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The left lady seems to be blocked by an invisible force, and can no longer enter the range of one meter of the left green body!

Zuo Qingying’s eyes were deep and he looked at the left lady.

Because the copper bird has been taking care of her left, she is very clear that her own saint is a disgusting look.

The left lady’s arms still kept her original position, but the left green scorpion had already crossed her, and the cold body ran into the yard.

The left lady seems to have been slap in the palm of her hand and kneel in the same place.

"What are you doing? Keep up!" The left man hurriedly reminded her.

The left lady’s heart was so sad.

Five years ago, Zuo Qinglan, although proud and cold, was not as cold and arrogant as she is now, and her left lady was hurt. She whispered: "She..."

The left-winger glanced at her: "She is now the Virgin of Biyun Palace! It is in Biyun Palace, and it is second only to the existence of the palace. Do you think that you are still a little girl in your arms?"

The left lady soon returned to God. Indeed, the current left-handedness is the strong king of the spirit, and the entire monarchy is also a famous surname. Who is the third generation so outstanding? Thinking of this, Mrs. Zuo’s heart was slightly better.

Originally she thought, after she left, she would complain to her niece for the first time, telling her that Feng Dance had killed her brother, brother and sister, but now...

The left-winger reminded her: "The initiative is not good, you have to wait for her to think about it, the effect will be the best!"

The left lady thinks too.

But the left lady left and waited for the right, and did not wait for Zuo Qingyi to mention her brother and sister, even the brother did not mention a sentence... The left lady only felt cold in the heart.

The left family was diligent to the left, but the left green was as if it was just a visitor's shop. After entering the yard, he closed the door and thanked the guests.

The Tongque is the singer of Biyun Palace, but not the left family, so she has no feelings for the left family.

Feng Yi Yuan.

At the gate of the courtyard, Zuo Qing’s brow was close.

"It's too noisy." Zuo Qingyi felt annoyed when he thought of the eager eyes of the tribe.

The copper bird knows that her own lady is dust-free, proud and cold, and does not put these evil worlds in her eyes. When she says: "If the saint is not comfortable, let's go to Biyunge?"

Biyunge is the branch of Biyun Palace in the Imperial Capital. It has its own human and material resources for the deployment of the Virgin.

Zuo Qingyi returned to the emperor, the only person he wanted to see was...

"You go to send a note." Zuo Qingyi personally wrote a book.

Tongque saw his own saints bathing and changing clothes and washing hands, and finally carefully chopped off the pen, and the flowers were written with great care. After half an hour, they wrote a note.

Her heart was amazed.

When you know that your own saint is in Biyun Palace, it seems that you don't care about everything. Everything is empty, but now it is so serious for a visit!

This note... Who is it for?

If it is in the past, where will Zuo Qingyi be hands-on? But at this moment, she seriously folded the paper squarely, and actually caught a piece of pale red rose petals, smelling fragrant, sweet and silky.

After personally sealing it, Zuo Qingyi ordered the Tongque: "You go to the Prince's House and hand over this note to the hand of the Prince."

"Under the Palace of the Kings? Is that the magnificent and magnificent world of the Prince of the Kings?" The movement of the Tongque heart, the eyes flashed instantly!