MTL - The Beloved Imperial Consort-Chapter 345 select

Only then has a moment, her chest is slightly warm...

She knew what he thought, so she did the show in an instant. Naturally, even if she is not moved, in the end he will not be how she will be. However, it is difficult to protect the seeds from burying them. Men, especially emperors, can't be slack when they get along with each other.

"It is not only a guess, but it will not be known for a few days. The temple will go to other places with a delicate charm." After caressing her back, Zong Zhenglin said that she would know her after the trip. The military is secret, so it has not been specified.

"Chengqing Chengyou can also follow?"

"Missing my son?" Kissing her side neck, this time it is deserved. "Go with it. It is too far away, and the temple is not at ease."

Too far? That is to say... Mu Xiyao propped up his arm and placed his face on him. "How long is it still? How do you place Wan and Zhang?"

It won't be... Mu Xiyao coveted for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he rarely said soft words with him. "His Royal Highness, can Zhang's illness be rehabilitated?" Zong Zhenglin took her away, and the situation did not need to be guessed.

This place - critical.

Feng eyes stared at her for a moment, and the man’s words were ridiculous. “When is Jiaojiao interested in thinking about irrelevant people.”

You are willing to say. In the Najin House, there is a famous head, which is the woman of the Six Dynasties.

The little hand held his well-defined face, and the lips slowly fell on the tip of Zong Zhenglin. With warm and warm air, the fingertips reveal some lingering. "In the future, His Royal Highness will surely get what he wants. He will pick up a few people who have to use it early. He will take up your high position. You don't have to be cheap and fresh and tender."

There is no virtue in the words, but she speaks frankly, and it seems that she is fighting for her.

The people in front of him are spoiled with him, and the six halls are really used. Listening to her words and ignorance, only Zong Zhenglin's heart is a bit hot. This ghostly spirit, obviously feels that Zhang is still honest, not to mess with her, but he can turn to the bend and show him. Although careful thinking can not cover it, but this is beautiful, Zong Zhenglin is happy to take it.

"At the latest, the sun and the sun are seven or eight. If you should ask for it, how can you thank the temple?" She did not mention Wanshi, and she could see that the woman was not seen by her. At this point, it coincides with him.

Thank you? Your Highness, you look at you, don’t think so. As he sat on his lap, his skirt and his ankles came out. So gently throwing it, I saw the bright red embroidered shoes embroidered with a hundred openers deliberately kicked away. Set the feet of white snot socks, hook and smack, slowly licking his long legs...

In the camp, the demon girl is bad, and the natural atmosphere becomes intriguing.

Wan Shi followed Zhu Jin holding a baggage. The one who is the master of the master is the first to do it, and the low-headed eyebrows are well-regulated and well-behaved. The master and the servant came to the main account, and when they did not open their mouths, they asked Ye Daren to pass it through, and they were first raised by Ye Kai and stopped.

"There is a command from the Highness, and no one can disturb at this moment. Please forgive sins."

When I was in the mood, I was splashed with cold water, and Wan Jingwen was a little bit stunned. "Ye Daren can know when His Highness is empty? He personally made a two-legged robes with his Highness, and received a sole. He was thinking about seeing His Royal Highness and trying it out. If it is not fit, it is better to take it back and change it." It’s not polite, it’s very polite to the leaves.

Straight back, the leaves open dark and bitter. When the master is finished, he is really inaccurate about this matter. “Would you not come back at dinner?”

Wan Jingwen didn't want her to put down the shelf and treat it with courtesy. In exchange for the person in front of me, she would not disclose it. Of course, she knew that Zong Zhenglin was bound to be empty at dinner. Now she is going so far, but she wants to find more opportunities to get closer to her Highness.

"So, you can't bother with it." Fang Yi turned and his face fell. This snobbery thing, she did not believe that the woman came over, Ye Kai is also a business official, not a perfect posture.

Just a few steps, I suddenly heard the sound of women playing in the camp. This unsatisfactory complexion changes instantly. The military camp is heavy, except for Zhang’s wood man, which one can be in the camp! This will be the son of the woman in the nest, laughing so openly, Wan Jingwen thinks about it.

It is no wonder that Zong Zhenglin ordered that no one should disturb, originally to be intimate with the woman! Occupy the ability to get close to the six halls at any time, actually ruined the results of her hard work in the daytime!

The mouth should allow her to make some convenience. If she really has the heart, she should give up the position, not just use it when she is not with her. The net is the perfunctory effort.

It seems that she does not disclose some useful information about her, and the woman is not willing to give the benefits in vain.

At dinner, Zong Zhenglin was invited to a banquet for a few days to train the soldiers. Without this fat in front of him, Wan’s plan was to use a table with Zhang’s table in the camp for several hours.

Shantou is still clothing, but a sergeant outside the camp has brought in a food box, saying that the lady specifically ordered that the two of them should be added to the food.

Wanshi is not moving, only Zhang’s opening will call a plate of golden silk simmered in the side, and a plate of small bean cake will be placed in front of her.

"It is a special trip, but she is also a good intention. My sister does not taste?" There can be cakes in the military camp, and I want to be the royal grace.

The woman is clearly showing off. Wan Jingwen passed the cold eyes and waved to stop the silver chopsticks that Zhu Jin extended to the small bean cake. "The eyes of the scorpion are a little dry, and the bowl of porridge moistens the throat."

Which one is not living in the backyard here, how can I not know what her words mean. Zhang’s words were not smiling, but he chopped his chopsticks and burned the wheat. He felt that the taste was still good and he tasted the bean cake.

Then, if the woman does not look up, why not go with her own. It is delicious and delicious.

"How?" In the coach's camp, Mu Xiyao put down the tableware and quietly raised his eyes to wait for Ye Kai.

"The master, eating is to send you in the past according to your instructions. Just Wan Wan is not right, Zhang Zhang moved two chopsticks."

The corners of the mouth are faintly curved. Do not say that her heart, the same food, the woman chose to fight her.

"Follow the next thing, remember to be careful."

Ye Kai respectfully leaned back and slammed down, the curtains hang down, can not help but licked his hands and cold sweat.

On the early morning of the next day, Zhang’s side was rushing to report, saying that Zhang Wei’s sudden high fever was now confusing. Wan Jingwen in the same room was scared. Since she left Beijing, she has taken pills all the way, and she is afraid that she will not be able to survive if she gets sick. The doctor of the pharmacy deliberately swears that the medicine is actually very effective, but be careful, be sure to contact the patient less.

Now Zhang is inexplicably hot, is it accidentally provoked the epidemic?

After waiting for the pulse of the Chinese medicine doctors, the talents took a breath. Fortunately, it is not an epidemic, but it is cold in the night. Although people have no worries about their lives, they can be physically lacking. It is a good place to be raised.

Zong Zhenglin got the news from Ye Kai early in the morning, and Feng Mu stayed for a moment in a woman who was still sleeping sweet. The sword is tall and she is very quick to start.

In the morning of this day, Zhang Wei, who came to the station for a few days, even though he was responsible for the illness, he was not able to help himself. He was sent back to Xicheng by His Royal Highness and was quietly nursed in the museum.