Chapter 1535: The faint lord is in the way: How many times do you want to assassinate? (19)

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"Back to the emperor, something before an hour. The guards did not know whether to play the game, the slaves weighed, still decided..."
"Can't you understand what you mean? Ask you, why are you obituary now?" He only felt depressed in his heart. The previous joy was completely ruined, and the feeling of uneasiness spread to the atrium.
"Pingxi Wang let them stop talking about..."
Minnan's right hand trembled, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a sad smile.
Yue Caizhi did not understand the meaning of this laugh, but Wende is very clear.
After all, he has been with him for so many years, with the king as a tiger, he knows well.
"Lack of it, let go." He held his hand and faintly turned, and his deep scorpion flashed a look like a desperate look.
She gave him an antidote because she didn't hate him, so didn't she hate because she fell in love with someone else?
So even hate is not willing to hate, but there is no hate between them, and there is nothing left to tie them together.
Yue Cai's drooping coveted, the heart of the five flavors. Listening to what happened between the winter snow and Luo Ding, watching the back of the Nannan clothes turned cold.
She seems to have lost one thing, but she has not got another thing.
After Yue Cai’s departure, he glanced at Wende, who was still standing in the same place, and raised his eyebrows:
How can you not retreat?

"The old slave wants to accompany the holy to the place where he wants to go." His voice was a bit light, but the word was quite clear.
Minnan clothes glanced at him, sighed and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Or you know."
At the same time, the West Han Temple.
Luo Ding always feels sore and has a feeling of a day trip to the city.
The moment you open your eyes, you can feel the weakness of your body.
"Wang Ye, the Princess of the Princess woke up." Ying Ying has been guarding her bed, and the kimono keeps warming the porridge for her, so that she can eat after she wakes up.
Looking at the back of the winter snow, some nervously looked back at her eyebrows and looked very unpleasant.
A good hair!
So far, the mouth is still mixed with the taste of medicine and blood, the throat is dry, and there is a little pain.
"I said... cough... Wang Ye! Can you remember the time when you poison people!" Luo Ding Chen sat down straight under the Ying Ying's help, and said with a depressed face: "I almost Is it the resident of the local government?"
If she is so screaming, it must be the most embarrassing host in the history of the plane...
"You can't completely blame me for this..." He Dongxue took the vest and handed the porridge to her and said, "When we drink tea and drink, you didn't remind me!"
"I still shirk responsibility..." Luo Dian took over the porridge in his hand and ate it and said: "It's not because your poison is a bit uncomfortable at first, but it doesn't feel at all. If it is not suddenly blood I have forgotten that I am poisoned..."
"Unexpected accident!" Yan Dongxue looked at her with a serious look: "There are inevitably several accidents in life."
The accident is not the enemy of the wine, the accident... she is more lovely than she imagined.
"Porridge is good." Luo Dust looked at the little girl next to him: "Thank you for your clothes."
The little coat was so named by her, her face was red, and she hurriedly said: "This is what the slaves should do."
"Your family is so cute! It will be shy." She sipped two drinks, and the smock was taken over and she handed her a handkerchief.