The Empress’s Gigolo

From the morning, Ren Baqian directs the two Feiqi paste spring couplets and the blessing, and the female emperor followed with interest.

"Left to the left ... to the left ... Do you know which left ...?"

"How about Zixiao?" Ren Baqian turned to look at the Empress.

"As the days increase, the years increase and the lives increase, and the spring and the heavens and the heavens and the fumanlous ... good poems! What are the following two sentences?"

"It's gone below."

"Oh, the eunuch!" The empress regretted slightly.

Ren Baqian's complexion suddenly became wonderful, and wanted to laugh, but think about Bacheng being beaten, or bear it.

"The word looks good, but it doesn't have the spirit and spirit in it, but it is inferior! It's not as good as the word you don't know what to use!" The emperor commented again.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your appreciation!" Ren Baqian looked up at the two of them: "You put your hands down, what are you still doing?"

"Oh!" The two put their hands down, and saw the Spring Festival couplet clearly printed with two palm prints, completely printed on the door, one centimeter deep ...

Ren Baqian twitched and drove the two into the house. After entering the house, his father would go out to see how the post was, crooked, and came in with a complex look.

The sight of those two flying riders was similar to the sight of the two animals.

The father and mother and Ren Wannian can get Ren Baqian's meat from the outside world every month. The speed of practice is very fast compared with their efforts, even in the military. Compared to people, the speed is not slow.

After a year, my strength has increased a lot.

Any mother took a 50-pound rice to go upstairs without panting.

But the deep fingerprints on the door still made him feel like an animal.

In particular, it wasn't shot with a single palm. I didn't hear any sound before, but it was directly pressed out, which is even more terrifying.

Even his father felt that if humans could become so horrible, the world could really change dramatically in the future.

During the day, I took a moment to talk to Ren Father and Ren Baqian, but they felt the same. With the rapid promotion of technology and martial arts, no one knows what the world will look like in the future.

The father did not worry about himself too much. After all, these changes did not happen overnight, and he was too old.

Just a little worried about the way after Ren Baqian and Ren Wannian.

"Don't worry about me. You are rich and powerful. No matter how you change it, you can't lose it!" Ren Baqian saw his father's mind and waved his hand and laughed.

"Is rich and powerful?" Ren Fu sniffed. "What kind of money is your money and power? In the eyes of ordinary people, it ’s okay. In the eyes of people who are really rich and power, nothing counts. Before it was put, it was at best an upset.

"Dad, do you have any misunderstanding about Hanmen?"

"Do you have any misunderstandings on Hanmen? Do you think ordinary people are Hanmen? Ordinary people are not even Hanmen.

There is another name in Hanmen, which is the Qiang tribe.

Those who have the prestige of a county are called soldiers, and the prestige of a county is also a squire, Dai.

In the past, a county was almost our province. A county is now an ordinary prefecture-level city.

In an ordinary prefecture-level city, there is enough fame, and in a city, it has a considerable say, even if it is not the city's richest man. How much is the richest man in a city? Don't say anything else, let's just do this, repair, you know? At least there are more than 10 billion. What's your money? And I have n’t even had three generations, saying that you are a cold door and you are uplifted. "

Ren Daqian's face turned dark after a few counts, and then he wondered: "What does Hanmen mean?"

"Without learning tricks, do you think it's a cold door if you don't wear warm in the winter?" The father was counted as eight thousand meals, and he was in a great mood for a long time.

"Less show you something. Since your father has learned your stuff, now he is fascinated by classical culture, and studies it all day long." Renmu revealed the truth in the kitchen probe.

"Live to learn and learn from my old wife." My father didn't care, he could at least teach his son.

"The boss lady will be a royal family in the future, how can it be a cold door." The two flying riders grinned aside.

"Madam? Royal family?" My father opened his mouth, glanced subconsciously at the emperor, and saw her calmly without rebuttal, and did not know whether to hear or not.

But the royal family ... isn't this daughter-in-law relative?

The father turned his head and was shocked.

I looked at the Empress again, and the more I looked at it, the more likely it was. The momentum of the daughter-in-law here can be raised by ordinary people ... and Ren Baqian's two men are obviously not ordinary people and can be directly on the security door Is it normal to press out four fingerprints?

Where did Ren Baqian come from? Such a man can be hired with his money? Where is the liar?

Where did this guy come from? It's scary to think carefully.

The father's face turned white first, then green, and finally black. He got up and walked into the room.

"What's wrong?" Ren Baqian was shocked to see his dad's face change and then got up without a word. He didn't know what kind of brain supplement he had gone through.

"I'm going to eat a bottle of Liuwei Dihuang Pills!" Ren Fu threw a sentence without looking back.

"Well!" Ren Baqian sprayed at that time.

The father never came back to mention anything embarrassing. It did n’t happen when he did anything. He opened his mouth just how wise he is today. He shut up and talk about how good the development is today. Any eighty-one forehead black line.

He also had a taste of what his father had made up in the end.

But the two flying riders are right, they are indeed the royal family, but they are different from the one that their father thought ...

After thinking about it, Ren Baqian still dragged his father aside: "Zixiao's identity is special, not what you think."

"Special? Understand. I understand. I ca n’t say this. Rest assured. Your father and I have had more salt than the rice you have eaten. Can I not understand?" stand up:

If Zixiao is just excellent, plus his family, that's fine.

But even if it is related to the above, it is troublesome. Can you still treat this as your own daughter-in-law? Can she really be with her son?

Ren Baqian looked at his expression, his face was speechless: "You really don't understand, she has nothing to do with it."

My father knew for a moment. It ’s not the one above, but the next one, right? Has the next appointment been settled?

"Okay, I know all about your father. It's just you ... I can't control your affairs, pay more attention to yourself." Renfu shook his head.

Ren Baqian found that he didn't understand, his dad really couldn't understand.

Can you explain the identity of the Empress herself? how to explain? Empress of another world?

Forget it ... Ren Baqian thinks about it, don't explain, the worse the explanation.

In the following afternoon to evening, Dad didn't show anything strange, not even his mother said, but he was worried by himself from time to time.

At seven o'clock in the evening, after more than eight thousand, he took the emperor and two flying riders down the stairs, followed by Ren Wannian.

Downstairs, there were already two SUVs and a semi-truck waiting there. The canvases on the truck were rigorous.

"Brother, what on earth is so mysterious?" Ren Wannian looked at his brother, then at the two bears, and at his sister-in-law, all in a single suit. I didn't feel the cold in the weather.

Only the rigorousness wrapped by myself.

He pulled down the zipper that had been overcome by ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and he felt a cold wind pour into it, took a nap, and quickly pulled it back with hands and feet.

"Fireworks!" Ren Baqian said hello and got in the car.

The group drove for twenty minutes to the suburbs, found an open space, and untied the canvases. It was sure that the truck was loaded with fireworks.

Not long after, the first fireworks bloomed in the air. Then more fireworks rose into the sky.

The emperor looked up at the blossoming fire, and the flickering rays of light reflected on her face, her face full of tranquility and tenderness.

Ren Baqian stretched out his hand and clasped the Empress's hand in a timely manner. The two stood side by side, side by side.

"Is it cold?" Ren Baqian asked gently as Ren Wannian and two flying riders set off fireworks in the distance.

As long as the emperor said cold, she could hug her justified.

"not cold!"

"Oh, Kechen is so cold, Your Majesty, please hug!" Ren Baqian said with a smile, and then waited for the upcoming kick. He was ready for a close encounter with the snow.

However, the empress cuddled him behind him, put her chin on his shoulder and asked softly, "Are you warm?"

"It's warm!" Ren Baqian smiled and held the hands of the emperor around him.

The two flying riders in the distance inadvertently looked up to see the Empress and Ren Baqian in front of her, and then turned their heads, with a smile on their faces, and cheerfully set off fireworks there.

Being able to see His Majesty with his favorite people and seeing His Majesty's gentle and calm smile is also a blessing to them, the Flying Riders that exist to protect His Majesty.

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