Chapter 632: After the blackening of the prince

Feng Qiqi said: "What is so happy after the mother?"
Azhao was not easy to hold back the smile, and he took a sip of tea and moistened it, and then he said what he had said before with Chen.
Feng Wei: "..."
After he finished listening, he did not laugh as much as Azhao imagined, but there was some subtlety between his looks.
Amazing beauty?
He looked up and saw A Zhao.
I probably didn’t know that after my mother’s day, when I was talking about the words on the day, the first thing I thought of in my mind was her figure.
Feng Wei feels that his thoughts are a bit dangerous.
However, he still said: "Why should the mother be arrogant? The beautiful beauty is beautiful, but the aura is not as good as the mother."
This is another moment.
However, Feng Wei can't listen to others who are better than their mothers.
Even if this is what Azhao said himself.
However, this kind of words fell in the ears of Azhao...
satisfaction!
Have a vision!
Azhao feels that this man is very promising.
In the face of Chen's face, a serious depreciation of himself has already made Azhao feel aggrieved.
Feng Qi’s words are really ironed.
Feng Wei looked at A Zhao's look. After seeing her words, she looked a lot and his heart fell.
He is found.
This is the same age as himself. After discussing the mother for two months, he is still a 16-year-old girl in the bones.
Delicate.
Especially like others to praise her beautiful!
Think about something cute.
At this time, Feng Qi did not quite understand what kind of thought he had after the little mother.
Until that morning, I woke up from my dreams.
Feng Qi sat up and waited for the waiter outside the curtain to whisper and ask: "Your Majesty, but what about?"
Feng Qi did not speak, just the candlelight in the sleeping hall, looking at the moiré on the curtain.
The soft, soft body of the dream, the white-eyed arm wrapped around his body feels as if you can still feel it.
That face, plain white, dyed three-point thin red, Tankou micro-张, confided that people can not help but breathe.
Familiar with him called him tremble.
I don't know how long it took, the insider whispered to him, and he got up and prepared to go up.
Feng Qi did not say a word and opened the quilt to get up.
Changed a pair of pants.
He did not go to Fuhua Palace for two days.
Azhao sent a question and got a reply that it was really busy for the next few days.
Azhao heard no words, only told the heart of the abdomen, and sent the daily supplements as usual to the palace.
Today is the third day.
Feng Wei sat in the study room, looking at a pile of unprocessed memorials in front of her eyes, and looked intently and looked outside.
At this moment, the palace of Fuhua Palace is about to come over to send the soup.
Sure enough, the next moment, the voice of the insider rang.
It is still the exquisite white jade.
Feng Wei looked calm and looked at the palace man who was lying on the ground: "Is it good to be a mother after two days?"
The palace man hesitated and said: "The Queen Mother of the Queen received some cold yesterday, and the spirit is not very good today."
Have you been cold?
The plump brows are deeply wrinkled.
"Going..." Feng Wei wanted to say that after seeing her mother, she suddenly remembered something and hesitated.
"I will go to see my mother later."
After the palace of the Fuhua Palace retreats, Feng Wei continues to deal with the memorial.