Chapter 812: :Holy's tears

"There are some, and my wife also likes to hold Miss Xiaokui very much. It is really close."
"The second young master is still not the same. In addition to the young lady, she also looks at Miss Xiaokui and laughs so happy."
"This is normal. After all, it is brought from birth. The feelings are definitely different. It is normal to have a close relationship."
The feelings are definitely different.
It is not the same.
It must not be. He is also a child of the palace, how can it be different.
Miyazaki lay in bed and slept very unsteadily, shortness of breath, small hands clutching the quilt, more and more sweat on his face, and fell into a deeper dream.
In the faint moonlight, Charles stood behind Rogi and accompanied her to manage the flowers.
"Do you have everything done?" Luo Qi asked as she cut the flower branch.
"It’s all done, and the evidence you left behind has been destroyed."
Charles replied respectfully.
"Let's check it out again, I don't want to leave any hidden dangers." Luo Qi stood up from the ground and took the towel from Charles's hand. "The palace is not as prominent as my husband, but The current palace is very calm, and my sons and grandchildren are by his side. Nothing is more important than this."
"Yes."
Charles bowed his head.
"So, I don't want this kind of calm to be destroyed. I used to keep those who haven't reconciled with Xiaonian, and I have to prevent it. Now I don't have to." Luo Qi sighed faintly, the face under the moonlight was beautiful, gesture Grace, "I suddenly thought of ruining these things yesterday. If one day, holy ran over and asked why he was forced to be robbed in the palace, why did Xiao Nian take the initiative to give up, why do we take him? I don’t know where to explain when I make a deal."
"Reassured, it has been destroyed, and the young master will never know."
Charles said.
Young master.
He is really a young master, a young master who was voluntarily given up, a young master who was traded.
He is not.
They took him to trade anything, why did he give up him and Xiaokui are not twins, why they are different, why they are different.
Why is it why?
The line of sight was once again swayed. This time it was into the beautiful Huahai Road, and Miyau was far away from the palace.
He stood by the antique car alone, on the antique car, the girl holding the doll stood on the seat and pointed at him loudly. "Do you think I want to play with you? I don't want to, you. The thief thief is going to be thrown into the sea to feed the shark."
"You must have no mother to teach, necrotic, and steal my doll."
"With a mother, your mother must be a bad mother, the ugliest and worst mother. She definitely doesn't like you. I want to throw you into the sea and drown my father. Are you saying it?"
The adult sitting in the driver's seat heard the words and looked at him and said to his daughter. "You really don't have a mother to teach. You actually steal things. You must have regretted giving birth to your mother."
When I heard the adults shun her, the girl smiled even more happily. "Ha ha ha is sure to regret that you are born, can’t wait to kill you, your mother definitely does not like you, hate to die, this thief, bad boy, bad boy."
No.
Xiao Nian liked him very much. She always liked him very much. She always kept her sugar.
No, no, it’s not like that.
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The moonlight was in the dark room, and the palace slammed openly and sat up from the bed.
In the moonlight, he had a lot of sweat on his delicate and beautiful face. He suddenly woke up from a nightmare. In the eyes of Gong Yi, there was no usual calm, but sad.
Clear and sad.
Half a sigh, the palace gong came down from the bed, walked out with slippers, and went halfway. He returned and pushed back the palace sunflower, which almost fell to the ground.
Miyako was very well-sleeped, didn't wake up at all, turned over and continued to sleep, making a slight cry.
Miyazaki touched the black out of the room, and the little hand touched his mouth and worked hard.
He walked alone in a quiet corridor, looking up into the distance, where is the room of Xiao Nian and Gong Ou, he looked, his eyes flashed several times.
On that day, he wanted to tell him that he was fine, he might just be a little sad, he believed he was fine.
He still has to learn, but also to take care of his younger sister. He is the young master of the palace. Grandma often said that he will bear the entire palace in the future. His burden is very heavy, so he wants to grow rapidly. He should not be sad.
But when he walked to the door of the room, he heard the voice of Xiao Nian.
"Do you know, Miyao, for so many years, one of my most impressive pictures of holy is that he was not hijacked by Mona, nor was he occasionally laughing. But he stood far away from me and then yelled at me. After a while, with the etiquette, but also with alienation."
"Every time I see him yelling at me, I think he is far from me."
It turned out to be true.
It turns out that even the little thoughts are that they really don't get close. It turns out that they are really not close, not as good as her and Gongkui.
On the empty corridor in the evening, the small figure of Gong Gong walked on the floor, and the little hand slid a little from the wall.
A few seconds later, Miyazaki stood there and did not move, slowly lowered his head, his eyes smashed several times, the eyelashes were shaking, and the tears rolled out.
He knelt down, lowered his head, and let his tears fall silently to the ground.
There was only one person in the corridor. A small group of black shadows was not in the dark, only the temperature of the tears was hot.
Forgot how long it took, a soft voice suddenly came from afar.
Miyazaki immediately hid behind the potted plant, looked up and looked forward. When I saw the little thoughts coming out of the room, I left with a light hand and walked away.
The palace blinked and stood up and quietly followed.
How could she get up so late?
When Xiaoyan was very cautious, he looked back and walked back into the hall, which opened the light and the hall was bright.
Miyazaki cleverly chose a cabinet as a cover. He squatted behind the cupboard and poked his head. A pair of eyes were red under the light.
When I saw it, I opened the door and moved a few pots from the outside. Then I sat on the sofa and began to cut the branches and decorate them into the basket.
what is she doing
Miyazaki looked at her inexplicably. When she was still thinking, she was still sulking and dealing with flowers. Then she stood up and walked out, and moved a pot of flowers into it.
She is doing this so repeatedly.
When the palace was looking at it, it was sleepy. Sleeping against the cupboard, when he woke up again, the sky had begun to light up.
When Xiao Nian got up, the light was turned off.
The flower baskets on the coffee table are beautifully decorated, and the colors are more sensitive. The two long cherry blossom branches are placed on both sides of the blue.
When he was wearing an apron and a sleeve, he tied a long black hair with a headscarf and looked at it.
Gong Gong immediately retracted.
"I have time to come back for breakfast."
When Xiao Nian retracted his gaze, he glanced at the time on the watch and said to himself, then lifted the flower basket and went outside.
Go out
The palace lived and stood up, but the two legs were numb. He had to frown and stand in the same place, and his hands pressed on his knees to endure the pain of paralysis.
When this numbness passed, he disappeared when he chased the door.
Where is the mother?
The sky was smashed with a glimmer of light. It was still early, and there was some cold outside. When I was riding a bicycle, I drove past the road on the lake.
The people in Langyu Island seem to be used to getting up early and going to bed early. No one has gotten up at this point.
When Xiao Nian rode his car to the front of Lanjia, it was a difficult mansion on the Langyuyu Island, but it made people look uncomfortable. The wall was covered high, as if the people inside were trapped.
The road at the gate was smeared, and several large construction cars stopped there quietly.
This should be the masterpiece of Miyamoto.
This man has always been unwilling to let go of the person who offended him. It is also a bad luck.
When Xiaonian rode his car and leaned over, he walked down from the car and walked with the blue flowers on his hands. He carefully crossed the broken dirt roads and reached out and pressed a few bells.
She thought about it carefully last night. It seems that Lanting just heard the name of Gong Ou, and she has never seen it. So even she has never seen it before, she will misunderstand that she is a flower girl.
The doorbell rang several times.
The door was opened from the inside, and a servant stood there watching her. When Xiao Nian had not had time to open her mouth, Lan Xiaoqi ran out from the inside and was still wearing pajamas. A small face was full of words. Looking forward eagerly to this side, seeing her moment, Lan Xiaoqi's eyes clearly have joy.
When Xiao Nian squatted, how could Lan Qiqi really look forward to her coming over.
"Hello, I am here to send the flower basket."
When Xiao Nian handed the flower basket in his hand.
Lan Xiaoqi quickly pressed down the joy and stood there looking at her hatefully. "You ugly woman is really coming, and it really ran for the money, hehe."
This way of speaking is really impossible for people to calmly face.
But she still has to face it, cheer for her son.
When Xiao Nian leaned down and smiled and looked at Lan Xiaoqi, she took the flower basket to her front. "I like it specially decorated for you. I see that the elements of your clothes are all small princesses, so the main colors of these flowers are also Powdered."
Lan Xiaoqi stood in front of her, and she stayed in the air and looked at her in a silly manner.
"Like it"
When Xiao Nian asked again.
Lan Xiaoqi reacted and turned his head to the side. "Hey, I don't like it. I hate pink the most. I don't like pink at all."
But the pajamas on her body are all pink.
This child seems to like the mouth very much, obviously like it is not annoying.
When Xiao Nian did not dismantle her, she handed the flower basket to the servant on the side. "Give it to you, get in trouble."
"Ok."
The servant nodded and turned and walked inside.