: Strategies · Jun Evening (middle)

In the wing room, sandalwood lingers.
Lin Lang was resting on Jun Wan's knees, casually playing with the Buddhist beads in her hand.
In the afternoon sunlight, through the grain of the window lattice, the whole string of Buddhist beads presents a maroon-red luster, which is warm and divine.
Lin Lang laughed playfully, "Dajing Buddha sect is full of luxuriant incense, but this Eichhornia Bodhi can only be worn by the commander. My sister, it seems that you are Jane in the emperor's heart."
When imperial power became the supreme symbol, the love of the leaders became the only weighing standard, and any secular things could not escape the imprint of private ownership.
This string of Eichhornia Bodhi is no exception. It was tributed by the flatterer, and since then it has been left in front of the Buddha and worn on the hands of the venerable. And the Venerable, because of selfish desire and partiality, favored the person next to his pillow, so the Bodhi bud eyes opened on Jun Wan's wrist.
Lin Lang was finally relieved.
Her sister Ah Wan is indeed not bad.
Dajing's rules are simple, although not as strict as it should be, the fact that a queen with a foreign surname can even wear a Bodhi, is enough to prove the weight of the emperor's love.
But when Splashing's favor came to Jun Wan's eyes, only cold mockery remained.
Jane in Emperor Heart?
"What's so strange about the king being able to give me the Eichhornia Bodhi today, and the paper kite swing for my concubine the day after tomorrow?" Jun Wan wears this thing, just to remind himself all the time-you see, Siluo leans against the tree. So there is no room for choice.
In fact, she least believes in Buddha.
I also hate Buddha the most.
That's just a puppet put out by those in power in order to win the hearts of the people.
What the five aggregates of past and present lives are empty, what is the boundless sea of ​​bitterness lay down the butcher knife
All nonsense.
In troubled times, if a woman's heart is too soft and not sharp, how can she deal with these wolves and tigers? She put down the butcher knife, it is tantamount to being slaughtered!
Xie Xiangfeng held her hand and said affectionately that she was his lifelong confidant.
Jun Wan acted his own queen role, but just wanted to laugh.
confidant? The Emperor Hongchen, who hugs the left and the right, knows what a confidant is?
Her ambition, her persistence, the pain she carried in her flesh and blood... he knew?
He doesn't know, he doesn't know a bit!
But she knew.
Her Lin Lang knows.
From the blood-stained prison cart to the deep palace of Jiu Chongchun, they are the people who know each other best.
No one can pass her.
Jun Wan lowered his head, and no accident saw a section of the snow-blue sword.
Nowadays, the little girl is so expensive, but she always wears her "love token", even if it has faded.
Jun Wan's expression eased as she gently stroked Lin Lang's hair.
"By the way, I came this time and brought you a gift."
Lin Lang cocked her lips.
"Okay, I like receiving gifts the most."
Jun Wan took out a small dark whistle from his belt, placed it on his lips, and made a strange rhythm.
The voice was so low that Linlang could not hear it.
Soon, someone knocked on the door.
"Boom—"
A heavy object was thrown in.
Are people.
A man.
Lin Lang carried her hands behind her back, bending over curiously.
The opponent was obviously "handled", his limbs were soft, and he couldn't use his strength at all. He struggled to run, but it was in vain.
The dying face made Lin Lang recall for a long time.
"Yeah!"
She clapped her hands and remembered.
"Isn't this—"
"Wei Jueqing, from Zhaochu Prefecture." Jun Wan faintly brushed his eyebrows, "I can save him by dragging his blessing."
This man was one of the officials who escorted the prison car back then. He was young and promising, and his skin was quite handsome. He was very much loved by the little ladies.
At that time, the official became greedy, and in the name of delivering medicine, he ordered Linlang to enter the account, and almost broke her bones into the abdomen.
The princess therefore remembered this person.
If you have grace, you must be paid back. She said to Lin Lang, "No misfortune, his parents, relatives and friends have been blessed, as for him, he insulted you, life and death are at your disposal."
Perhaps in the eyes of others, what is the innocence of a woman? Is it worth it? Is it too trivial?
But in Jun Wan's view, those who insult her friend are not sorry to die.
"He actually fell into your hands."
Lin Lang tutted.
"No wonder I can't find him."
The face of the hostage being held was pale.
"Then—"
Lin Lang squatted down with the hem of her skirt, and touched the other's chin with a finger, softly speaking, "What should I do with you?...My good official?"
Rong Jinghe loves her soft and weak tone, like the innocent peach deer who strayed into the hunting ground, docile and harmless.
Official Luo Po was also startled, unconsciously following her gaze.
No longer a crumpled plain white prison uniform, the prince's daughter changed into an ordinary lady's costume.
Light green satin, small bead collar, a small viburnum inserted between the jet black temples, welcoming the spring stamens, petite and pitiful. But it was such a little lady who smiled and determined the life and death of a seven-foot man.
When the cold blade slashed his neck, Wei Jueqing's lips trembled and closed his eyes.
He regretted it.
I regretted that because of my contempt, I actually regarded the prince as an ordinary exile and weak female stream. He thought that with his own ability, he could play with his hands.
It is really wrong.
Wei Jueqing is in charge of the prison and travels to and from the exile, and his men do not know how many subjugated princesses were escorted.
He never makes mistakes.
The flower of the cloud fell into the dust and mud, was frozen by frost, and was swallowed by the rain, destroying a haggard, sensitive, and urgently in need of attachment. Before the dust settled, the beauty of the Lamb in the prison car was anxious and urgently needed someone to protect her.
The official who escorted them has become the arbor at this stage.
In order to survive, they are eager to cling to them, and even sell their beauty.
Men and women have contacts with each other and each takes what they need, which is also a tacit thing.
Wei Jueqing more than once saw his comrades, phony for personal gain, summoning beauties into account. Let's talk about it first, if you don't break your body, it's hard to escape. Of those criminal officials and national actresses, which one has not been changed hands several times? Wei Jueqing is arrogant and disdain to take over these tributes that have been tainted by others.
Therefore, he fell in love with the Queen of Linlang, who was famous in the Nine Kingdoms and attracted men from all over the world.
How could he be so wrong?
If the prince fell again, it would also be a "princess with curtains"!
And how many women in the world can listen to politics?
It's just too late to think about this now.
The man is a sword, and I am a fish. He is afraid that the prince will break his stomach to vent his personal vengeance.
Can't live anymore.
But the blade stayed on his lips.
"What a handsome look." She sighed. "If it's cold and stiff, wouldn't it be a pity?"
Wei Jueqing's heart beat faster.
The queen is going to let him go?
He couldn't help thinking wildly, could the prince also treat him...?
And the next sentence, Wei Jueqing fell into the abyss from the place where he had survived.
"It's better to go to descendant roots, go back to be my eunuch, enjoy fun every day... Sister, do you think this is fun?" Lin Lang turned around and asked Jun Wan's opinion, like a naive and playful child, full of naughty inside.
Eunuch? Eunuch!
Wei Jueqing's face twitched, and his fear spread to every inch of his skin.
In the past, he regarded her as a plaything, but today he was planted in her hands. Why didn't the other party treat him as a plaything!
He whimpered brokenly and shook his head desperately.
Dignified Qi Chier Lang's eyes turned red because of fear.
Extremely colorful.
It's so red.
How good would it be if men in the world were dying and struggling in her palm like this?
Lin Lang's eyes were covered with a faint shadow.
It's better to use blood... to cast her authority!
Her mood was gloomy, like vines and barren smoke, growing everywhere, just when she was out of control, someone wrapped her shoulders, "Okay, everything is good, what do you want, my sister will follow you." Jun Wan put his chin against Lin Lang "It’s just that I want you to remember that no amount of hatred is worth your risk."
She said solemnly, "To die with the enemy is the most stupid way!"
Lin Lang was startled.
Since the acquaintance, the eldest princess has always spoken softly to her, and she has never been so harshly harsh.
"My prince, do you understand?"
Jun Wan's eyes were deep.
Lin Lang tilted her head.
"My prince daughter" is a phrase that Jackal often said on her lips. She was so tired of hearing it, but she said it from her sister's mouth. Why is it so rare?
"Understood!"
She raised her bright face and opened two small dens.
Jun Wan leaned his forehead, "Just understand...well, don't you want to look at me with such tender eyes."
Lin Lang smiled brightly, "Sister doesn't like it?"
"...Not really." Jun Wan teased her, "I'm afraid I can't help you out, so I abducted the little beauty and eloped!"
Lin Lang laughed in her arms and shouted, "Guest official!"
Jun Wan suddenly laughed.
Shao Ti Temple, incense, from the Zhao First Kingdom Temple.
Its followers have always been in an endless stream.
At this time, the golden face of the Buddha ushered in a group of wandering corpses.
"Master, what can I see in this smoky place?" The entourage complained to the young man next to him, "It's not as interesting as the little song in Yuntai."
"You kid, there is something nasty in your head, do we look like the kind of superficial and vulgar men who are fascinated by beauty!"
Another entourage jumped out immediately, loyal and loyal, and washed away his vulgar reputation for his master.
"Today we are here to do serious business!"
The young son was dressed in a purple satin brocade robe, his eyebrows were drawn with affection that he wanted to talk about. He seemed to be a passionate person. He raised his eyelashes in confusion, "When did I say I want to do serious business? I came to see the beautiful female Bodhisattva to wash his eyes. of."
He also sighed, "Zhuyuntai sticks upside down at every turn. It's really like chewing wax, and it doesn't taste at all."
Follower: "..."
brute.
He was shocked again by the shamelessness of his owner.
Had he not been a servant in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he would have driven this rogue-like man from the Buddhist temple so as not to defile the pure land of the Buddhist family!
And the previous follower who "combined with the dirty" was quite adept, "Lord, look, the female bodhisattva has come out!"
Cannot solve the eyelids lifted.
"too short."
"Well, what about the one next to it? It's very elegant, and it looks like a pretty lady!"
"Too dull."
"Master, in red!"
"Too showy."
"..."
I'm afraid this master's law eye doesn't grow in the sky!
But the entourage did not dare to point fingers at the young man's preferences.
At that time, they passed a group of people not far away.
The young woman in the cone hat was supported on the carriage by the maid, with a black hair bun, white shoes, and a curvy waist under the veil.
Can't solve the problem, a pair of peach eyes are tightly wrapped around the woman's dress.
The entourage saw that he had been absent for too long and said in a low voice, "Master, didn't you say that a married woman, don't be deceived."
More than just the wife of another.
Is a friend's wife.
Or... the emperor's wife!
Xie couldn't recognize the woman's identity at a glance. She had only received the golden book a few days ago, and soon she will become a well-known post from Zhaoguo.
He must respect, stay away, but not pity or hurt the queen.
Xie couldn't remember the first time she went back to the East Palace.
At that time, he was the chief adviser of the prince, and he was extremely favored, and even the prince had to retreat.
The Prince Cong Zhao bloodbathed Bo Yunguo and destroyed the Linlang Wang family. He was supposed to cut the grass and remove the roots, but he left the golden and jade princess behind to protect his heart, and his travels were covered in veil. No one was allowed to see.
Therefore, the counsellor could only see the pair of exquisite embroidery shoes stepping into the strange imperial city under the skirt.
That foot should be small and clever, like a delicate jade, let the prince play between the bed.
The adviser did not take this Linlang girl in his eyes, no matter how spoiled she was, she just stepped on a pair of exquisite jade feet on the chest of the authority.
What storms can be revealed?
Until, Concubine Mo, whom he supported, kicked the iron plate with her.
A deep sense of threat, he wants to remove the nail in his eyes.
Xiebuqi offered a poisonous trick to "get off the child and solid pet" to Concubine Mo, and planted it on the head of the subjugated princess.
The poisonous trick was completed, and the lord fell into the clouds to prove his innocence. He drank the extinction medicine and twisted his hair—that scene was really thrilling. He took the prince’s secret order and asked him to stop it. This is also a solution The foreign minister set foot in Linlang Pavilion for the first time.
The white silk was filled with scriptures, hung on beams, and was covered with snow in the sun.
The sound of 箜篌 cleared the pavilion.
And sandalwood, empty and lonely, seems to lead people into a dream that never wakes up.
And he met the person who "all beings are not as good as you" in this silent snow white.
For the dude who laughed at love at first sight, it was a natural disaster.
Lin Lang Wang's daughter is plain, her black hair is scattered, her cool side face is faintly visible in the firelight.
She is burning the 箜篌.
Burn her favorite Fengshou 箜篌.
Xieqi is not proficient in rhythm, and he likes to play instruments on weekdays. He is also known as a collector. The rare, rare, and rare musical instruments of the nine countries flow into his hands through various channels. Linlang Wang's "a unique 箜篌" has long been known to him, and the Fengshou 箜篌 collected by Linlang Wang is a treasure that he has never obtained.
It is said that this Fengshou Huanghou is the dowry of Linlang Girl and will be passed on from generation to generation.
He even heard that the night before the prince extinguished Bo Yun, there was a prince offering a song to invite his son-in-law.
The world not only calls her Linlangxian, but also the goddess Huanghou.
She recruited a son-in-law, Prince Leliu, handsome and polite. If nothing happens, the two countries will marry, they are a match made in heaven.
Who knew the palace changed that night.
This plan of stealing the country was discussed by both the principal and the minister. Although the solution was not locally, the link was set up by him, and it was considered as a full participation. He just did not expect that the prince would launch a mutiny in such a hasty. According to expectation, it should be the marriage of Wang Linlang. On that day, the ritual was cumbersome and there were many people and hands, so it happened.
Did jealousy defeat the prince’s calmness?
I can't help thinking, who can not be obsessed with her tears?
For example, at this time, she didn't shed tears, she just fiddled with her hair lightly, and the sharp scissors cut a piece of blue silk, which made her brow wrinkle.
At the moment of loss of consciousness, she fell to the ground at the waist, and the incision reached the neck.
The Donggong adviser ignored the rules of respect and inferiority, bound her hand with one hand, and snatched the scissors with the other.
Binocular contact.
She recognized him, her face was pale, "Sir..."
"The body is hair and skin, the parents of the recipient, the girl bears the heart to ruin it?" Xie couldn't say in a deep voice, dripping blood, but it didn't hurt.
He only regrets the hair under his feet.
How many years of loving and cherishing such a black hair like a black bead, did she cut it when she said it?
She seemed to be discouraged and laughed at herself, "Our country has lost its rivals. I am still surviving. I wanted to be a guilty woman. I just want to be innocent and neutral in the world. But my frivolous snow is always something someone wants to take lightly. Inferior. Yes, I am a captive, a slave to a sin, and a spoil of war that your powerful and powerful are allowed to play, but I am also a human being, not the dumb bird that feeds."
The mouth is slightly astringent.
This guilty plot was contributed by him.
And he also regarded her as a bird in a cage, a fish in a cauldron.
The world's heroes competed, and the princess Ji concubine caught in it was the spoils of the men's plunder. With a gorgeous posture, they decorated their ambitious and heroic achievements.
"Mr. Wanwang pityed and agreed to me, the ancient Buddha in the blue lantern, walking alone in a secluded place."
This was originally a better ending.
Concubine Mo Bian cleared the stumbling block, and he also pinched the handle of Concubine Mo Bian, which will turn into his blade in the future and stand in the imperial court.
but--
Her lips are gorgeous, like a red bean.
Unexpectedly, he was shaken.
He also said--
"Will the girl be willing?"
She suddenly raised her head, her eyes bright and bright, as if the stagnant water was revitalized.
Xie Buqi suddenly thought of that cluster of Begonia flowers, the Begonia flowers blooming in the cold palace.
Only this sentence, the two were tied up.
Xie Buqi still can't figure out whether he bewitched the king's concubine or he was tied to the thief ship by the concubine.
Like the grand prince Xie Xie, he was playing around in Fengyue, and he was supposed to stay alone.
However, as soon as he looked up, he saw a girl wearing a cloak under the glazed tiles and saluting him, a girl in the warm room who did not serve him tea, a girl at a state banquet who urged him to drink less, and now, getting in the car, But she lost a section of the girl from the new rose apple.
The rose apple vine was originally held in the woman's hand, but fell off accidentally. The maid was about to pick it up. She said softly, "Forget it, let it take root and let it grow."
Although the girl is wearing a cone hat, she can't help but feel her fly over.
潋滟生波。
Did she recognize him?
"Falling roots", is it ironic that he saw her and took root motionlessly?
What a prince with sharp teeth.
Can not help but smile.
When the carriages were far away, he took the initiative and picked up the roseapple vine on the ground.
The entourage said, "Master, this thing fell on the ground and it's too dirty. Why don't I cut a new piece in it for you?"
The solution can't put it down and enjoy it.
"No, this one is enough."
He turned around and left,
The entourage looked at each other, "Master, you, you finally came here, you won't go in?"
The solution couldn't laugh loudly.
"I have seen the true Buddha, go back to the house!"
Lin Langduan was sitting in the carriage, his body undulating with the bumps.
She tilted her body and banged her wrists casually.
Jiebuqi, when Zaifu, Guiyu of the Nine Kingdoms, she tied a boat with the first counselor of the Nine Kingdoms through his bit of pity.
But her weight in his heart, compared to his master Rong Jinghe, which is more important?
If one day, she wants him to kill the master, he will be willing?
Still have to prepare with both hands.
Lin Lang has never put her bet on men's cherishment, expecting too many people, and it is her own body that is biting back.
She went out of the palace secretly, and then went back to the palace secretly, the owner of the imperial city didn't even know it.
Rong Jinghe took a few more novel things to make her happy.
Lin Lang looked at him tenderly, as if looking at another person through him.
The data of the system began to mess up again.
The post-apocalyptic ceremony of Congzhao was held honorably and decently, when the stars were bright and red silk was flying.
The sky lantern filled the entire sky.
"From then on, the emperor and the queen have been united, and they have inherited the ancestral temple."
Upstairs, the emperor held her hand, flying eyebrows into the temple, and there were bright lights in his eyes.
"Thank your Majesty Ron."
The emperor is like a child of sex, dissatisfied to correct her, "called a beloved."
Lin Lang smiled.
Beloved? Make me a beloved prisoner and a beloved parent?
In the suffocating silence, Rong Jinghe squeezed her wrist and her knuckles turned white.
Baiguan held his breath.
"It hurts, Your Majesty." Lin Lang took her hand out, but was held tighter.
Rong Jinghe has done so many tasks, and for the first time encountered such a little ancestor who doesn't eat hard and soft. The past is irretrievable, isn't he trying to make up for her too? Changing to be another concubine, daring to shake his face to the monarch in this way, Leng Gong has long warned.
She is not afraid.
The emperor's eyes fell on her belly.
He thought of the hidden residence again.
In the beginning, Concubine Mo side framed her with a miscarriage, and his prince decided to drink the sterilization medicine, and even burned the piano and cut her hair-she was so proud that Rong Jinghe had never expected it.
Only such a fierce woman is worthy of his love.
Rong Jinghe got a multi-ziwan pill from the exchange office in the system. If nothing happens, their children will come to this world at the first snow.
This is also the first time tasker Rong Jinghe has "heavy money for a child".
Among his other tasks, getting married, marrying a wife, and caring for a child, just treat it as a general business, and it can be done or not.
But in this task, he has such a strong need. He must have a child with her. It is best to have a baby, a boy and a girl. He will marry him for his son and give him a gift for his daughter. All immersed in the role of a novice father.
Gradually, he no longer regarded this as a task.
Princess Linlang is now his wife, his queen, not an insignificant NPC.
Especially she is still pregnant with his blood.
Rong Jinghe's anger was strangely smoothed out, he thought about it carefully, and found a reasonable explanation for her behavior-prenatal depression!
In the past, he didn't care about how a woman gave birth. The more passionate he was with the prince's daughter, the more he could understand the difficulty of a woman.
The respect of a country finally compromised, "That's called Qin Lang."
She pursed her lips and smiled, "Qin Lang."
After the smile, the city was full of lights and brilliant.
With just this sentence, Rong Jinghe fell completely.
Behind him is the minister of civil and military affairs, either admiring or sighing.
The head of the hundred officials constricted his lips with a smile.
Not long after the ceremony, Bian Rong made chaos and Shangjun personally attacked it.
The new queen was about to give birth. Rong Jing Heyuan wanted to call a few generals over and stayed in Beijing. However, the opponent was so aggressive that he had to go into battle in armor, while leaving a team of secret men and horses to protect him. During the long march, he was worried and couldn't dispatch his subordinates, so the system became a veritable chat tool.
‘System, if only you know how to split/body skills. ’
system:'……'
Junk host, I want it to have multiple jobs! It doesn't matter if you are a dad, now you have to evolve to be a "stable wife"!
Does the system have no control?
Even though he thought so, the system spoke up to the integrity of the host object.
--Oops! The situation is really bad!
It's dystocia!
The transmitted picture was extremely chaotic, with young palace ladies crying and screaming.
The system is distraught.
What it received was an "instant picture", and I didn't know why she had a dystocia, let alone whether she could survive it!
The system actually has a "separation/body technique" that can temporarily leave the host and act alone, but this is the secret of every system. Never tell the host, so as not to encourage their "for nothing" mentality, and rely on the system to inquire about the situation. If you don't use your brain very much, that is turning the cart before the horse.
Do you want to go back?
The system is in a dilemma.
As a system, it has no right to interfere with the operation of the small world. But, the host's object is difficult to give birth. What if the host's confidence and enthusiasm for the task are hit by a death? The system lists hundreds of reasons for "rolling back to be a dad", and subconsciously ignores the principle of "the system must not make its own way."
System: ‘I don’t have enough energy, and I have to seek sleep for a period of time. ’
Rong Jinghe joked: "Congratulations, the perfect attendance award is gone! ’
system:'……'
If it weren't for the system to run fast, your wife would be gone!
The system "floats back" to the city.
From the words of the palace ladies, it pieced together the reasons for the dystocia of the host object.
Concubine Mo and the concubines counterattack!
Please do not please early, please do not please late, but after the new, you need to rest time, please some theater group, said to add joy, the result is blue-faced fangs, scared to give birth early after the new!
Concubine Mo is the woman before the host. She used to be arrogant and arrogant. After the new emperor became the throne, her family contributed the most. She was also regarded as a mascot and was offered at the desk. There is decentness, but the emperor’s Pampering disappeared completely, just like Leng Gong abandoned concubine.
What made the system even more shocking was that the general manager Gong Gong Taihe was also involved!
This old is actually Mo side concubine's person? After he murdered Xinxin, he helped him to abuse him. He didn't want to live anymore, right? The host is not a kind person who is soft-hearted and cares about old feelings!
The system floated into the sleeping chamber like a ghost.
It "sees" a young who is commanding calmly and orderly to stabilize the situation.
Because the other person's skin is too handsome, the system gave him the preferential treatment of "seeing more", so he can make money every day when he sells a smile. What's wrong, he has to be a in the palace? The system and its bunch of data show that it cannot understand the ancient people's loyalty thinking.
"Yuansi, Yuansi"
There was a hoarse cry from the gauze tent.
The system was too scared to approach for the first time.
It has been in the system for so many years, and it is the first time to watch a woman give birth to a child!
"Yuansi" should be the name of that "eunuch", right? The system didn't know it was messed up, so it analyzed it by itself.
His host is called "Rong Jinghe", with the word "Qin" and "Heqin" accompanying him. It looks like a wealthy and idler, but in reality, he is most vying for fame and fortune, and he is not willing to give in to others. And like the court lady eunuch, the name depends on the owner's likes and dislikes. So, why should the host's object name an "Yuansi"?
The system feels like it has guessed the reason.
Before the country's subjugation, there was a named Yuanxiao beside the prince. He killed himself in order not to compromise the princess's reputation.
The homeland is hard to leave, so the love is unforgettable. Did this also indirectly lead to the blood collapse of the royal daughter today?
The system listened to the screams inside, one more hoarse, and one more desperate.
"Father King! Queen Mother! My son is here to accompany you!"
The system was frightened.
If this person is really dystocia and died, the host will be crazy, right? Regardless of Rong Jing He is polite and polite, the blood of mad criticism is also flowing in his bones. In his anger, he will bury his corpse millions and go to self-destruction!
The system convinced itself, risking being punished, and blessing people with a "blessing halo".
This is also the first time it has made an exception for an ancient native.
Lin Lang's cries stopped for a moment.
"It" is here.
The guy in Rong Jinghe's body appeared.
"It" stopped her blood, just like "it" stopped Rong Jinghe's neck injury that day.
It came just right.
It's not a waste of her play.
Lin Lang wept and yelled intermittently, "My beloved, are you your beloved? Now, now, you still refuse to see me..."
The court lady looked at each other.
Is the beloved "Your Majesty"?
But Niang Niang never wanted to call your Majesty a "beloved man."
Is it a hallucination?
The palace lady Siwan comforted, "Mother, don't worry, you will be fine, your majesty will be back soon..."
Lin Lang shook her head and struggled, "...My dear! Let go of me! I'm going to find my dear, he must be waiting for me outside!"
Everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly stopped her.
"Niang, no!"
Why is she so headstrong? The system is so anxious that she will be tossed to death by herself if she continues to do this! As a last resort, the system had to pretend to be a "good man".
So Lin Lang saw a figure standing vaguely outside the gauze tent.
"grown ups!"
She changed her mouth instantly, crying with joy, "You are finally willing to see me, I know, I..."
A jade-white palm stretched out from the outside, the color was very light, and the blue veins were almost transparent.
‘Live well, don’t move. ’
Lin Lang's ear "heared" a green and tender voice.
She slammed the opponent's hand, tightly, not willing to let go.
The system was shocked and immediately retracted.
She started crying again.
The system sighed and gave her hand out again, letting her hold it.
But the child still didn't keep it and was drained.
The system blamed itself. For the first time, it gave out a strong hostility, and wanted to hang the head of Mo Side Concubine and others on the city gate. After it recovered, it started to sweat again. It is just an auxiliary tool. The decision right to dispose of the object is still in the hands of the host. The host has not spoken yet. How can it produce such terrible and absurd ideas on its own?
"I couldn't give birth to an heir. I'm sorry, my lord..."
The cry sounded softly.
The system lay on the bed numbly, allowing the woman to encircle it.
It didn’t know what was going on. Originally, she only let one hand appear in the mirror. As a result, she had a miscarriage, and her qi and blood became weaker. The system was afraid that she could not think about it for a while and could only accompany people. However, she took advantage of it not to pay attention. He threw it over and hugged its "virtual body".
Now the system is even more unable to get out.
It looked at the top of the bed in a daze with its database, only hearing the voice of Xisuo Suo, it looked down and it was frozen.
She is picking its belt!
Yaoshou!
Someone is stronger! Do it! system! System!
The system was scared to death.
Lin Lang couldn't see it again, she fumbled helplessly, and the green silk slipped down her waist, "My lord? My lord? Where are you?"
The system escaped three meters away, clutching his virtual belt, was shocked, and stammered, "You, you are rude!"
The woman was weak and trapped in the quilt, her jade cheeks were white, and her anger was like gossip, "My lord, when was my concubine rude? It's just that my concubine was guilty and failed to give birth to an heir for the adult" Her eyes flew up A thin red, "It's better to take advantage of that person's absence..."
The system is like being stepped on its tail, shouting angrily, "Shut up!"
Isn't this just a real "cheating"!
What does she think of it as an innocent system!
About to be frightened by the harsh words, she turned her face, weeping softly and sobbing, and sank into her temples.
"Since the adults dislike the concubine body so much, it doesn't make much sense for the concubine body to live in this world..."
The system was overwhelmed by her, and she didn't dare to say something serious. He hesitated for a moment and hugged her awkwardly with a virtual arm, "I, I didn't mean that, you, you don't want to cry."
Be good! It's hard to coax people! Going on, its database is about to smoke!
The host is indeed a hot-blooded fighter. When talking about the love story of Yan Su, it is a set of sets, but it will not work. It is just like the production line.
The system is almost dead by myself.
"I just, uh—"
Its pupils diverged.
The woman's lips rested on its mouth.
First intersect.
Then go through.
She plunged into its virtual body, as if she was surrounded by a blue film.
After all, the system is a virtual body, with only images and no sense of touch
But at this moment, its database was killed.
The hateful "virus" madly invaded its programs and algorithms.
Falsify the core and modify the instructions.
The system is both confused and scared... is it broken? Is it going back to the factory for repair?
Why is the central processing unit being burned hot, but soberly and without hesitation
Engraved with a strange name.