Chapter 1437: 2.873 sister night talk
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My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker
- Zi Yunxi
- 605 characters
- 2021-01-29 04:39:48
Chapter 1437 2.873 Sisters Night Talk
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, the king showed a smile again, and winked at Zhao Hou.
Zhao Hou nodded, and the life-queen dancing girls were presenting a birthday dance, and all courtiers stood up and wished the queen mother longevity.
A birthday party, after a few twists and turns, the guests and the guests ended up happy and ended successfully.
After the banquet, everyone rushed to find a small from the East Palace, Xiaoxizi to register to buy Yanshoudan.
Qiaomu could not wait to jump to the woman in red, bit her little mouth and stretched out her hand with aggrieved expression.
Doya hurriedly gave her a big hug, and said softly with tears in her eyes, "Little sister, it's great to see you."
Qiao Mu also felt very good to see Doya.
She originally thought that the entire Shui Sect had been slaughtered to save her, leaving her empty.
Suddenly, when I saw Douya, I remembered this little red girl in red in front of the mountain gate on the first day of going to Shenshuizong eight years ago.
[You are also here to take the Shenshui Zongshan Gate test! Don't be afraid, just follow me! 】
[We are people from the western Alava tribe. My name is Doya, how about you? What's your name! 】
Some memories, although seemingly long-term, but want to come at this time, as if it happened in front of the eyes, lively and tangible.
She thought that Doya had died in the Six House massacre long ago.
She thought ... her bones had disappeared, and they had long since disappeared between heaven and earth.
Because, in the end, when she collected the corpse bones alone, she only counted the bones of more than 500 disciples.
Too many people blew themselves up in the Zongmen that day, and the afterglow in the ancestral temple was incomplete, not all of them have seen it.
Facial paralysis is not at all certain, whether Doya is among this self-exploding group.
At this moment, Qiao Mu felt sore and aggrieved, and some negative emotions held her firmly in it.
"Sister sister, don't be sad. If Uncle Shi is alive in heaven, he won't want to see you like this." Doya reached out and patted her back gently.
"Go, let's go talk." Seeing that some people in the hall had finished registering, their eyes kept gazing towards them, and Doya took up her hand with small facial paralysis and led her out.
In fact, everyone was not malicious, just looking at the expression on the face of the concubine, and she couldn't help but look at it with curiosity.
Prince Mo has been following the movements of her young daughter-in-law, but did not go to disturb her and reunite with Doya.
"His Royal Highness, Yi'an just ran away." Hui Feng appeared beside Mo Lian, grinning grinningly.
It was a wonderful show just now!
Yi'an was beaten in public several times in succession ... he felt a pain for her!
Mo Lian's eyes gradually cooled, "Did she and Wang Annan become married later?"
"Yes, on the tenth day of June."
Molian ticked her lips and said, "Keep your eyes on, make sure you're foolproof. Let the two get married successfully."
"Yes." Huifeng nodded hard.
Doya took the little girl and looked for the slightly more remote water pavilion in Jinxiu Garden, and pulled her into the pavilion.
At this time, the night was dark, the side facing the water was breeze, and the moonlight was swaying.
The two of them sat on the bow-shaped beauty leaning on the railings, and the members of the Alava tribe all stood far away from the water pavilion, and no one came to disturb the teacher and sister.
(End of this chapter)