2824: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

Lu Xinglan said softly.

Then he got on the horse, his eyes were fierce, and he pulled away by the reins.

To end faster.

Come back sooner.

[Ding, the male lead is ninety-four. 】

Bai Weiwei was sent back to the capital city, and when she entered Lufu, she couldn't go out.

A line of soldiers followed.

Those who didn't know thought the prisoners were escorted.

Favor degree ninety-four.

Rebellion index is zero.

Bai Weiwei said she couldn't be better, she didn't do it well.

Disfigured.

Seeing that one month has passed.

With one and a half months left from the feeder mission, she would be beyond recognition.

Now it's not that you don't fail if you don't want to fail.

Ancient communications are so bad.

After Lu Xinglan went to the border, he almost disappeared.

Not to mention the strategy, it is impossible to pass the message to him.

The system was curious: "What message passed him to rebellion."

Bai Weiwei was expressionless: "I'll go to Yuan Yuan, and give him a green hat. When he gets angry, he will rebel and kill our dogs and men."

System: The host also worked for the branch.

Bai Weiwei sighed: "Unfortunately, don't talk about the news, there is no condition if I want to engage in it, for fear that I will run away.

Because it was so sad, Bai Weiwei decided to free herself from shopping.

I bought a bunch of flowers and was about to go home.

The carriage had gone for a long time and never stopped.

Bai Weiwei: "Well? There are so many detours in the carriage, are the drivers lost?"

System: "No, he just wants to give you a gift."

Bai Weiwei: "?"

System: "Green Hat."

The carriage stopped and the driver disappeared.

Bai Weiwei lifted her car curtain and saw the pavilions, red walls and blue tiles, and the flowers were like brocade.

Royal Palace ...

The young man standing under the carriage, wearing a yellow robe, with a sulky and shameful complexion, was happy because his eyes were clear, diluting the sickly darkness on him.

He seemed a little helpless, seeing the girl looking at him in confusion, he wanted to explain, but he was a little clumsy.

"Well, no, when I saw that you were in a bad mood, I just wanted to get you to relax."

This reason is too perfunctory.

Retreat to the palace.

Isn't it more depressing?

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips without a snoring voice, her charming eyes with a hint of cold emotion.

It's cold though.

It still looks good.

Yuan Zhen took a few steps forward and looked at her quietly for a long time before reaching out his hand: "Wei Wei, do you like it?"

Bai Weiwei didn't snor, but the error in her eyes grew deeper.

She finally responded and wanted to return to the carriage.

But the next moment, he saw Yuanzhang getting on the carriage.

Bai Weiwei immediately whispered, "What are you going to do, I have a married woman, Your Majesty."

It was cold and heavy.

Yuan Zhen had half a foot in his carriage before he stepped into shape.

He looked down, the joy in his eyes was replaced by indifference, and then he whispered softly.

"It won't be any time soon."

He said here, paused for a moment, and said, "You should say, it is the widow of the Lu family."

Bai Weiwei's face turned white, "Your Majesty, please don't talk nonsense."

Yuan Zhen's black eyes were surging with a twisting heat.

He smiled. "Lu Xinglan is dead. He was attacked by the Northland Army and fell into a cliff. A celebration party is underway in Northland."

Although no body was seen, no one was sure if he was dead.

Suspicious Yuan Zhen sent the most powerful killer early to find his body.

Or ... alive Lu Xinglan.

Then kill him again.

Bai Weiwei pursed her lips and looked at him coldly, unbelieving.

Yuan Zhen laughed sneer, and the dark-haired teenager reached out and held her slender white wrist severely, trying to pull her into her arms.

"If you don't believe it, you have to believe it. Lu Xinglan is dead, so ..."

He met her indifferent eyes.

Say it hard and hard.

"You are mine."

Bai Weiwei: This green hat is delivered in time.

System: His ability to weave green hats is not good.

Bai Weiwei: Ha?

System: The thread is too soft to knit.

Bai Weiwei: ...

——

Good night, the last one.

muah.

(End of this chapter)