Chapter 12: : The royal family has no good things.

At this time, the sky suddenly floated a little rain, and the dragon ten stretched out the wide sleeves to keep the rain for the phoenix, and pulled her to the small pavilion. Feng Xiaoer was embarrassed to open the distance from the dragon ten, and the face was dyed. Twilight, sly scratching his neck, bowing his head to pat the small drops of water on his body, and suddenly heard the sound of the dragon and the low voice coming from the peach blossom forest.
Feng Xiaoer looked up at the head and saw the dragon seven holding the shoulders of Feng Xiaoer. The painful question: "Hey, why, why don't you marry the king?"
Feng Xiaoer took a crying and delicate mouth: "The deaf children can't afford the seven kings, and the sister loves the seven kings. How can the dear children win the love of their sisters? Wang Ye forgets the children, don't come back later. "When you are a child," he cried and ran away.
Long Qi stood in the peach blossom forest for a long time, until Long Shi used to yell at him: "Seven brother, how are you so confused, Feng Xiaoer abandoned you want to enter the palace as a prince, so that a woman who loves vanity is not worth it. You are like this"
The dragon's eyes wide open to see the dragon ten, obviously it is incredible.
Feng Xiaoer feels ironic and can't help but sneer. Dragon Seven is better and better in the world's population. It is just a poor infatuation. Oh, their business has nothing to do with her. Feng Yuer took the skirt and walked back to the backyard.
Feng Xiaoer returned to his room, because it was raining, the little potatoes stayed in the house to make shoes, Feng Xiaoer squatted at the window, boring to see the drizzle outside, Feng Xiaoer was about to be bored and mad, she Finally, I deeply understand that Mr. Lu Xun’s sentence is not in the silence or in the silence. The ancient woman who is raised in the deep is really pitiful. No, she can’t do anything, feel that she has become a waste material, she Have to find something to do.
With so much money in your hand, what do you have to do to make sense?
"A few days is the birthday of the Queen Mother. The Master told the few ladies to go to the Dragon King Temple with the second lady tomorrow to pray, Miss you go?" The small potato sewed the needlework and chatted with Feng Xiaoer.
Feng Xiaoer’s voice suddenly came, and he turned his head and looked at the little potato with excitement:
Go, of course, I have to go.
Such a good opportunity, there is no reason to go.
The little potato looked at the excitement of her own lady. She didn’t have to think about the lady’s thoughts. She immediately whispered a warning:
Miss, you’ll be safe, now you’re everywhere, you’re here, Miss. If there is another three long and two short, how can the slaves explain to the dead lady?"
Feng Xiaoer reached out and touched the hair of a small potato. It was rare to say: "You can rest assured that potatoes are doing things." Feng Xiaoer thinks that the more sneaking and hiding, the more the enemy’s suspicion is caused. It’s better to do what it wants, and the phoenix’s mind flashes through the tricks. The corner of the mouth can’t help but rise up and reveal a bright smile. She wants to find out in the enemy. She confused the enemy's sight before and completely got rid of her suspicion.
The small potato cut off the last thread, and the shoes in the handle were handed to Feng Xiaoer: "Miss, try not to wear it."
Feng Xiaoer’s heart was warm, laughing and taking off his old shoes and putting on new shoes. He walked down two steps and was very satisfied with the small potato’s vertical thumb:
It’s just right, comfortable.

The small potato was praised as embarrassed, and touched the ear and smiled: "Miss like it." Say and go to work other things.
Feng Xiaoer looked at the busy figure of the little potato and couldn't help but ask: "Do you want to marry a potato?" The small potato is twenty years old, and it is an old girl in ancient times.
"Why did the lady ask this question? Isn't the small potato where the young lady is not a slave?" The little potato was so scared that he left the feather duster in his hand and almost cried out in front of Feng Xiaoer.
Feng Xiaoer smiled embarrassedly: "No, I feel that you can't take care of me for a lifetime. If you have someone you like, tell me, I will be the master of you."
The small potatoes broke into laughter and touched the eyes: "The slaves don't marry, the slaves take care of the lady for a lifetime."
Feng Xiaoer patted the shoulders of the small potatoes. "Stupid gimmicks, maybe you will have such a thought when you have someone you like." Then he squatted out of the window and held his chin on his chin. "When is this rain?" Stop." She has not gone out for a few days. Feng Xiaoer closed his eyes and closed his eyes on the window. This feeling seems to be good.
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Dragon 10 is not annoyed. He retracts his hand and leans against the pillar outside the window. He shakes the fan and smiles at Feng Xiaoer.
Feng Xiaoer was stared in by the dragon ten, and asked casually: "Is there an umbrella?"
The dragon nodded, Feng Xiaoer jumped down, picked up the paper umbrella hanging on the wooden frame and stretched his neck and handed it out. The dragon ten was actually not picked up.
Feng Yuer’s tone urged:
Hold it, your old man is sheltering from the rain in my life. If I am seen, I will be bad and my reputation...

Long Shi made an injured expression and took the paper umbrella and succumbed: "Small 兮兮 This is the rush to go..."
Feng Yuer breathlessly exhaled, and pulled back the paper umbrella. The dragon ten hands quickly received the paper umbrella, "In fact, the king just wants to see you." Throwing a wink and opening the paper umbrella elegantly left, leaving Feng Xiaoer a back of a generation of glory.
Feng Xiaoer feels funny, Long Shi is always old and unfair. It is also an interesting person.
Feng Xiaoer shook his head and closed the window. The royal man was too esoteric, and he still had a little bit of intersection. Don't touch the guy in the future.
Turned off the window, the little potatoes excitedly joined in front of Feng Xiaoer: "Miss, the ten princes seem to like Miss 哎".
Feng Xiaoer didn't take it for granted. "He just thought that I was too funny and too boring to tease me. The royals didn't have a good thing."
The little potato was scared to the small mouth of the phoenix phoenix: "Be careful with the ear and the ear."
Feng Yuer cautiously blinked and nodded, she will pay attention, after all, this is not the 21st century of democracy and freedom.
When the weather was fine, the weather was completely new. Feng Xiaoer wore a simple green gauze dress. The small potatoes gave her a good-looking hairstyle. She couldn’t help but admire: "The former lady always likes to wear hair and make heavy makeup. Now, I found out that the lady is really beautiful, like a fairy."
Feng Xiaoer laughed and said nothing. Indeed, the Lord is beautiful, but it is a foolish woman who has a skin and no wisdom. In Feng Xiaoer's view, beauty is important, and more importantly, life wisdom.
Feng Xiaoer went out to the street to know that the street wall was full of portraits of her men's clothing. The small potatoes came close to her ear and said, "I don't know which one is blind. Fortunately, it is not like it. It is simply Two people".
Feng Xiaoer shrugged his shoulders and smiled, and swayed and took the small potatoes and walked over.
Suddenly shouted behind him: "The first two stood still"
In the 18th generation of his ancestors, which murderer dared to drink her like this in the eyes of the public? Still scared her heart and liver almost jumped out.