: 593 The Woman Like Hu Meizi Sits in the Phoenix Chair (4)

"Little Vixen, didn’t you say that last time there is a weapon with more power than the "Iron Bag" to sell to Tuoba Yuanzai? I also think it is time."
Lucky and cheerful clapping hands, "Then ask Master Baili to hurry up and go again, I believe he will be happy to run errands for the emperor to Beitu Guo."
"You are such a bad fox, but I like it in my heart, I wish I could rub you into the bone blood, and since then, no one can be separated." Twist her nose, Xuanyuan caught a shrimp The ball, sent to her pink lips, and offered him considerate care, "There is another thing, it is about He Huan, I think about it, I still decide to give her another chance, but you can rest assured, It was really the last time, and if she couldn’t understand it anymore, she would not tolerate it any more.
Even if it is a loss to others, it will not hesitate.
Such a result is also auspiciously expected. [
He Huan's life and death are related to no less than Xuanyuanyao's related people. He can't completely ignore them.
"The emperor's treatment is indeed the best choice, so let Princess Huan calm down for a few days in the palace, and wait until she has completely figured it out."
He Huan suddenly appeared in the capital, and immediately learned the news of the death of the man she had always admired. One after another accident, she had not been involved in the world, and she could not get back to God. Controlled her to jump into the dug trap.
She needs a place where she can rest and recuperate.
Even if you are restrained by martial arts, you are forced to enter the state.
The two empresses talked and laughed and ran out of dinner.
The next people carried the prepared hot water basin in and waited for auspicious bathing.
Xuanyuan Yao rubbed aside, refused to leave, and had to come to bath with a mandarin duck to soothe the frightened soul.