Chapter 145: Little king

"I..." Lin Guizhen did not expect Long Mu's opening, but she did not give herself a face, with threats everywhere, she was shocked that she flashed her tongue for a moment, and she couldn't say a word. He slammed his mouth and gave himself a round: "The king is very serious. For a small three kings, this palace will not be so disregarded."
The so-called 'big picture' is her glory and wealth, but also the position of her son's prince.
If you are now falling out with the king, then the fisherman’s profit is the queen.
Long Muzhen nodded with satisfaction and smiled. "Yeah, Lin Guizhen is a wise man. Some people you don't think are in the eyes of the king, but you can't get through your miles."
This is his intention to show his feelings to Lin, and as long as the money blossoms and nothing happens, this miles of mountains and rivers will be the bag of Long Yutian.
Jiangshan is so beautiful, attracting countless heroes to bend down; the beauty is so beautiful, the heroes don’t even want to be in the mountains.
Is this the old hero who is saddened by the beauty?
Lin Guifei couldn't help but turn his worried eyes to Long Yutian. He saw that he was holding Zhu Sisi in his arms, but his eyes were concentrating on the money blossoming.
Her son, who has always been calm, especially when facing the king of the king, is more respectful than his father. How can he be so unsettled today?
Is it really for the so-called 'face'? Still other?
Thinking about it, Lin Guizhen felt a burst of headache, except for Long Yutian, is there a fourth? !
One is no more than one worry!
... Duo's dividing line...
After Long Muzhen took the money and blossomed out of the Imperial Garden, she first found a doctor to do a whole body check for her. After confirming that her body had no problem, she gave a slight relief.
However, during this time, Long Mu was busy and busy, and he was very anxious, but the money blossoming was always pulling his head, and he was slouching and not talking.
However, looking at her old high mouth, she can hang a drag bottle, and she will be unhappy after discovering it.
I think about it, I was beaten by my husband in public, and I was almost by the guards. Who can be happy?
Long Muzhen accompanied her to a lakeside, raised her hand and touched her mouth, gently groaning: "Duo is angry, isn't it? Unhappy? Tell me if you want to do something, want to cry Laugh, fight and swear, I will accompany you, in front of me, you don’t need to be so calm, you know?"
Qian Duodu looked up at him and reached out and licked his nose. He did not deny his feelings.
"Fourteen, I was beaten by Long Yutian."
"I know."
"I was also smashed by the guards."
"Ok..."
"I am in a bad mood now, I need to vent my emotions."
"What do you want?"
The two people had a simple conversation, and Long Mu's opening was followed by her, which made the money blossoming a lot more comfortable.
She didn't talk for a while, and some of her wayward flat mouths, her eyes turned, and finally fell on his arm, sticking out the little finger and hooking it: "Hands up."
Long Muzhen couldn't figure out what the money was going to do at the moment, but she still raised her arms very well and crossed her eyes.
The next second, but did not expect the money to blossom without asking for three seven twenty-one, bowed his head and slammed into his arm, as if all the grievances, turned into two on the arm of Long Muzhen Row of teeth printed.