2825: Wordscapes Uncrossed Winter-Flake 5 Answers

It has always been a cold emperor's palace.

Suddenly lively.

The dispatched maids were even more.

He has always been a young emperor who hates flowers, and suddenly people collect various rare flower plants.

When in Lufu, the teenager deliberately inquired.

She loves making rouge gouache herself.

They are all made with flowers.

Even if she doesn't like artificial jewelry, she likes to spend flowers on the buns.

He also often remembered the scene where they met in the lotus field.

The girl's face was full of smiles.

Later, when he met her several times, he could see her buns carrying flowers more or less.

If someone else scoops up the flowers, they will be overpowered by the conspicuous flowers.

Only on her, Shaohua's perishable petals are just her gorgeous embellishments.

The young emperor was so cautious, examining everything.

I'm afraid it's not good enough without getting a good feedback.

A pair of court ladies came with jewelry, rouge, flowers, and various miscellaneous and beautiful accessories.

They came to a closed door.

The Omiya carefully opened the lock without any sound.

As if afraid of being shocked by someone in the palace.

The palace is where Yuan Zhen lives.

Extraordinarily spacious, the white veil just hung up, floating lightly.

Isolate the prying eyes of the people outside.

The palace lady did not dare to look up and put her things down.

Then he obediently said, "Girl, do you want to change?"

Did not get any response.

Omiya secretly nervous, looked up carefully.

But when I saw the screen, flowers were thrown on the table, and plain fingers fell lightly on the flowers.

The girl's face was calm, her cheek was supported with one hand on her side, her eyes were not emotional, and she looked at the flowers on the table.

Omiya whispered again, "Girl, please change."

Bai Weiwei didn't bother to look at her, after all, she was watching ... the gourd dolls that the system put on her fight against snake spirits.

I heard that the calabash was finished.

You can see the two or three things that Xu Xian, Bai Niangzi, and Fahai have to say.

Bai Weiwei said, well, it looks good.

The Omiya woman was sweating coldly, but she did not dare to think of the command of the emperor.

She came forward and reached out to pull Bai Weiwei.

Bai Weiwei finally looked at her lazily and did not stop.

He was held for three days.

She was actually stunned.

I'm hungry.

It's time for a fate.

Omiya's finger just fell on the back of her hand.

But suddenly I heard a murmur of cold sounds behind me, "Who allowed it, you touched her."

The Omiya woman turned white, her legs softened immediately, and she begged for mercy.

"Sir, the slave is guilty."

Yuan Zhen came in from the outside. The boy in a black robe still had the unhealthy white face.

His eyes were so gloomy that it seemed as if everyone owed him eight million deterrents.

"Come, drag it down."

Did not say how much the rod blame, meaning hit until death.

Bai Weiwei finally dragged her emotions back from the story of the seven brothers loving each other.

She sighed quietly, and the flowers on her fingertips fell to the table.

"Don't kill her, she didn't disrespect me."

Yuan Zhen's somber face suddenly appeared a little surprise.

But he held back.

Instead, Yin Yin said, "She didn't do a good job, and keeping it was waste."

Bai Weiwei sat with her eyes down, her face was slightly, her eyes were cold, and her charming eyes didn't have a hint of intimacy, only her cold indifference.

Yuan Zhen was momentarily seen through her mind.

(End of this chapter)