Chapter 387: Warm treasure, I am hurting 37

The laughter of Minnan Shen suddenly stopped.
He slowly and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but spurted a spurt of blood, sprinkled on the half of the torn white paper, the shocking red.
Yan Nan Shen coughed, stood up and went out.
There are great mountains and rivers outside, and outside, thousands of horses and horses confront him.
When the arrow came over, Weinan raised his hand and held the cold door of the temple. The blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked into the distance and hoarsely opened. "Or... it’s good when you are young..."
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The changing situation, coming and going, gathering and dispersing, eventually rose to a new day.
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This time, the merchants from Beichuan have been relishing the recent changes in the capital of the capital, and the reason why Seoul was baptized four years ago is that the emperor tried to kill the king. For this reason, he sacrificed all the city. The lives of the people and even all the soldiers, the matter spread, the city is full of glory, and they support the new emperor.
- A few warm, can I go out on the New Year's Eve?
On the way back from the business cart, the child wrote a question on the handwriting.
Because the little guy got out of the window and went to the street everywhere, it was very beautiful, and since the last New Year’s Eve, after the illness, the child’s daily is just two points and one line can only stay in the house and stay in the business. Waiting for the number of warmth, has not been out for a long time.
After all, it’s just a four-year-old little girl, and still has a bit of fun.
The number of warmth also knows that the little guy is smashing, and touched her head and said, "Then we will come out to play for a while, the doctor said that the child can't be exposed to the wind for too long, and the child must listen to the doctor's words, no. it is good?"
The childishness was warm and agreed, and it was a good-nosed nod.
This time, the new emperor’s enthronment was full of enthusiasm. The number of warm people knew that this time was the time when Qian Qianmo needed to stabilize the people’s hearts. Therefore, he did not worry, but he flattened his mind to take care of the childishness. It’s finally really safe.
In the days before the Yuanxi Festival, Qingzhi always looked forward to it. Sometimes she would be entangled with her to ask when Qianmomo came back. The number of warmth was not too fast, and she was not sure about her return.
But she knows that the current thousand inks are very busy. He has many things to deal with. When he finishes those things, he always comes back to see his little niece. After all, he promised to be childish.
The day before the Yuan Xi Festival.
The number of warmth heard a message from the business side, the new emperor was set aside.
The new emperor restored the former privilege and title of Ji Jia, and married Ji Xiwei.
When I heard the news, the number of warmth was looking down at a new sword. The cloth gently wiped the sharp sword, and the cold was not slamming. The fingers were accidentally scratched by a sharp sword. .
"boss!"
The number of warm and confused heads raised, and this time I came back to my fingers and dripped blood.
Li Xiaoyan looked at her in disbelief and quickly went to find a gauze for her. "What do you think of the boss, your fingers are hurt, isn't it bad?"
"Nothing." The number of warmth was taken over the clean white gauze, and his head was wrapped around his heart.
The young child over there heard the movement of Li Xiaolu yelling, and he was about to run downstairs. He accidentally slammed his foot and almost fell down. Fortunately, the passing master had helped the little guy. .
The number of warmth saw that scene, scared the whole heart is about to come out, and quickly ran over to hold the young child, inexplicably hugged the tears of the childish.
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(I am serious about telling you, put away your blades, you will definitely hurt me.)