Chapter 4: Lose weight

Since then, she has been raised as a porcelain doll, and she has been staring aside, even walking two steps in the hospital, kneeling and persuading.
Pei Zhuang became more skeptical. Is the murderer who killed the original owner related to the emperor?
However, the emperor's face value can really be beaten. She is worried about doing scientific research in modern times and is worried. Now God sees pity and sent her such a cheap husband.
At one and a half moments, she couldn't leave the palace again, the only chance to contact the beautiful man, she had to win!
After careful consideration, Pei Zhuang came to a conclusion: As long as the emperor is concerned about herself, as long as she takes the initiative to find the key, this thigh is still very reliable and can hold!
At night, Gu Jinghong came again.
Pei Zhuang deliberately changed a light gauze, and it was about to be affixed softly, but Gu Jinghong avoided it quietly. "It's late, you're not good yet, go to bed earlier."
After speaking, I lay down first and turned to the other side.
Pei Zhuang gritted her teeth and lay down. She deliberately poked Gu Jinghong's back with her fingers, and said softly, "The emperor, Chen Yi is already very good."
For a long time, there was no response.
Could it have been asleep now! how is this possible?
Pei Zhuang was depressed, and she put her hands on her stomach, and she was trembled by the softness.
Flesh! Everywhere is meat!
Pei Zhuang couldn't help but secretly make up her mind-she must lose weight. By that time, it was just negotiation and she had more capital than she does now.
If the emperor can be taken down, what kind of plan is it?
"Sample, after a month, my sister will make you regret your back to me today!"
Yoga running!
Cooking in fresh water!
In the eyes of the palace people, her actions are almost like being possessed, and she often worshipped Buddha madly when Pei Zhuang ran sweatily.
Lan'er was even more powerful. When Pei Zhuang ate a bowl of vegetables and was dizzy and hungry, he let the small kitchen set up a large pot in the middle of the courtyard and lead everyone to shabu-shabu.
That aroma ...
That bright color ...
Almost shaken Pei Zhuang's firm will.
There was no trick. Pei makeup simply declared in public that she was ill when she was a child, and an expert told her that this method can be used to treat the disease.
Gu Jinghong heard that after dropping the memorial, she went to visit Pei Zhuang, but only saw Laner crying with a small face at the gate, as if she would faint at any time.
Before he spoke, Lan Er quickly knelt down: "My mother is suffering from wind and cold, and she is afraid of getting sick to the emperor, so she cannot meet the emperor."
"Then ..."
"The emperor forgive me!"
Lan'er was really scared, her voice couldn't stop shaking.
She didn't expect that she would be given such a task by her own master, but this is ... bullying!
Gu Jinghong heard this, and frowned. What kind of moth did the woman engage in? "Was she still normal?"
"Her Majesty, my mother is only a minor illness."
Gu Jinghong let out a sigh of relief and waved his hand. "If so, then you can serve well."
Laner let out a long breath when she saw the emperor leaving.
Pei Zhuang, who had been listening to the corner of the door, widened her eyes, and left with a few questions. Obviously caring about her so much, is this evasive attitude afraid of her scary obesity?
Gu Jinghong's attitude is simply a strong heart. Pei Zhuang is working harder on the way to lose weight.
She insists on dieting and exercise medicine.
After one month, although not completely thin, he removed the outermost swimming ring.