The words of these ones fall into the ears of these famous eyes, like a slap in the face, and they are drawn on their faces.

If they are said by others, they may be able to refute two sentences, even if they are not in their ears, and laugh at them.

The person who can say this is the emperor of the future of the king of the king of Chu.

His words are naturally full of weight.

They have forgotten, white, very likely to be the future queen~~ Regardless of her reputation, her identity will not be low, what they should do is not alienation, but closeness is right!

Such a good opportunity, even so missed in vain, really regrets the bowel and regrets the bowel.

The looks in the eyes of Yan Xiu are different. They are all figuring out how to get close to Bai Hao. I think that Jin Wang should be here for a while and then go. At that time, there will naturally be opportunities.

But who can think of it, Jin Wang, sitting down, did not open and then left, until the dishes on the table were all on, he raised the chopsticks to eat, and poured himself a wine. . .

He is, is it going to eat at this female guest?

Mrs. Meng rushed in, glimpsed this situation, and the prejudice against the white singer became deeper and deeper.

This dead girl, clearly is deliberate, deliberately come to her.

Not angry, she is not angry, this is her son's big day.

"His Royal Highness, you are afraid that it is not suitable here? The front has prepared a seat for you, you might as well move to the front?" Mrs. Meng accompanied her smile.

What kind of scenery can she face on this weekday, can she meet this real noble person, can she get harder?

Chu Yan even looked at her and never looked at it. While she was giving herself and the white scallions, she also filled herself with wine, and her face was cozy: "No need to use it, it is quite good here, much quieter than the front, just to be with you." Good meal."

As he said, he put a piece of white fish in a white bowl.

The white pheasant did not look at Mrs. Meng, only took her as the air, and her eyes fell elsewhere.

The smile on Mrs. Meng’s face froze, I don’t know what to say next, when a maid rushed over.

"Madam, Grandma wants to ask the white girl to speak." The maid said.

Mrs. Meng frowned, swept the **** and glanced at her.

The two avoided the corner, and Mrs. Meng was anxious to ask: "What happened? Why do you want to talk to her? But what is the tongue in her ear?"

The maid shook her head: "Since I entered the door of our house, Grandma has not been alone! The slave has been by her side, and no one has ever said anything to her grandmother!"

Is it difficult to hear what is rumored outside? It’s not going to be a rumor, there’s just a rumor about it. She said that she is a young girl, she does not do well, she is a doctor, and she has touched more men than the men who have seen it in Kyoto City.

“What did Grandma say?” asked Mrs. Meng.

The maid said: "Grandma only said that it is necessary for the slave to ask the white girl. Otherwise, she will return to her family." The voice of the maid is getting lower and lower, and the legs are involuntarily receding. Angry, the hand is a slap in the face.

Such a beating, she did not know how many times.

Mrs. Meng was shocked and raised the volume, and immediately led the people around me to explore.

She hurriedly lowered her voice and asked: "Is this what Grandma said?"

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The plots of these two days are somewhat dull, because it is a transition before the big turn, so it is trivial to confess some things, but they can't be omitted. I hope everyone can understand, and the rest of the night will be even more.

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