Chapter 330: may give birth to your anger

In the East Palace, the ecstasy suddenly gave a horror. He rolled over and climbed up, pushing away the sorrowful moon that has always been enjoyed.
The witch was weak and looked at the separation. There was a trace of viciousness and resentment in his eyes, but he did not see it at all.
When he got up, he found that his body became very strange. The original instinct of the original cultivation was in the opposite direction. The blood seemed to freeze in the body. He tried to suppress the terrible counter-inflation, and finally he found one. A horrible thing, these counter-current infuriations have mutated into some kind of poison, but they can't be forced out of the body.
In the end, he can only gather these strange counter-currents together, and finally seal it on his left leg, and want to take the opportunity to take it out from the sole of the foot.
But he thought it was good, but when they really gathered on the soles of the feet, the veins of the footsteps could not withstand too many strange instinct, the life was burst, and then the bones...
Huayu Man, who had been scared to the eaves, almost fell off the scene.
Thirteen tightened her waist and glanced down at the bottom. After confirming that one leg had been scrapped, the two black spots between his fingers still popped out, and then held the little feathers again without saying a word. go away.
This time she did not regenerate, but actively took care of the arms of thirteen. "From the sun, how do you say that the separation is so stupid, you have to ruin your own leg."
If he does nothing, look at the doctor or something. The medicine she made with the moon bamboo scorpion is at best to make his martial arts lose.
Of course, the witch who is in harmony with it will also lose its martial arts, but from the situation just now, the separation is abolished, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with the moon. Is this their toxic smoke wrong?
Thirteen faint words: "Witchcraft is very useful in many times. The witch is closed for a long time. When she was in the same room, she brought the poison in her body to the deviant body. At this time, it is at most physically weak, and the separation is not so good."
Hua Yuman was a little depressed. She knew that the witch was only weak and not injured. She was just a knife again.
Thirteen funny smiles pinched her depressed face. "Frailness is easy to get into the body. Well, today's business is perfectly solved, go home and go to sleep."
Hua Yuman is puzzled, where is the perfect solution, not perfect at all.
Thirteen bowed down on her earlobe and said a secret. "I sent a good thing like a witch to the moon. After she used witchcraft, she would feel bad and sad. That taste must be more difficult than death...

Hua Yuman’s mood is good after listening to it, and he is happy to go home.
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The next day, the emperor announced an important thing, and once again boiled the whole country.
The emperor’s divorce was once again abolished because his heart was impure, he practiced sorcerers, and he was humiliated by the royal face.
After two establishments and two wastes, all those who supported the separation were all in a state of shaking. Many people also voted for the three emperors.
Hua Yuman heard this news and there was no reaction. The Prince is a waste. Lidu has nothing to do with her. However, if she is off the stage, she can’t be cheap. The three emperors are bizarre. The man’s heart is so vicious, she must not let him. Better, cheaper for no reason.
After lunch, Hua Yuman invited Mo Ziting to go to the Fengshang Restaurant. Feng Caicheng has returned. The two people ate and drank in the wind and wine building for a whole day, but this time they did not come to see her. Yuman was also happy to be leisurely, and called the bamboo raft last month to conspire for another day.
In the evening, thirteen finally came to swear, this whole day, he did not come to her, this girl did not go back.
"Little feathers, do you think you are bored at home?" When he got home, he looked at her thoughtfully. He thought, is there a child who can hold small feathers?
"Sun, do you know what the economic source of the Three Emperors is now?" Hua Yuman asked seriously.
"Small feathers, can you not pay more attention to your husband?" Thirteen felt that this time his own woman's mind was too unconcerned on his own, let him taste good.
Hua Yuman slightly stunned and suddenly laughed. "How do you pay attention? We are together every day. Are you not a lot of things?"
Thirteen is depressed, so that is the case, but he still does not like the energy of small feathers too much attention to other men, even if they are trying to deal with them.
"Little feathers, do you want to be a queen?" Thirteen put her on her own leg and asked very seriously.
He has always been in a rare position, but...
For the small feathers, he wants to give her the best and the most wanted.
Hua Yuman shook his head, "I don't want to."
She doesn't like the life of the palace. She doesn't like the people in the palace. She doesn't like to be restricted. She doesn't want to guard a man every day, waiting for him to pity and favor.
That life is not suitable for her!
"If there is no harem, like the Blue King, are you willing to be a queen?" Thirteen asked again.
Hua Yuman still shook his head. "I don't want to. We are very good now."
I want to go out of the palace and go out to the palace. I want to go home and go home. I want to go shopping and go shopping. However, when I am a queen, even if the rights are higher and higher, these ordinary people can't do it casually.
Moreover, she promised the emperor, she will choose one of the emperors to assist him, so she is also observing these emperors during this time, who is suitable for that position.
Thirteen sighed, no more.
He didn't tell the little feathers. In fact, the meaning of the emperor is already very clear. He is clearing the obstacles for himself...
The real successor to the throne in the emperor’s heart is him...
The emperor's mind is unpredictable, but he understands, but can't speak to the little feathers. He is afraid of scaring her, even more afraid of her rejection.
"Little feathers, if one day, I have done something that makes you unhappy because of the last resort, you must forgive me, don't be angry with me, forgive me, okay?"
Thirteen's tone is somewhat helpless and sad, and even a hint of praying, Hua Yuman's heart is slightly hurt.
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She was silent for a while and nodded lightly: "Okay, I promise you."
Thirteen moved to kiss her lips, Hua Yuman pushed him away, his eyes flashed: "Sun, if one day, I did something for some reason, maybe you will be angry, will Sad, but don't you blame me?"
"Little fool, how can I be angry with you?" Thirteen smiled to scrape her nose.
All along, he has held her in the palm of his hand, and how could she be angry with her.
The atmosphere between the two people was slightly warmed up. In the end, thirteen couldn’t help but entangle the little feathers again, and the familiar and nostalgic was warm with her...
Three days later, Hua Yuman got up and heard the housekeeper report, saying that it was off-campus.
Hua Yuman turned his head and looked at the thirteenth where he was getting a look at his own strokes. "What is he doing?"
Thirteen strokes did not stop, and the lightly said: "It is definitely coming to find a doctor!"
His brush is painted with small feathers and jade fingers, and he laughs while painting.
Hua Yuman saw him not moving and asked again, "Don't you see him?"
"Don't see. Let the glory go out and give him a slap, this king is very busy now!" Thirteen still painted, this painting has been painted for a long time, he can not ruin a good painting, and this painting The woman is still his favorite woman.
Nothing is more important than this.
Hua Yuman chuckled, and Li said that he was very busy to paint for himself?
However, the sun was gone, she had no reason to see him, and she did not want to see the separation, so she simply sat in front of the thirteen to let him paint, this is the first time that Liyang painted his own portraits. .
The hall, leaving the left and waiting for the right, is waiting for the thirteen emperor to appear, his face is very bad, but can not attack, one is asking for people, and second, his legs can not go. It is.
His legs were abolished, and his veins were completely destroyed. He had become a wasteful person with nothing. In addition, he lost the identity of the Prince. He was not qualified for a arrogance.
Therefore, he seems to be a bit lonely and pitiful at this moment, and his tone is somewhat helpless to the butler: "Is the thirteen brothers in the house? Or Man, no, it is the thirteen kings, are they there?"
The housekeeper did not ask, but an official answer. "Please wait for your Highness. We can't get in the main courtyard. I don't know if people are not there."
The fists of the separation were tight and some were unhappy, but they still said: "Trouble to help the king to see..."
At the time of the housekeeper's embarrassment, it was absolutely clear that the separation was completely like seeing the straw, and the enthusiasm looked at the bright, and the voice was a little trembling: "Is it the thirteen brothers who brought you? Can you help the king?"
Every doctor in the palace came to treat him. He said that there is no possibility of recovery. He is not willing to turn himself into a waste person, so he bites his teeth and brings him to the thirteen kings.
I looked at the legs of the departed, cold and cold. "Yes, but I just came to tell your Highness, I can't cure your wounds, and I won't cure it."
"Is it money? How much do you want, I will give it to you." I was so excited that I refused to rule. I was so excited that I just wanted to stand up, but my feet fell, but I fell on the chair. The pain in the leg was struck, and he immediately became a grin.
"I have been swearing by the ancient ban, and I have not ruled, and I can't cure it. The injury of my Highness is already within the scope of my inability to heal. I am really sorry."
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