used to respect his wife and protect her life.

I wrote a letter to the pro-book, and I was very humble and shy in the letter. I personally pleaded guilty to the Sixth House and received the crime of "teaching a woman without a party." The people in the hall were swaying. He was the emperor's confidant, only looking at Yuan Chengdi's face. The emperor not only had trust in the Six Dynasties, but also told the family's Shangshufang Qinglin to send medicines to Xicheng from the waterway. In this case, he would have to be more respectful to the Sixth Highness, and he would not be distracted.

In the north of the city of Gita, outside the Dongchengmen, two merchants carrying camels, through the gates of the fence, stayed for half an hour and looked around the city. He also gave the money to the soldiers who were defending the city. He was pushed by the sergeant who was impatient with him to inquire about the companion news in the city. He was eager to catch people, and he happened to run into a group of people who carried more than 70 The stinky dead body came out of the city.

Outside the city, anxiously inquiring about the news, people who tried to find friends and relatives to see the horrible situation, where they dared to stay outside, have stunned their mouth and nose and swallowed. Before the two merchants pulled the goods, they hurried away, and the cloak wrapped in the body was thrown away by the road.

Exploring his head, Mu Xiyao looked at the two people from the city's head and looked terrified, leaning against Zong Zhenglin's arms and smiling. The imperial court spy is really fun. It’s like this kind of greed and fear of death.

"Mobei people believe in the gods. The plague is scattered, as if it is a punishment." Her waist and limbs, the two rely on the city, did not let others accompany.

Provoking her to be screamed by the wind, Zong Zhenglin’s long fingers took her hair behind her ear. "When you look at the excitement, you will go down earlier. It is very windy here."

"I still want to wait." Turned around his waist, his small head leaned against his chest. "The wind can be avoided in the arms of the temple, not afraid." Rarely smashing the scenery outside, the desert is solitary, wide and distant. I have been in the backyard for a long time, and I like it so much when I look at such a vast landscape.

Shaking off the cloak will protect her whole person in front of her chest, Zong Zhenglin's jade crown is high, and her face is glory. Looking down at her, she looked like a rogue, and stuck to him tightly. The little man in front of him was soft and soft, and it was really unbearable for her.

"Don't be afraid of the wind and rough cheeks?" When I came out, I picked up three picks and spent a lot of time to choose a face towel. I will be happy at this moment, and I still remember how to mutter.

"Oh, I am accompanying my grandfather outside. If the face is sinned, it will damage the color of the singer. Your dear should be distressed." Jiao Drip his chest, his eyes are awkward.

If he did not force her to accompany her, she should sit in a rocking chair in Xicheng and yawn under the sun. It’s rare to have a leisure time, and the Sixth High School specializes in stirring her good things. This man can't see her alone.

"I will return to Moganling tomorrow morning? I will follow you back to the military camp and wait for the disease, but where should I place it?" The news was released and it was all over the place. Lin female officer should not be too close to His Royal Highness, this errand, and fell to the "Mrs. Muxi".

Mu Xiyao thinks that this identity is exchanged for her to be alone, the big boss is sick and only rely on the couch to strategize, how to see more leisure than her.

Why did she go with him, but she was the one who was so busy? The people in the city are really hateful...

This time with him, he also curious to see how this man is arranged in Gita City. I really saw it, but she was shocked. Do not say that the Mobei spy did not dare to look at it, it is close to the inspection, it is really the real rot of the body.

The Mobei defenders who had been killed before the siege were only changed by his face, and because the body was spoiled for more than ten days, he could distinguish his face.

When he attacked Gita, he thought of this move early. This is very resistant, Mu Xiyao does not recognize himself.

"It's not just a close-up waiter, what does Jiaojiao think of?" Because she has a reputation for being romantic, she can't be worthy of her name. Zong Zhenglin will be willing.

When the topic is inexplicable, it is extremely dangerous to take the call. Mu Xiyao is clever and shuts up only slightly red.

But when it comes to the situation, especially to the mouth, the little woman is always shy, and Zong Zhenglin’s eyes flashed, and she loved her at this time.

Caressing her hair, the light in the depths of her eyes is extinguished. Yesterday's covert, Zong Zhenglin now wants to come to see his backyard woman, except her, is actually a game of a face.

The emperor’s house ignored his ban and rushed to the front. Now he has a clear life, and he really wants him to look at him. The phoenix eyes are frosty, and the woman next to the six princes does not care about her, but she does not allow his nominal woman to give him a faceless face. When I read this, I have a temptation to think about what this person really cares about.

"If you really encounter an epidemic, you will be willing to serve the disease?" The man is very deep and his expression is extremely focused.

"Nature is willing." Without hesitation, Mu Xiyao firmly insisted that Zong Zhenglin would not shake his eyes.

"Hey, the man on the apex of His Royal Highness is your treasure. You are gone, can this treasure be a treasure?" Jian'an is gone, who is she going to be? The former man, but she spent a lot of effort to get stuck, there is the last life-saving remedy, it is a thousand miles away, she has to fight to save his life!

Zong Zhenglin was impressed by her eyes. She hadn’t had time to talk to her ear, so I’m close to it, and I’m listening to this woman’s scenery.

"But your Highness, if you are a favorite again, if you can get what you want in the future, remember that you are too bold, and at that time, Mo said that you would call it."

This is a slap in the face, nothing more than "I haven't lived enough, you don't appreciate the funeral."

Knowing this has made him jealous, but now she is not afraid. With the question of the former child, she honestly admitted that she was afraid of death, and it would only make her statement more sincere and sincere.

Blocking her chest in one breath, she was almost mad at her. Zong Zhenglin Feng Feng caught fire and stared at her how she couldn’t clean up. Just how to teach in the end, the six halls did not have an idea.

This little heartless, she will not vomit and vomit, she will not live.

"You are not angry, if you are uncertain, you will walk in front of you, and you will not be able to breathe you." Not to mention okay, called Zong Zhenglin listened to his ear, only feels extremely useless, the face is even more ugly. .

I couldn't help but get angry, but I was so refined by the grind, and softly kissed him.

"In fact, I just want to say, but if you still live well, you will go to the next place, and you will not leave."

This sentence is very powerful, the admiration of the woman is really born with the six halls. Her chest was so sweet and greasy, and she smothered a love story. I did not see the stagnation, but instead gave birth to some lingering tenderness. Some of my heart was swollen, and the six halls tasted the taste of love.

Zong Zhenglin still has a cold Su still on his face. In his eyes, she alone reflects her figure. Twilight, it seems that she is not enough, so she stares straight at people, as if she wants to earn a heart, is satisfied.