Chapter 339: 朕 将 将 将 42 42

She looked at her meditation and said, "I prefer a gentle and quiet girl..."
Not gentle and quiet at all. It’s not a girl’s. Ling Xiao:
...
I feel that my heart has been slashed.
Azhao continued: "There is no talent, and there is a poem in the belly."
Not so much love to read · Wu Jiang Ling: "..." has been tied a knife.
He lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, you don't have to say the same thing..."
A Zhao seems to have not seen him wrong, if thoughtful: "The temper is lively and not bad, looking happy."
Frequently expressionless, loaded with deep sputum: "..."
He really can't listen.
"Your Majesty, the family has not been packed, and it has been retired."
After Ling Xiao finished, for the first time, he ignored the ceremonial ceremonies and did not wait for A Zhao’s reply. He turned and left.
He did not find behind him, the little emperor's gaze.
Ling Xiao was full of sorrow and returned to the generals. Looking at the dark face, anyone can see that the general is in a bad mood.
Mrs. Ling watched him come back from the palace, and he could roughly guess why.
She sighed and said nothing.
It passed quickly overnight.
Early the next morning.
The western suburbs of Beijing.
Ling Xiao Duan sat on the horse, in front of the mighty army.
He is leaving when he waits for a good time.
Looking back at the imperial city, I took a deep breath and said goodbye in my heart.
Goodbye, Your Majesty.
"Have your car!"
what?
Ling Xiaoyi.
A car that was not eye-catching slowly came in the morning light.
The carriage stopped and the curtain account was opened, and Azhao’s face was revealed.
"The generals, I will come to see you off." A Zhao bent his eyes and smiled at him.
Behind him, countless soldiers shouted and slammed into the ground.
Ling Xiao didn't have any embarrassment, and his eyes didn't dare to look at it. When he looked at A Zhao, he said in his mouth: "If you count the time, it will only be the next time."
Azhao nodded and said: "Yes, in order to catch up with you today, I deliberately ended the early morning."
Ling Xiao moved his lips: "Chen, it is not worth squatting."
"Who said that."
A Zhao rushed to Ling Xiao and waved his hand, indicating that he bent over.
Ling Xiaozhao did it.
Azhao slightly supported his body and put it in his ear: "In the heart of the heart, as early as those things, they are not comparable to the generals."
Ling Xiao: "..."
He took a deep breath.
He was so painstakingly hiding his mind and restraining his impulses.
This person, this person has to call him like this.
"Your Majesty, offended!"
Azhao: "???"
The next moment, the front was dark, her arm was pulled by another powerful arm, and the whole person returned to the spacious carriage.
Ling Xiao followed.
The curtains fell, blocking the light from the outside and blocking everyone's view.
"Your Majesty, Chen has to commit the following."
"What..." Azhao slammed back and raised his head.
The burning breath drowned her.
"Well……"
Ling Xiao tightly buckled her back, with the courage and despair of breaking the boat, all the emotional emotions were vented in this kiss.
It may have been a long time, or only one second.
He let go of Azhao.
"The court knows that the sin is very serious. If you go to the northwest, if you can survive, you must kill the shackles and let the sire be disposed of."
Oh!
The curtain was opened.
The cold wind poured in, and the heat of the other person was taken away.
Ling Xiao looked back and saw no movement in the carriage.
He did not know whether he was relieved or disappointed.
"set off!"

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