Chapter 191: Deceptive Uncle 95

However, in the end, Ning Chengyuan still promised him, and when the time is right, he will be taken to see people.
After all, at this moment, there is a spy thing in this section of the eye. He is afraid that if he takes Xuan Jiu to the Lama Temple, he will be known by the emperor. I am afraid that it is not easy to handle. After all, his emperor is the most suspicious. It is.
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However, the palace of the palace at that time was very cold and cold.
That year, Chi Yun was the emperor's wind and light. When he entered the palace gate as his country, when he died, the palace was dead. The emperor sat in the courtyard of the Heart Palace for two nights. He thought that Chi Yun was dying. What I said before.
She said that they had a pair of twin girls, but she did not tell him that she wanted him to remember the regrets that he could not get until they were old.
Minnan Shen thought that he was enough to worry about it, but he was late.
He seems to have grief like never before.
But this is not right. Chi Yunben is a masterpiece. She has been at her side for so many years, and she is dedicated to herself. It is also purposeful.
He shouldn't be hurt for her.
But the truth is that he can't put her down.
So she began to put her thoughts on her twin girls, she thought...to find them.
Tianshi chose the emperor's place of burial for the emperor, and was finally rejected by the emperor.
"Is the emperor's plan?"
"She is the only queen, and she will naturally be buried in the Imperial Tomb."
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In these few days, the number of warm scorpions has improved. Every time I used the meal, she went to the courtyard outside the temple for a while. When she was cold, she went back to the temple to sleep.
She has been recuperating for a few days, and her mental head is better, but she doesn't like to talk. She always stares at a certain place and is quietly in a daze.
After Qian Qianmo came back, she saw her sitting on the cool stone steps and stunned her eyes. She walked over and hugged her up. She took it back to the temple and asked if the number of people underneath was warm. The answer is not yet.
Thousands of inks were ordered to prepare hot water, and the clothes on the warm clothes were gently untied. After cleaning for her, she changed her medicine to the right hand and wrapped it with gauze.
"There is a painful word."
The number did not speak, and he let him sit on his shoulders, his eyes squinting at the lamp on the case, and he was unscrupulous.
Waiting for her to change the medicine, Qian Qianmo took her white slender ankles with water drops and wiped it. "Do you want to drink water?"
Speaking, and knowing that she would not answer herself, she would hold her in the past, and he put the person on the stool, poured a cup of tea for her, and did not let her hand pick it up, then she fed her. At the mouth, the number of warmth but his own left hand took the cup in his hand.
Then, the sound of a thousand inks was uploaded from the top of the head. "This king is going to investigate this matter carefully."
A few warm texts quietly took a sip of tea and did not speak.
"The number is warm, the king knows that you can talk." Qian Qianmo still stares at her.
The number of warmth finally looked up and looked straight at him, his eyes quiet and gentle.
Then the teacup in her hand fell.
When the jingle broke, the tea splashed and the cup fell.
A few warm heads down and smashed its fragments, accidentally cut the skin of his fingers, but still quietly licking it.
The number of warmth was brought back to the palace for the first time. The voice was still dumb and very small, but one word and one word made it clear. "When it is broken, it will never return to its original appearance."