Chapter 2296 Princess's Cardinal Commander (82)

Then there is the vivid sound of Bai Weiwei.

"The medicine is to drink by yourself, and the left hand is good."

Li Mo: "The left hand suddenly hurts, and I can't take the bowl."

Bai Weiwei: "Love not drink."

Li Mo’s voice was tragic. “Do you still blame me and don’t forgive me.”

Fang Zhishi: "..."

Who is this neuropathy? This is a kind of stupidity. Who wants to break into the kennel? Who is it?

Since Li Mo woke up, I knew Bai Weiwei forgave him.

Every day, he comes out with a tragic drama that you want to hit him.

Good to take the sympathy of Bai Weiwei.

Li Mo: "Hey... you don't hurt me."

Fang Chengshi looked desperate: "..."

Then Fang Xiaoyun heard the sound of the sword, and Bai Weiwei’s cold and incomparable sound rang.

"Suddenly, I feel that you are too uncomfortable to forgive you. You still have to die."

Then there is the rhetoric of Li Mo holding his thigh. "A Wei, I don't dare, I will give you a massage and a shoulder."

Bai Weiwei: "Roll."

Fang Yunyun silently held the quilt and turned back.

The protagonist is onset again, he just wants to die when he listens.

Hey, what does the princess forgive him for?

It is the sword that will kill the wolf heart and the dog's lungs.

Lest now, like the brain, there is a disease, out of disgusting sentient beings.

The former Li Mo was naive and narcissistic.

But at least IQ is still online.

The result is now, I want to poke him, don't explain.

With this kind of master, he can't afford this face.

Bai Weiwei spread a pile of folds with no expression, beautiful and beautiful side, serious and calm.

Li Mo himself finished the medicine and carefully looked at Bai Weiwei.

In fact, he still has no confidence in his heart.

Worried that Bai Weiwei was only impressed by him for a while, and he would hate him afterwards.

Therefore, during this time, I was injured and automatically reversed my IQ and age to three years old.

How to spoil how to come.

A lot of love, so that Bai Weiwei can see him, the more he hates it.

He leaned against the bed and watched her bow down on the table next to him, seriously revising the memorial.

The three-year-old emperor, the turbulent Chaoyang Hall, and the cowardly Queen Mother.

If no one is in charge, this country will become a mess.

Li Mo was seriously injured, Bai Weiwei casually said that he would hand over important important events to the court, and he immediately gave it.

When the queen did not die, she handled a lot of these things.

After the death of the empress, before Li Mo did not seize power, she was also dealing with these.

So no one doubts her ability to handle things.

The only worry is to deal with these things and bring power.

Li Mo's eyelashes are draped, deep and deep, and quietly watching Bai Weiwei handle these.

Bai Weiwei put down the fold, and for a moment, he looked up and said: "This year's flood, who are you going to deal with?"

Li Mo was pale, with a smile on his lips, with a hint of cowardly beauty.

"His Lord will be the master, and the ministers will listen to His Royal Highness."

Bai Weiwei looked up and stared at him, and there was a trace of examination in his eyes, alert, and more doubts.

Li Mo let her watch, the smile of the corner of her mouth, but more brilliant and lovely.

How long she has been, staring at him without such calmness.

Not bored, just turning a blind eye.

Finally, it is worthwhile to do so much to get her back to a dull look.

Bai Weiwei coveted, recently the spirit is enough, the cheeks are more blushing, unusually beautiful.

She is light: "Well."

(End of this chapter)