Chapter 1942: Is it mad at me?

Xiao Yu’s evaluation is absolutely perfect.
Jingyue can also think of how the Shangguan Temple protects Liu Miaoqiu. The generals and the Zhenyuan General’s Office still have some weight. Besides this, there is still a palace, but Jingyue has never returned. The palace is not good. Statement.
It’s good now, Jingyue is back, and this thing has to be solved.
Jingyue faintly bent his eyebrows. After waiting for a while, he saw a man dressed in a compression spring stepping into the house with a steady footstep. The respectful squatting at the side of Jingyue said: "The slaves see the lady.

"Well..." Jing Yue slowly nodded, looking at the niece in front of her eyes and asked: "What is your name?"
"The slave is a criminal guard, and ranks fourteen. Now the son of the son is waiting for the wife, and the lady is given a name." The fourteenth is a respectful worship.
"XIV." Jing Yue was surprised. I thought that this prisoner was all men, but I never thought about women.
"Your name is very good, you don't have to change it, it is called fourteen." Jing Yue slowly nodded.
"Mrs. Xie." The 14th sentence is obviously a slight relief. Jingyue did not give a name to tell the sentence. After he completed the task, he could return to the prison guard and suddenly he let go of his heart.
"Madam, the carriage is ready." Jing Yue raised his hand and gave him fourteen. After hearing the sound of Yinqiao, he nodded slightly: "Well, let's go to the palace."
"Yes." Yinqiao and the fourteenth sentence at the same time.
Jing Yue just took two people into the palace, and the door of the palace was like a guard. Jing Yue suddenly blinked, and the palace was really more and more unsettled, so I thought about Jing Yue. Put the curtain down.
The privilege of the palace can be driven into the palace by carriage.
This is the privilege of the Nine Emperors and the Nine Emperors.
Jingyue was sitting in the carriage, slightly supporting the chin, and swaying into the palace. It was straight to the Queen’s palace, and it was when I entered the palace that I heard Liu Miaoqiu’s angry voice. .
"What happened to the Queen Empress, such a big fire." Jing Yue looked at the palace lady who had smashed the ground, and asked with a slight smile.
"Moon month, it is you." Liu Miaoqiu's body was slightly stunned, and it was after Jingyue that he suddenly lit his eyes.
"Let's go down." Jing Yue stepped into it, waved the palace ladies to leave, and all the palace ladies looked up at Liu Miaoqiu with care.
"Not yet fast!" Liu Miaoqiu screamed, and suddenly the palace ladies echoed: "The slaves retire."
After waiting for everyone to spread out in this palace, Jing Yue walked toward Liu Miaoqiu and looked at Liu Miaoqiu’s stomach and sat there. He asked very helplessly:
What is this? It’s so big. anger?"
"How else?" Liu Miaoqiu sighed deeply, raising his hand and licking his head and said: "Now the palace is so smoky... The palace girl is not letting people worry, it is..." Liu Miaoqiu’s words Full of helpless colors.
"Oh..." Jingyue heard the words and suddenly laughed.
"Oh... you even laughed." Liu Miaoqiu smiled at Jing Yue’s smile and suddenly squinted.
"Miao Qiu, are you mad at me?" Jing Yue’s eyes were full of smiles, stood up and sat next to Liu Miaoqiu, reaching for Liu Miaoqiu’s hand.