Chapter 1273: Slaves are not rich

Chapter 1273: Slaves Cannot Be Rich
"Do you really think you can hide the sky? Do you really feel like I don't have any?"
The man seemed to see through her flustered guilty conscience, and smashed it sentence by sentence, forcing her to tighten even more, and wanted to tear her camouflage immediately.
"I didn't really do anything, wasn't it just to unravel? The purer and more precious the blood of our holy tribe is, you know, and I'll feed you a few mouthfuls of blood!" Qian Yi shook her leg and straitened her neck Stiff.
She knew that if she now acknowledged that there was still no way for her to further her relationship, it might change.
But she didn't want to. She didn't want to change between them because of some conditions.
She likes him and runs after him, that's what she wants.
Even she always clings to him cheekily, trying to make him like her in various ways, and she has never been discouraged.
He didn't like her, so she tried hard to chase.
If she still fails in the end, she won't force it.
She can stay here, get along with him like family and friends, and leave when he has someone he likes.
She always remembered a word that the elder had told her, the strong twist was not sweet.
Thinking of this, Qian Yi's eyes burst into enthusiasm.
She doesn't know how she likes this person. As long as he is around, she feels very secure. She feels that she will not be afraid of what she does, and she will be happy about what she does.
But she wasn't copper and iron. Whenever he approached him, he wouldn't respond to her, she would also be hurt.
She used her best efforts to like him, and he seemed to never take her likes for granted.
Blinking, forcibly suppressing the wetness of the eyes, Qian Yi lowered his head to avoid the sharp eyes of the man, "I really did nothing, believe it or not, it ’s okay for someone like me who does n’t want to lose, if it costs me a lot to save you How could it be possible to let you be so comfortable and claim debts with you long ago. "
It seemed like a self-deprecating smile, "It's really a little blood, you know, our blood is extremely precious to outsiders, but in our own eyes, that is the least valuable thing. Eat for two days. I ’ll make up for it. "
Drilling out from the gap between the man and the wall, Qian Yi turned his teeth back at the man. "It's all over, please hurry up and rest. You can be on time on weekdays. I'm so late today that I worry about being old. It's okay. Just fine. "
The woman went back to her room and rested. The room was separated from the man's yard by a wall. After Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou and their husbands and daughters moved to the newly built backyard, their original yard was given to Qian Yi.
In front of the corner, the man was still standing, expressionless and wondering.
The moon above his head moved westward, and the moon was as cold as water, pulling the shadow of the man on the wall distorted.
Xue Honglian looked at the shadow that broke out, her eyes dim.
He actually came back very early, but just didn't show up, he was hidden by the hanging flower door, watching the women here and there like hot pot ants.
She waited for him for two full hours.
Just say one last word, just fine.
When he wanted to force her to tell the truth of the day, he stopped seeing more, more intense and hurtful words when he saw the water flowing from her eyes.
He was never a soft-hearted person except for his own.
Turning his head, looking towards the woman's room, Xue Honglian's eyes were dark.
"It's over, it's over." With a somber face, he said something with a jerk.
"Shut up and don't want to be beaten."
"Oh, you, you, you. It's not me who was beaten anyway."
Xue Honglian hooked her lips coldly. "I can sleep without waking up, you can't."
The reason is clear to them.
Because the person who first appeared in the body was Xue Qinglian.
Later, the red lotus was derived.
Under the moonlight, the man's face showed tearing, two extreme expressions changed, and finally thin lips spit out a dirty word.
"Look!"
"Emperor, you swear."
Gande Hall, in front of the desk, the small board glanced at each other.
"Yi Han said in your mouth, can you hear it? Dog ears?"
"The prince instructed the minions before leaving, and looked at the emperor from time to time, so that the emperor could not be so inconvenient." Xiao Banzi stooped and bowed. "Also, the emperor, the most spiritual thing on a dog is the nose, not the ears."
Feng Mo narrowed his eyes, faintly held the small board, and the copy in his hand slowly rolled into a tube shape, then suddenly burst out and shot on the eunuch's head.
"With the feather arrow, can you bear it? Can you bear it? Fill a large clove of garlic in front of the cricket? Is the dog's nose the most flexible? 朕 I'll give you a dog's nose now?"
The small board scrambled and said, "The emperor, the Lord asked, the slave would not dare to disobey! Besides, the emperor would not let the emperor speak swear words, and the Lord is also good for the emperor ..."
"Uncle Huang is not in Beijing right now and can't save you. It's no use calling your grandfather a hundred times!" Feng Moyi sneered and shot a ghost in Chinese.
One night sneezing was irritating enough, and a little didn't wink so much that he wasn't in the same body?
The emperor is stunned? The emperor can't swear? The emperor can't be swearing?
Uncle Huang didn't say it when he wasn't there. He dare to say it when people come back?
Tired, returned to the desk, paralyzed into the chair, "what time is it now?"
Looking at the emperor who was not sitting, Xiao Banzi resisted the heart of error correction and carefully answered, "Back to the emperor, it is time to end."
"Excuse me to do my best, and work hard until midnight? Then it's time to rest."
"Mr. Emperor, Begonia Palace is still waiting for you. It's your turn to sleep there tonight."
The emperor looked at it coldly, and the small board had a cold sweat in his forehead, and he didn't want to remind him. Doesn't the emperor grind in the dormitory until midnight to hide from the concubine?
But he won't do it! Who made him the Emperor's personal servant? Who put him under the heavy trust of Wang Ye?
"Small board, you tell me honestly, have you received the concubines' silver in the harem?"
The small board stunned, and threw himself to his knees. "The emperor, the slave is wronged! The slave is loyal to the emperor, everything is for the emperor! The slave is to the emperor's heart, rich and noble can not be lustful!"
"Yeah!" Feng Moyu didn't hold back, and lay on the book case with a hilarious smile. The depression was just a little rich and he couldn't be cured by the eunuch.
"Emperor?" Xiao Ban looked up carefully, looked at the color, and saw that the emperor's face was a lot better, so he dared to ask again, "Will you drive?"
"Let's drive." Standing up from the chair, Feng Moyu carried his hands on his back and slowly walked out of the palace.
Being an emperor, he really realized it with the harem. Envious of the 3,000 beauties of the emperor's harem, they were all stupid.
Thought that Belle was three thousand and she hugged her right and hugged her, and enjoyed her beautiful blessings.
Why didn't they think about how tired the emperor was to serve the entire harem alone?
He is a stallion.
In order to succeed the heirloom, every day he changed the favored stallion.
The most vomiting blood is that it is effective, but it is not effective now!
Harem, none of them can give birth!
Who is waiting for whom?
There is one more chapter.
(End of this chapter)