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At the bottom of the southern crane, there was a glimpse of the joy of the scheme, but the face was horrified. "Wang Yu forgives sin, and there is no such thing."

When she paused, she was going to make another trouble when she was in the air. She said, "I just got the hint of the prince, I want to pay for the crime, and I advise the king. If you don’t believe it, you can go in person. Ask Wang Ye."

Moshanghua stood up and looked at the Nanhe, who was kneeling in the first position. The ruddy lips were lightly opened. "You are not arbitrarily speculating on the intention of the prince, but also come up with your own ideas. Even if you want to end up right now, this king has no time to play with you. If you want to marry you, you will not be accompanied."

After that, Twilight removed from Nanhe and didn't look at her. He crossed her and left.

From the moment she stood up, the whole person seemed to be wearing a robes that the only emperor could wear. She looked down at the people with an absolute high attitude. The Nanhe was at her feet, as if humble. A small cockroach ant is generally not comparable to her.

Although he did not want to admit it, Nan He had to say that he was really like an ant, which made her strong self-respect and a blow. The ten fingers of the hate were tightly gripped, and the long nails were almost tender. The meat is pierced.

However, when she thought of the vinegar in the flower, she couldn't help but gently raise her lips, and her anger was dissipated in a blink of an eye.

Nothing is spent on flowers, no matter if you guessed it or not, her Nanhe’s purpose today has been successfully achieved.

She has long been clear, even if she is guessing that her purpose today is to deliberately destroy her relationship with Yubei City, but what about it?

The feelings of this thing, she is the most clear.

Even if it is clear that others are deliberately ruined, as long as they hear the beloved man and other women, the heart will be difficult to control the vinegar, and the flower is also a woman, no exception.

Most importantly, as early as before, she once planted a seed about her relationship with Yubei City. In the long run, she will naturally take root and become more and more lush.

As for whether she will know the truth from Yubei City, she is not even worried about it. She knows him. How can he break his important chess because of a woman, and then it will break down more in the future. plan.

Nowadays, she only needs to wait for the flowers on the street because of the vinegar, and continue to argue with the city of Yubei. By that time, it was time for her to be at her mercy.

When she thought of the days when she was abandoned by the North City, she felt a lot better in her heart.

"Side, how are you squatting here?" At the time of thinking, one of the prostitutes assigned to "serving" at Nanhe was holding a raft and hurried in.

"Nothing, but it was only a few words of Wang Hao." Nan He shook his head, but immediately got up, waiting for the prostitute to come over, she was holding the prostitute to get up.

When she got up, she deliberately put most of her weight on the prostitute and made a state of injury to her knees.

"Sidely..." Even so, the prostitute easily lifted her up, and the symbolism brought a bit of worry.

"This is nothing, let's go back." Nanhe bit his lip and walked outside the hall with the help of the prostitute.

"Yes." When the prostitute sees it, it is hard to say anything. However, when he thinks about the things in the raft, he still can't help but have more mouths. "Wang Hao, what about Dong'e Ejiao in this sputum? This is a good gelatin. You are not willing to use it, but still send it now?"

She came here now, because she forgot to bring it when she came out, and she was sent back halfway by Nanhe. This was late, and I didn’t want to miss anything.

"Or don't want to provoke Wang Shuo's upset, go back." Nanhe glanced at the raft, and after careful consideration, it was the way.

The two of them have just left.

......

I have to say that the method of Nanhe is really the most effective and the most deadly.

How can I spend more time in my heart telling myself that I am not credible, but I still fantasize about the past and present of hundreds of Yubei and Nanhe, and my heart is suddenly unable to control the pain. .

The seed that the Nanhe had planted earlier, slowly grew up in her heart, and the tree shrews that had been separated almost smashed her atrium into numerous blood holes, overflowing with a little pain.

The true relationship between Nanhe and Yubei City had to be moved to the countertop. For example, the chaotic lines of the roots were entangled in her heart, which added a sense of sorrow to her heart.

On the stranger's irritability, a pen holder filled with a brush on the top of the book was pushed down. The pen holder suddenly spoiled a table and fell into the ring. Several brushes smashed the ink and rolled it on the table. The book was contaminated with a lot of ink.

The stranger stared at the dark ink on the dark red sandalwood table, only to feel the whole person glimpsed, half a sigh of returning to the gods, can not help but irritably grasp the neat hair of the pull.

She was actually lost in proportion, so she is too much like herself, she must not let herself go.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but close my eyes and tried to drive away the shape of Yubei City from my mind.

However, the more so, the more the shape of the city of Yubei is followed by her, and it can't be broken anyway.

No, no, she has to find something for herself.

Mo Shanghua thought of Yun Ji in the room, and felt that this was a good way to forget the things around. Even if the books were not cleaned up, they directly found their own medicine bags and veiled them to prevent Yunji from seeing himself. Stimulating, this is going to the wing.

At this time, Yun Ji, the injury on the chest is already good, seven seven eight eight, originally because of being sent to a place like a cold palace, and the face that has lost weight, now has some meat, and restored the health and mellow of the past.

The prostitute who took care of Yunji saw the flowers coming from the stranger, and then actively went forward. "Wang Hao, this is the record of Mrs. Yun’s daily food and drink, and medication records for half a month."

This prostitute was chosen by Qin Ya, and she was careful and careful. Qin Ya told her about her instructions. She did it seriously. Every page was extremely neat and detailed. The key points of the record were half-declining. There is no mention of the matter.

Moss spent a slight dagger, took over the book handed over by the prostitute, and looked at it carefully, and could not help but praise: "Not bad."

"Xie Wangxi praised." The prostitute saw the flower head and did not lift it. The look of a very serious look, the eyesight did not say much, only took a ritual, then quietly retreated to the side, waiting for the flowers on the street. Commanded.