Chapter 2613: Xin Yue Jun Jun does not know (59)

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In the spring of March, Chuntian quietly arrived.
Luo Dian dust lived in the Palace of the Palace these days, just a few dozens of ladies who took care of her food and clothing.
It seems that just a few months, she became the most important woman in this harem.
But it is not the woman of the emperor...
In addition to the necessary business affairs, Du Jiusheng stayed at Junlin Palace for most of the time.
She often makes snacks for her, and often gives the piano to the unborn Sonian.
Since the death of the Queen and the Prince, the body of the Holy Spirit has been bad for a long time. In recent days, it has arrived at the time of dying.
When the ministers are down, he will prepare the script. If he goes west, he will inherit the throne from Du Jiusheng.
At this point, the cold palace prince who had been sealed up in the North Han Palace for a long time became the most powerful person of the ink dynasty.
Soon after, the emperor went west to return to heaven, and Du Jiusheng officially took over the throne.
Luo Dust will never forget that day, the blue sky, the clouds, every picture is just right.
She wore a sakura-red splendid double-butterfly blouse, standing on a high platform not far away, watching him smile softly.
It’s good, everything is so good.
The front is discolored and the harem is still discolored.
The young masters who entered the palace were originally prepared for the emperor, but after the emperor went, they naturally wanted to try to win the favor of the nine students.
It is a pity that such rumors spread less than a day, and the so-called little masters disappeared bizarrely in the palace.
On this day, Du Jiusheng just sat down and went to the imperial dining room to make a bowl of egg buds for her.
Luo said that while eating and laughing, he said: "I heard that the little masters in this palace disappeared overnight. You said that this has nothing to do with our nine-year-old brother."
Du Jiusheng heard the words and couldn't help but chuckle and held her into her arms: "It's a relationship."
"Where did they go?" Luo Dian did not expect that Du Jiusheng would be so honest, lazy and relying on his arms and beheaded: "Where did they go?"
In the next second, Du Jiusheng looked at her very flatly and said: "Give the father to the funeral..."
"What!" Luo was shocked and jumped up from the soft couch, looking at him with amazement: "Real!"
"You, you--" Du Jiusheng pulled her hand and touched her head gently: "It must be a mother-in-law, but it is not calm."
Calm? How is this calm?
The little masters in this palace say that there are also a hundred, and their family's nine-year-old brothers are not so black, really let them go with them!
"I let them make choices." Du Jiusheng said with a gentle smile: "I choose to leave the palace or choose to be buried!"
Luo Dingchen heard a chuckle: "So they all chose to leave the palace?"
"Is it difficult to think that they will choose to be the burial of the father?" Du Jiusheng’s deep eyebrows focused on her and said: "Not everyone is as stupid as a sloppy child. There are not so many lives and deaths in this world. love."
Luo Dian looked at his serious eyebrows, and gave a slight glimpse. After a long time, he smiled softly: "I am not stupid!"
"It's so stupid--" he wrapped her with a quilt on the side and said softly: "After eating the egg flower, we have a sleep, there is nothing today, and when I wake up, I will accompany you to go."
"it is good!"
Du Jiusheng hugged her, she was holding a warm quilt, the room lit up with sandalwood, the air was filled with a touch of aroma, and people quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Dreams, dreams of dark and dark intertwined.
Whenever she feels she is going to the light, a powerful black mist instantly swallows her.
Endless...