Chapter 477: Warm treasure, I am hurting 127

A few warm listeners who boasted of their uncle, are quite proud.
After all, I know that Uncle Uncle is the same thing. Listening to others is not another big hero. It is another matter.
This feeling is probably the same as that of the childish listening to her.
Su Hai’s concern is different from that of Wu Yue. He smiled and asked for the number: "I haven’t seen your daughter yet, what is the name?"
"Youth, look at it next time, but I am afraid of life, don't scare my niece."
"That must not be, I like children very much!"
A few warm smiles, this time the boat is docked.
She still remembers that when they came to the warm rain platform last time and Suhai, everyone was still a student at Yulin Academy. Now four years have passed, and they are no longer the children of the year.
The warm rain platform is as beautiful as ever, especially this time is spring, everywhere cyan.
They talked about the future in the warm rain, and then went to the restaurant to eat and drink. The person who was invited was a singer, because he had recently been promoted to the official, and it was none of him.
Most people drank alcohol, but the number was warm and not drinking. One was afraid of being worried about childhood. The other was that she was afraid that her uncle would be angry, and she would not be greedy, and she would not drink.
However, when she didn't think too much, when everyone came out of the restaurant and said goodbye to go home, the more drunken the cockroaches, the more she asked her: "When you warm up, do you know, Wen Zhi, now where is the person... ..."
The number was warm, but he still told him: "In Ancheng."
On the way back, the warmth of thinking about the tone and eyes when she asked her, always felt that it was not quite right, but for a while she did not quite understand what it was.
After returning to the palace, the number of warmth was planned to accompany the young child, but when I went back, I did not see the childish figure, and the thousands of people were gone.
A few warmmen asked Li Yuan to ask, Li Yuan had to tell her truthfully, the king of the king took the young child to the military camp...
The number was warm and I couldn’t help but widen my eyes.
晟千墨 this can still hope for the childish point...
Not to mention that the youthful body is weak, the military camp is heavy, there is a place where the sword is shot, and the child is still a four-year-old child. How can he bring the child to the military camp...
The number was warm and angry, and I didn’t want to let Li Yuan prepare a carriage for her. I didn’t wait for Li Yuan to report it. She had to go to the military camp and ask for a thousand inks.
After the number was warmed up to the barracks, I thought I had to let the guards go to inform me, but the guards saw that the number was warm, and I didn’t dare to ask more questions, and led her in.
There are many people in the military camp, but they can hear the movements from the military field and the collision of weapons on other training grounds.
The number of warmth couldn't help but ask the guard who came over him: "Where is the king?"
The guard told the truth: "The king is at the shooting range."
The number of warmths came to the army camp very long ago, so the location of the shooting range is still familiar, and I have been looking for it.
Far away, it seems to hear the cheers of the soldiers from the shooting range.
The number warmed and frowned slightly, and curiously followed the sound to find the past.
Going to the shooting range, it was a very high stone platform. The number of warmth went up the stone steps, standing on the stone platform and looking at the past.
Then, I saw what I couldn’t help but stunned.
The number of warmth saw such a scene -