Chapter 699: Right and wrong

The emperor looked at her up and down and smiled. "As Mr. Dong said, your eyes have got the true biography of the East, almost exactly the same as their father and daughter."
White smirk: "Jin Wang is very similar to you!"
When it comes to Chu Yu, the emperor is happy with his own mouth. He has nine sons. The one who makes him most proud is the nephew.
The child is not only the most like him, but his temper, and he is like him.
Chu Feng at the bottom left is stupid. What is the situation? What is the situation?
The pure queen pulled the sleeves of Chu Feng and whispered, "What is going on? Who is this girl? Why does it look like the oriental nephew and the cold?"
Chu Feng took a look at the cold, and he hated him very much. "The children don't know what is going on, let's ask after the break!"
The pure queen is very upset, but when I am not talking at the moment, I finally close my mouth.
The emperor left the day, so that she could look after the Queen Mother in the palace. Bai Yu could not deny it, but it was a pity that this New Year could not be with her loved ones.
After the feast, the Wenwu Baiguan went clean, but the Qingchun still sat in the low chair, and there was no movement.
Chu Feng stepped closer and walked to the front of the chilly body. He asked coldly: "When you are cold, today, should you give the king a reasonable explanation?"
It’s like a cold man who doesn’t see him, his eyes staring straight at the location where he was just white, even though there is no one at this time.
Chu Feng saw him like this, reached out and pushed him, repeating the words.
裴青寒 said this: "His Highness, I am now in the same mood as you, full of doubts, this child, I am also seeing for the first time, I also want to figure out what this is."
Chu Feng squatted down, squatting in front of the chilly cold, and lowered his voice and asked: "Can you even admit your daughter? The one in your house, and the one in front of you, which one is your daughter?"
It was only after the Qingchun thought of the day in the village of Huangtuo, Bai Dazhu and Liu told him that the child of that year was already dead.
And he did not want to check in the past whether the words they said were true or false. The subconsciously determined that the child was dead. Perhaps he would have hoped that the child would die.
Nowadays, he knows how ridiculous he is. Thirteen years ago, he had been in the fog, and he did not argue.
Yan Qinghan shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know, I really don't know anything." He held his head, his head was cracked, his chest was even more sore, and suddenly he felt black in front of him and his body fell. On the table.
Chu Feng saw him like this, and his anger was also black in front of him. Fortunately, he was young and forced to practice martial arts. His physical fitness was not as weak as that of cold blue.
When Qing Qing waking up, the man was already lying in the dormitory of Houfu. When he blinked, he saw the Xiangxiang sitting on the edge of the bed.
Xiang Yan Niang saw him wake up, and said with great joy: "Hou Ye, you can be considered to be awake, scared to death." She said, she leaned over the chest of the cold, red eyes and dropped a few tears.
If it is the past, Yan Qing will definitely reach out to her waist and softly comfort her.
But at this moment, he looked at the appearance of Xiang Yu Niang, in addition to disgust, but still disgusted.
He pushed the fragrant scorpion to the open, and sat up with his arms. A pair of red-blooded eyes screamed at the fragrant mother.