The old man’s face convulsed and he didn’t know how to answer. Did you tell him that the temple had been taking care of the assassin for days without sleep?
I’ve never seen Yun Er’s heart. Who is missing now? I miss him except him.
Holding hands tightly, I couldn’t wait to get rid of him, but I was afraid that Jingyun would be sad. The two of them went further and further, and even distributed the dragon to him. Have they reached the position of mutual promise for life? No, he didn’t allow it.
Huanlong match is a pair of dragons and a phoenix, which are kept by the emperor and queen from generation to generation and delivered to the father. After Jingyun’s mother princess and Jingyun’s father died, Mingfengpei went from the father’s hand to his hand. How can they let others get in and ruin his appearance? Although it is more panic.
He sent a killer to attack Jing Yun in disguise to worry his father and then protect his favorite seven sons. Even if his father didn’t agree, he had to obey the wishes of his mother’s ministers. Without the throne, the only thing that can protect Jing Yun is that he is not afraid of the threat of the emperor. How can an emperor fail to understand that Jing Yun will not compromise? He is ready for him to give up. Who knows that there will be a Jing Yun who cares about the assassin and can leave now?
Keep an eye on them.
My father-in-law was so cold that he finally got rid of it and trembled back.
The cold water at night in the imperial city is as heavy as ice, and people have different minds.
Chapter 1 Fuze Burned
Jing Yun’s Three-Year Scenery Embroiders the National Territory.
border town
It’s been two years since I went to Qiu Lai in spring. It seems particularly cold this winter, which makes people want to hide under the covers and not come.
But it seems that people are the exception.
Jing Yun got up early as usual, breathing fresh air and thinking quietly in the courtyard.
The plum blossoms on the branches are pretty and fragrant, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Suddenly there was a noise behind him, and not surprisingly, a figure hung firmly on him and refused to come
Jingyun’s heart was broken, but he patted his head behind him and behaved badly.
Hanging in Jingyun’s body is a NO FENG フウカ who looks like twenty male knife-shaped eyebrows with good eyes. He looks at Jingyun with a stupid smile on his face and smiles like a baby. His eyes are full of attachment.
It’s hard to imagine that 20 men and women can still smile like this, but the fact is in front of you in vain because all the men in Tsinghua are idiots.
Seeing the man clinging to Jing Yun, he raised his head, his hair was unkempt, and his head was almost coquetry. He didn’t say anything, and Shanghai was very good. Look, Shanghai clothes are all his own.
He also showed off his sleeves and showed that he was not lying.
See the old slave who hurried behind the language Shanghai. Shanghai has been hung in the report. Why can’t you keep your mouth shut? What if the naughty spirit is angry with the report? Although the report seems to have never been angry so far, it has always been a cold and faint iceberg, but that doesn’t mean that the report doesn’t mind. A big man always pounces on the report and refuses to think about it. It’s embarrassing to think about it. If the report hasn’t got married yet, what girl is willing to follow the report? The more she thinks, the more she is, the less she is worried about the old slave.
Report pardon small didn’t take good care of the old slave quickly bent over respectfully salute again afraid report blame before thinking.
It’s hard to see him as usual. Jing Yun didn’t get angry, but nodded calmly and told him to go.
Although the old slave is worried about the language of Shanghai, he suffers from the fact that he can’t retreat. Hutt pesters the report and no one can pull it tightly.
Jing Yun Naidi Lala Shanghai beckoned him to come.
Shanghai shook his head stiffly. Later, he saw that Jingyun seemed to be angry. He crept obediently from his body and glanced at Jingyun from time to time with his big eyes.
This Grinch is always so full of energy, as if he will never end his energy. I really don’t know if it was right or wrong to save him at the beginning.
When I was in a trance, I went all the way through a cliff, and suddenly a man floated from the head, which startled the people around me, because the man fell straight towards Jingyun, who seemed to be meditating and didn’t find the crisis coming.
What a coincidence! Unfortunately, this man landed in front of Jing Yun. He consciously went to pick him up. He brought horses with him and both of them tumbled to the ground. Both of them suffered a lot of injuries. Jing Yun broke a rib, and the human language in Shanghai seemed to be poisoned. Although he didn’t suffer from any skin injury, he was in a coma, but when he woke up, no one could recognize it. He had to take good care of him all the way and somehow gave him a name, Luoyu Shanghai.
It’s always a lot of trouble to take him with you, but I’m so happy that I don’t know if my skin itches. Every time I want to get angry, I see him smiling like a puppy and my anger disappears.
Jingyun went to the side of the stone table and sat on it. The stone table was already cold, and the tea was sipped lightly, which was elegant and luxurious.
Shanghai winked and saw Jingyun was not really angry. Curiously, Shanghai also wanted to drink. Shanghai was thirsty and gently pulled up Jingyun’s sleeve and shook it slightly.
Jing Yun didn’t say, but he didn’t say, no, but the fingers of the teacup beat regularly on the stone table when he let go.
At the sight of this scene, Shanghai knew that Jing Yun was going to settle accounts after the fall. Whoops, is it necessary? He didn’t mean it.
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