MTL - Congratulations, Empress-~ 301 dark mans are difficult to hide, life and death Penglai

"What?" Splendidly spread the palm of his hand and looked at the small box in his hand.

"Rouge! It's rouge!" Jiner jumped his feet. "You haven't even used rouge?!"

I was shocked and smiled. "My grandfather is naturally beautiful, and I don't usually use rouge."

Jiner drum rounded his eyes and reached for it. "You don't give it back to me!"

The flower stunned and raised his hand and smiled: "Why don't you, it's mine."

"The son, this is the embroidered by our four sisters." I want to accommodate the embroidery, and smiled: "Peony spring sleep, this embroidery can make the son and the grandfather make a big quilt!"

A few people laughed out loudly, took a horrified eyebrow and picked up their eyebrows. They took it over and politely, shaking off the embroidery, and hooking the lips: "Several girls have good craftsmanship, and they have a reward!"

"Thank you for the son." I want to let a few people retreat.

Wen Yanyi came forward and placed a small box on the table, saying: "A hairpin."

Take a look at the horror, it is a white jade head, elegant and generous.

"Very beautiful, Yanqing, you really have a vision." She held it in front of her eyes and looked at it for a while, saying: "Is it worth a lot of money?"

Wen Yuyi only did not hear it, and pulled out and gave the position to others.

Wen Ruyu walked over with his face. "I shouldn't have been willing to take care of my golden spider silk, but today is your birthday, and even if it is icing on the cake, it will be revealed."

Flowers stunned and reached out, "What about gifts?"

"Will you have a gift?" Wen Ruyu despised her. "Don't you say that you have arrived?"

"It's one thing!" Splendidly tapped his finger on the table. "You said you are ready, don't you give me who I am going to?"

This fine, Wen Ruyu took out the things in her sleeve and pushed it to her. "I am also a poor ghost, you will be there!"

The stunned open box is a very beautiful wood carving, carved from rosewood, exquisite and delicate, with a touch of fragrance.

"The son, this is us and the moon, the clouds." Su Huan and Mei Er came forward and placed a jar of flowers and carvings in front of her. "This wine cellar was sent for a long time, so I just caught up."

The flower stunned a cup, and half of it was handed over to Yu Yan. "You taste it, it is very sweet."

After the Yanpin, I nodded slightly.

"The son, the choir is more taken care of by you," the choir brought a set of white shirts up and smiled: "The son has always liked white, and sings poetry with a small amount of money to vote for the son's heart, and careful to ask the son to laugh."

The flower stunned and took over the white shirt, and turned to give a red envelope to the child's nose, and sang a poem: "Hold it, don't allow it!"

Then there was a black sang, but Su Huan advised him to finally change his burlap clothes and asked him to pick a bright color. He never wanted to, and said that he was black and dirty. Can wear it for several years. The words that are said to be laughter are not angry or not. In the end, they have to give up.

However, Sang did not return to his voice and laughed. When he wore black, he was even more gloomy. At this time, he went to the horror and came forward with a smile on his face.

"The son," he smiled and was a little cramped. Even the speech was a little unstable. "I can't afford the precious things. This is the peace sign I went to the temple to ask for, and I can keep my body safe." ”

The flowers were shocked and the hands were taken, and they were put into the purse, and they patted him on the shoulder. "I like it very much. I will let you drink more later."

"The son is eccentric!" Haoyue snarled.

The flowers stunned and turned around. "If you can drink, I will let you drink!"

Haoyue squinted his face to the side, still unwilling to say: "The son is fancy, I will not drink, or you try to change into silver?"

"Hey!" The flowers were stunned and proud: "If you don't look at it, you won't drink, can I put this?"

She said that she tasted a flower carving.

Mysterious and sorrowful winds are coveted with good wine on the table, swallowing and spitting: "Let's eat less and talk less!"

The flowers were stunned and laughed. The eyes finished the crescent and nodded. "Cheng Chengcheng, one person can divide a pot of wine."

Finally, Wei Yan, she walked over with doubts, and her brows had not yet spread. She looked back and looked at the eyes that everyone expected. Then she said, "I have nothing to send."

"Is it better to send a trip?" She followed.

Everyone waved their hands and said that they were not interested. Wei Yan bit his lip: "My sister has always been accurate!"

Su Huan held back her smile and said to her: "No one said that your ambiguity is not allowed. You see the mystery and the sorrow, aren't you waiting for you to see the palm?"

Wei said that his chin was lifted. "They are not qualified."

This can be used to attack the mystery and the grief. They have been around her for several days, and they have not seen her loose. This time, when they throw this sentence, the double blow becomes a painful blow.

After the horror, I came to the interest and reached out and said: "Yuye is in a good mood today and has fulfilled your wish."

Wei Yan took her hand and studied it with great interest. She was surprised to see how she smiled and frowned for a while, and could not help but ask: "Is there anything?"

Wei Yan shook her head in disappointment and suddenly questioned her ability. "Why can't I see your life count now?"

"The repair is not home." The flower smiled and smiled, and turned to look at Yan Yuyan, "What about you?"

Yan Yan shrugged and said: "I forgot to have this."

The flower stunned and revealed the white teeth, meaning it was unclear: "Is it really forgotten?"

Yan Yuyan coughed and walked to her side and whispered: "Is it better to go back and see?"

The words were clear enough, and the horror was a little shy, and whispered: "What is so mysterious...?"

"Go back and you know." Yan Yuyan's pair of peach eyes glared at her.

Jin Er squeezed his head between the two of them and looked up at his head and curiously said: "Jin Er also wants to see!"

Yan Yuyan touched his brain and said: "You are too small to be suitable for you."

“Hey!” Jiner said, “I have seen Longyang 18th style, what else I dare not see!”

"Hey...!" This scared the Dawu who was drinking water on one side, and quickly pulled him to the side to admonish it. Jiner only heard two sentences and rushed back to the flowers and stunned and grabbed from the table. The next chicken leg said: "I am hungry!"

"Everyone has a meal!" Flowers were amazed.

Staying on the Yanbo River until the evening, the lights inside and outside the city have been lit up, and Yan Yan should not show up, go straight back to the Xueyue Courtyard, and then take a detour to go to Linglong Building.

"Every day, someone came to inquire about when the son went back to the building and looked at the situation, like a person in the palace." Su Huan sat next to the flower horror and warmed her cup of tea.

“Did you say that I have to go back to the building today?” The carriage went on for a while, and opened the curtain and looked at the happy palace with the seal. The lantern in front of the door was gone, and the two stone lions in front of the door also Hidden in a darkness.

"According to the instructions of the son," Su Huan handed over the tea.

I went to the wine and stunned my eyes and said, "Come to me at Linglong Building."

Suhua nodded.

After a sip of tea, the Kung Fu carriage stopped at the Linglong Building. The two of them just entered the building for a while, and a large number of official sergeants came in and clamored to drive away the guests.

The building was in a mess, and the flowers were stunned and the girls were all called to the backyard, sitting alone on the second floor.

After the people in the Linglong Building had all gone, the boy in the black cloak stepped into the building. He did not follow the guards. The official behind him also closed the door after he came in.

The horror could not help but nod, it is much more stable than in the past.

The man walked up to the second floor, standing on the thrilling tabletop, his eyes falling on her, slowly uncovering the cap of the face, and his eyes twitched red: "Hey..."

"Now the identity is different, the feeling can not be revealed on the table, this he did not teach you?" The flowers were shocked and did not pity the tears in his eyes.

He still bears tears back, with a slap in the face: "Why should the third brother do this?!"

The flower stunned and paused. After a while, I said, "I don't know, he is dead, you can't ask."

"I don't believe he is dead!" Yan Yu still screamed and said: "Don't be fools!"

"How could the third brother plan to collapse easily after so many years? Can he win Situ Wei, but can't he beat Li Zhao?!" He exclaimed: "Is it... is it...?!"

"What is it?!" If the horror cuts off his long time and can't be exported, "Now, the person sitting in the dragon chair is you, you can sit down firmly, do you want to do it for the ancient things?!"

"Hey!" Yu Yu still suddenly knees in front of her, grabbing her hand: "You tell me, why is the third brother doing this?"

The flower horror finally sighed, his fingertips licked his hair, said: "Shang Er, being a good emperor is the greatest reward for him."

He was still clenching his teeth and looking at her, his eyes were blurred, his eyes blinked, and his tears finally rolled out...