Who knows No matter how clear the hint is, it can't save the people who want to get into the dead end.

As if she had not noticed what her master had said, Joan was still tearful.

If you cry, your voice is almost out.

"No, no, if it's true that I didn't do anything wrong, how could the lady want to let me go Why

In the middle of the speech, she suddenly realized that it was wrong. She was shocked to see that Zhao Wanxi just looked at her with an eyebrow.

"Now you're reacting? Do you still want to cry? "

Crying?

How do you cry?

The sudden good news, shock people a little confused, staring at Zhao Wanxi, meet her funny eyes, Joan gradually come back.

A white cheek, slowly red.

After a sudden reaction, he stamped his feet and twisted his body with great embarrassment, just like a little girl's pinching posture.

"I I can't understand what you're talking about. "

Zhao Wanxi

If her memory is not confused, she can still remember that someone solemnly told her that when all the sufferings were over, she would formally face her heart.

No longer do shrink head turtle, not a waste of good time, also live up to others a sincere words.

What I said at that time, I'm sorry now?

There's not a bit of the generosity and firmness of that day.

But this We're all women. We all understand.

Just like herself, she and Leng junao have been husband and wife for a long time. How long have they been honest with each other? Can't they avoid blushing?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wanxi's eyes were full of teasing.

was just as like as two peas at the time, when she was laughing at her, all of them were full of evil taste.

"Oh? I cannot understand you? In that case, forget it.

At first, I was thinking about your master. It's rare. Now it's sunny and calm. I want to find a good thing to change my mood for everyone.

But since my Joan doesn't understand, then Forget it.

I'll go back and tell the emperor that Dushi is not too young. When it's time to get married, I'll ask him to look for more good girls

Has it cleared up after the rain?

Ming Ming day is still gloomy with what, the light rain, almost never stopped.

At this moment, Joan, as the maid of honor, is still holding an umbrella in her hand, and she dutifully supports Zhao Wanxi.

However, this is not the key point. Vertical and horizontal is just a metaphor.

The important thing, she said, is to suggest the emperor to find another lover for Mu Si?

Reserved or something, go to hell! But for a moment, Joan's momentum soared, and her whole state suddenly became different.

It's like an old hen protecting her food and cubs.

"No way!"

"No way!"

Two completely different voices, together in the ear, one voice, none of which can not be lightly moved through the firm.

When she was startled, Zhao Wanxi turned her head and saw that in addition to Joan, who was about to jump because of her teasing, there was still a man standing in the place of more than ten steps.

I didn't take an umbrella, so I stood in the continuous rain, and my black clothes became blacker, obviously wet through.

Face indescribable.

"Twilight four..."