Chapter 974: Marriage Bride: A sacrifice for marriage (end)

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The next second, she swayed and poured herself a glass of wine and looked at Donger Road: "Finally, thanks to the winter sister who made me reborn. I may have forgotten you in the future, but I will try to remember us. What happened, even a little bit... well!"
The night was long but short, and Luo Ding did not stay much, but was brought back to the world by Murong Miao at dawn.
After all, Wan Guicheng can't accommodate her a big living person...
There was a lot of things happening in the days when she was not there. Su Luo fell completely into madness, and God said that someone was going to kill her.
Murong Hanxuan couldn't stand her directly in the cold palace, but at this time his body has become more sleepy, inexplicable sleepiness.
Others don't know why these two people are so miserable, but they are very clear.
Murong Means is very good. Killing a person is definitely the most benevolent way for him.
But for Su Luo and Murong Han Xuan, he is not willing to be kind.
The Wu family received a punishment against the sky for life and death. The Witch tribe continued to fire for half a month, and the entire Wu ethnic group could not get enough grass. Even the astrology station no longer existed.
It didn't take long for Murong Ming to die. He didn't have a son before his death. After he died, no one inherited his throne.
The emperor was set aside for a long time, and eventually the general of Zhenyuan was succeeded. Change the country number to: Zhou.
All this must be arranged by Murong Ming. The general of Zhenyuan is a small prince who reincarnation of the Murong Ning family seven hundred years ago.
Although it has long been unrelated to the Murong family, it does not seem to have much to do with it.
The world must be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time. The Murong family ruled Mu Anguo for seven hundred years, and it should be changed.
Between the dust, everything seems to have had a fall.
On this day, Luo was so busy that he opened the imperial tomb built for Murong.
When she walked into the first floor, she seemed to be able to hear the voices of the sisters, and the scenes that met them for the first time.
At that time they were enemies and friends, but now she is sad for his broken fly.
On the third floor, there is still a pair of crystal plaques in the center. When you step on the ice, you will still make a sound of ‘squeaky’.
She slowly walked up, lazily leaning on the hail, learning the appearance of Murong, and the right finger tip was arbitrarily beaten.
In the next second, she cleared her throat and learned his low voice: "In seven hundred years, you are the first person to come here."
"Ah--" I don't know, I haven't waited for her pleasure to enjoy this imitation. The waist was suddenly huddled and the whole person fell into the hail.
"Stolen into my room, what do you want?" Murong held him tightly, with a shallow gentleness on his eyes.
He just went to the local government to deal with a little things. This little girl went to the place where it was not good.
"I..." Luo smashed his lips and wanted to say something, but he was blocked by his thin lips, gently rubbing the soft lips, with his unique breath.
For a long time, he gently let go of her, and the corner of his mouth outlined a lazy smile: "Welcome the hostess to go home-"
"This cold home!" Luo Dingchen pretend to be proud of the drums, a look dissatisfied.
As everyone knows, there was a faint blue light around the next second, and the whole hail turned into a weak soft bed.
He gently put her in her arms and whispered in her ear: "Nanny, sleep!"
"This feeling is so strange..."
"How come you?"
"It seems to be the same in the government."
"But we were originally married!"
"Oh, it seems to be!"
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