Chapter 2287 Princess's Cardinal Commander (73)

Fang Qingyun carefully suggested, "If you don't, you will be sent away."

Obviously, Xiao Liu should be flustered, and every day, people will wander in front of the princess.

Li Mo was silent, and finally he whispered wrongly and said: "She is happy."

Fang Qingyun: "..."

The master of the trough himself is so incompetent in the imperial court that he is rampant.

When I got home, I was wronged to be like a little daughter-in-law.

Li Mo lowered his head and walked over.

Bai Weiwei did not see him.

Li Mo still licked his face and put away his own suffocation, and the gloom in his eyes disappeared.

He showed a lovely and pure smile.

"A Wei, is it so big under the snow today, is it painting?"

Bai Weiwei looked up at him lazily, waiting for him to be happy, she smiled coldly.

Then she removed her eyes and did not say anything.

She ignored him and he was used to it.

Li Mo had a hard time and continued to work hard.

He squeezed Xiaoliu and smiled and said, "I will paint too. Can I paint a picture for Awei?"

Xiaoliu was squeezed to almost fell out.

Li Mo has arbitrarily smashed the painting of Xiao Liu as a piece of waste paper and threw it on the ground.

Then he smiled and was cute.

He spread the paper and just wanted to draw her.

As a result, Bai Weiwei whispered: "Small six, let's see flowers."

Xiaoliu immediately jumped up and happily ran to push the wheelchair.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Then he pushed Bai Weiwei and flew away.

Li Mo stayed on the spot, holding a pen, and staring at Bai Weiwei and the little monk.

Fang Xueyun looked scared and scared.

Worried that Li Mo would not draw a sword.

During this time, in order to eliminate the alien party, Li Mo was full of anger.

The blood in the prison, it is a bucket and a bucket.

The sorrowful jade face Shura.

In the princess palace, how can you fight for a pet to fail, and the same is the poor pity that is sent to the cold palace?

Li Mo licked his thin lips, and his face couldn’t tell the uncomfortable feeling.

The paintings in his paintings are still clear.

Even if she has already left.

He still painted her.

Beautiful girl, leaning against the chair, her eyes are clear.

The blushing lips of the blush are even more amazing.

As if I saw the girl in the painting, sweet called him.

"Little Ali, the little Ali of this palace."

Li Mo was staring at the painting and his eyes were red.

There was a trembling in his voice. "She still refuses to forgive me."

Even if it is softened, it is only a few.

She blames him.

Hate him.

How could he not know?

Everything has been done to make her happy.

Even the little six, he also tolerated.

Li Mo’s thin lips trembled, and he looked up at Fang Qingyun.

"Is it better to find a few beautiful teenagers and let Awei be happy?"

Fang Qingyun: "..."

Lying in the trough, this is simply a yellow-faced woman who can't hold her husband's heart, looking for a bunch of beautiful little beggars outside.

Come to please your husband, so that you can get a little grateful grace.

The party adviser was shocked to be speechless in the face of becoming the lord of the blame.

He said: "I think that the princess is still angry, but even if you look for a beautiful boy, after all, the more teenagers, the less attention you give to you?"

So simple.

Everyone knows.

Li Mo smiled bitterly, his lips curled up and he looked down at the painting.

He painted slowly and again.

The girl has more things around her and she draws it clearly.

It is an iron cage.

"I think more, shut her up completely and let her see no one, so she can't laugh at others."

(End of this chapter)