Liu Wei looked at the pitiful cry of Qiu Lan, and said sympathetically: "The Queen Mother, this thing is also no wonder that the girl of Lan, blame the demon girl, we must find a way to remove the demon girl, the small hall can be safe, the harem of Nanling can be peaceful ""

Qiulan said in horror: "Liu Wei, this matter is absolutely impossible. His Majesty has lost his mind by the demon girl. If we remove the demon girl, our majesty will not only be furious, but also heartbroken."

"Don't let the demon girl continue to swear in the harem? Yesterday she snatched the small hall, maybe now secretly murdering the small hall. After harming the small hall, maybe it will poison the queen. It is a demon girl, she does not She will not give up when she turned the palace of Nanling upside down."

Liu Wei continued: "Lan girl, Liu Wei knows that your girl is kind and has a true affection for her majesty. Even if it is for His Royal Highness, you can't back down. The demon girl is more powerful. After all, the Queen Mother is his own mother, old. The slave believes that his majesty will not be bad for the queen."

Qiu Lan stunned and looked at Liu Wei with amazement. The old man was very happy with the Queen Mother. He especially liked the Nangong Mo. The most important thing was that the old man was carefully selected for the Queen Mother. The old palace, the mind and the means are first-class.

Qiulan is very clear, as long as the old man knows that Xiao Yu will hurt the Nangong Mo and the Queen Mother, this old man will definitely shoot and help her.

The right hand of the Queen Mother was supported by Liu Wei. Her fingers gradually tightened, her eyebrows were wrinkled, and the layers were folded, as if she was ten years old.

"Liu Wei said that it is not bad. The mourner will never let the demon girl abuse the ink. Even if the mourner is killed and fight with the demon woman, the mourning family will not allow her to harm the ink." The Queen Mother is determined to be cold. Channel: "Liu Wei, help the mourners get up, mourn the family, then go to find a child, the mourners have to look at it, whether the child will really be for the demon girl, even the grief of the old life is ignored."

Qiulan looked at the Queen Mother from the Jinfeng chair, and her heart moved. The bottom of the glimmer flashed a dark sneer. I didn't expect to come to the Queen Mother here. The effect was beyond her expectation.

......

"Mother, girl, you see, this is what Moh did."

Nangong ink ran to Xiao Qian's front and extended his small hand. A small wooden horse that looked unskilled and even rough appeared in front of Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu saw the clear eyes of Nangong ink flashing for the praise of the gloss, her mouth smiled slightly, squatted down and looked at him.

"Ink is really smart."

Nangong Mo is a child who is innocent and cute. Xiao Yu is deeply in love with this child. She raises her hand and licks his head, and praises him without hesitation.

"Is the girl like it?"

Xiao Yu smiled and nodded.

Nangongmo was very happy and stuffed the little wooden horse into the hands of Xiao Yu: "Give it to the goddess."

Xiao Xiao smiled and looked at the little Trojan in his hand and asked casually: "Is the ink like a horse?"

If you don't like it, why is this child carving a small Trojan?

Nangong Mo likes to stick to Xiao Yu, his head is low, and the arm raised from Xiao Yu is drilled into her arms. The white tender little hand surrounds her neck.

"Ink likes the goddess, the goddess, do you take the ink with the children? Is it good to want to ride a horse?"

Xiao Yu’s Nangong Mo was spoiled in her arms, and her heart was clear. It turned out that this child sent her a small Trojan for this reason.

"it is good."

"Mother, you are good to Moo." Nangongmo is very happy. The little mouth sips in Xiaoyan's face. He said with a dance: "Ink knows where the horse is? There is a little red horse, goddess." Just ride it with the ink!"

Xiao Yan's face was uploaded with a soft touch. She squinted a little and looked at the happy expression of Nangong Mo. This pair of eyes like Nangong's eyes bent like a string of moons.

The child is still young, his kiss is pure and flawless. If Xiao Yu blames him, he seems to think more.

Xiao Yu came directly to the horse with Nangong Mo, and Nangong ink cheered, raising his hand to look after the slaves of the horse, and directly named Xiaohongma.

"Under the small hall, this little red horse may not be necessary. It is difficult to change in the wild. It has been sent for three months. No one can tame it. If this animal hurts you, the slave will have three heads and six arms, and it will not be enough to cut it. !! Xiao Huangmen, who is watching Ma Rong, said with fear.

"But ink likes it." Nangong ink licked his eyes and looked at Xiao Huangmen sadly: "Ink guarantees that if the ink is hurt by a little red horse, the ink will not let the father slash your three heads and six arms. You will take the little red horse out and let the girl ride with the ink for a little while?"

"This... this... under the small hall, you should not be a slave again." Xiao Huangmen was a little dumbfounding.

If there is something wrong with the small hall, he will be guilty of sinning, and when he is kneeling, he will not listen to the small hall.

Xiao Yu heard Nan Gongmo's child-speaking language, and laughed. She saw that Nangong ink could not cry like a little red horse, and her heart flashed distressed.

"You will take the little red horse out! I am there, there will be no accident under the small hall." Her cultivation, protecting a child or protecting the living, seeing Xiao Huangmen still hesitating, she coldly said: "If something happens under the small hall, I will bear all the consequences and will not be implicated in you."

The little girl called the woman's maiden, the woman's identity is ready to come out, how can Xiao Huangmen be offended? Hearing Xiao Yu said that he did not dare to defy Xiao Yu.

"Yes, slaves, this will take the little red horse out."

The little red horse was pulled out, and the clear eyes of Nangong ink stared at the little red horse, and stretched out the small hand, trying to touch its beautiful jujube mane.

The horse's eyes are unruly, revealing a wild nature, not a horse that is easily tamed, nor is it so easy to be touched.

Sure enough...

Nangong Mo had not touched its mane, and suddenly he lifted his hoof and kicked it toward the South Palace.

"Be careful, under the small hall."

Xiao Huangmen screamed in horror. At this moment, he regretted it very much and regretted bringing the wild red horse that had not changed.

Nangong Mo did not expect that the little red horse would bounce the horseshoe, and the tender little face still had an excited smile.

Xiao Yu seems to be precautionary. On one side of the body, avoiding the horseshoe, holding Nangong ink, flying on the back of the little red horse, the finger did not catch the reins, but grabbed the mane on the neck, and quickly swung the back of the hand. Road, leaned over and said next to the horse.

"Little Red Horse, you better give me a little more honest, if not, I will let you half-length, tomorrow will become the next dish on the dinner table."

Xiaohongma raised his horseshoes in anger and wanted to drop the wicked woman on his back. Who knows, the neck has a sharp pain in the flesh and tears, and the abominable woman caught its mane.

The little red horse recovered and turned into a bouncing. The woman on the back did not know what method to use, like a dog skin plaster, stuck to it.

"Ha ha ha... The goddess is so powerful, so good."

Nangong Mo was not afraid at Xiao Yu’s arms. He excitedly danced his small hand and applauded Xiao Xiao.

At this time, a long figure appeared not far away, black staring at Xiao Yu on the horse back, and Nan Gong Mo in her arms.