Chapter 510: Warm treasure, I hurt 160

The number of warmth is still covered, and I saw Qingqing first crying. I couldn’t help but laugh and cry. I just had to bow my head and say: "Nothing, young, are you sleeping with you tonight? You can be with your mother tomorrow night." I have slept."
The childishness is still very pitiful. The clear black and dark scorpion is covered with a thin layer of water mist. Looking up at the warm and whispering eyes with tears, "Why can't you sleep together?"
The number of warmth helplessly slammed down the tears to the little guy, and the voice softly shouted: "The ceremonies said that this is the rule of marriage in the North, and the children will go to sleep with them tonight, and they will see the mother in the morning."
The childish tears, or tearful look, tears staring at the number of warmth, while swallowing and asked: "That, warm, will wear a beautiful, red dress?"
A few warm heads kissed the childish, "Well, a few warm clothes will wear a beautiful red wedding dress, marry a donkey, is it good to say?"
Qingchun holding a few warm necks and sobbing very hard nodded, can be regarded as willing to go with Li Yuan.
When I walked, I still walked back and looked at her in three steps. I stood outside the palace and watched the little guy leave. I didn’t think it was a big deal. I can see that the little guy is so sad, and he is warming himself. I couldn't help but be red-eyed. I always felt that since I was once again with Qian Qian, her emotions were always easy to fluctuate.
When Qing Qing walked, the number of warmth still felt that the young age was not sensible, so it would be so sad, but at this time the childishness was gone, and the big palace was left alone in the temple, and she warmed herself. Also a little uneasy.
It’s not afraid of anything. She knows that she will marry someone tomorrow, but that kind of uneasiness is probably like knowing that there is a stone that will soon fall, but it has not yet fallen, and the number is warm. Can wait nervously for it to fall.
That feeling, there is expectation, but more is nervous.
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At that time, when Qing Zhi was taken to the West Palace to find cockroaches, she still had a pair of tears. She saw her waiting outside the hall, but she found a little comfort. After all, the guy is weak, and the little short legs are running tired and panting, and the little guy first picks up the child and sees the child crying. The pink and red eyes look distressed. Extremely, "How is the child crying?"
Qing Qiao hugged and complained: "Do not let, sleep with a few."
Qian Qianmo also bowed down and complained to the little guy: "Do not let the cockroaches go to sleep."
Qing Qiao nodded, a pair of alums still covered with a layer of water mist: "Yes, can be wronged."
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Qian Qianmo took the niece back to the palace. At first, she was not very willing to sleep well. Maybe it was because the number of warmth was not around her, and she was not used to sleeping. He told him to tell his niece about him. Some interesting things that the marching army encountered during the war, the little guys are very interested in these things, listening to the gusto, sometimes they will ask questions in turn, and gradually forget that the number of warmth is not with you. It’s a thing.
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