Chapter 330: Waiting for my long hair

He squeezed the purse tightly, and his face gradually faded away with the words she had just said.
"Hey brother... I am so cold..."
On the couch behind him, Zhaoyang screamed and shook his attention.
Qian Duodu looked at Zhaoyang and slept on the couch of Long Muzhen, and held his robes in his arms.
I kept saying, 暧/昧 relatives called ‘宸哥哥—’
She felt a splitting headache, and her chest seemed to be crushed by something, faintly broken, and even suffocated.
Qian Duodu took a deep breath and looked up at the roof, but did not dare to look at Long Mu's eyes: "Hey, you take care of your fiancee...the woman retired..."
Not waiting for what Long Muzhen was saying, the money blossomed and he turned and ran out of the courtyard.
"Duoer-"
Long Muzhen chased anxiously, but was blocked by the cold iron standing at the door.
"Wang Ye, you don't even wear clothes, don't you want to go out of the palace like this?"
Long Muzhen responded, looked down at his clothes, did not wear shoes, just draped a robe, simply tied a knot.
If you go out like this, you will be caught as a rogue.
But Duo must be angry this time, sad, no longer care about him.
Otherwise, the token will never be returned to him.
Especially when she called the king, she said her fiancée, who claimed to be a woman.
His heart is breaking...
Even if Duo is no longer right, then he is so arrogant, how can he be willing to reach out and push her, exporting fierce her?
Long Muzhen took the hand of Han Tie and said: "You go to chase her, and bring her back to the king anyway."
Unable to say anything, his heart is filled with a very unpredictable hunch.
If Duo can't catch up this time, he will lose her forever...
The cold iron nodded, and did not delay for a while, lifted up the leg and chased it out.
... Duo's dividing line...
After Qian Duodu ran out of the palace, it was like a lost soul swimming around the street.
While covering her mouth, she wiped her tears.
The grievance is called a heartbreaker!
It attracted the discussion of the passers-by on the street.
However, she would rather be a shame in the face of so many passers-by, she does not want her own tears to fall in front of Long Muzhen.
Time and time again being cheated, being bullied, mixed into the present, even being beaten and being ignored...
If she cried when she was in the palace, she would be looked down upon by others!
But... this is also a retribution.
Who told her nothing to be a junior?
A good pair of princes and county magistrates, she is a foreign soul from a star who doesn’t know which star is in it, who doesn’t abuse you? !
Qian Duodu still thinks, and later retired with Long Yutian, like a bandit like to force a marriage like fourteen...
I think about the lines...
Waiting for my long hair and waist, my uncle, I am good...
Although there are some earthen bars, they are very happy.
But now her lines can be changed directly.
Waiting for my long hair to be waisted, can I use it for hanging?
Qian Duodu took a long hair and made a stroke on his neck, then smashed it up indiscriminately.
She walked around the bustling streets and watched the pedestrians around you come to me with excitement, but among these various people, there was no figure that Long Muzhen was anxious to chase.
In an instant, I feel sad.