As soon as he spoke, a horse roared, and then he became quiet.

Tuoba Yu's face turned black, his thin lip was cold and sharp, and Feng's eyes were suddenly bright and dark under the light.

Lian Yu's small face flashed in his mind for the first time.

Shen Zhiqiao immediately sat up straight, suddenly opened the curtain of the car, looked up and looked out.

Ji Xiu sat in the carriage at night, narrowed his eyes and leaned out half his head. He looked at his Shen Zhiqiao and said to the carriage, "I have something to tell Miss Shen..." then he looked at Shen Zhiqiao, "Miss Shen, can you take a step to talk!"

Shen Zhiqiao nodded quickly, then put down the curtain and looked at Tuoba Yu implore.

Tuoba Yu frowned slightly. The soft light under her eyes made him refuse and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Tuoba Yu!" Shen Zhiqiao happily kissed him on the face.

Just about to evacuate, he grabbed his chin and covered his lips with a soft touch. The quiet breath made Shen Zhiqiao shake for a moment. He just sucked and released her.

Shen Zhiqiao could not help but sip his lips, which seemed to have his unique taste.

Worried about her leg injury, Tuoba Yu and Zhen Xiang got down from the carriage and stood on the side of the carriage.

Ji xiuye didn't get into the car. Don't waste Bi.

He rolled off his horse and went to the window of the car.

Shen Zhiqiao tightened the curtain of the car. Obviously, he was very nervous. On the surface, he turned very calm and squinted at him.

"I hope that from now on, Miss Shen will have nothing to do with the emperor and have no contact with the emperor." Ji xiuye opened with this heartless remark.

Shen Zhiqiao lifted his lips. "This is what I hope. Ji Lianye should have his own happiness. And I also hope him happy."

If he is obsessed with her, it will be a bad luck for both of them.

Her answer made Ji xiuye frown. After staring at her for a while, she suddenly asked, "in the five years in Xiliang country, has Miss Shen really never been moved to the emperor for a moment?!"

Shen Zhiqiao was stunned. Liu Mei frowned and didn't make a sound.

Her silence is the best answer.

Ji xiuye sneered, "they all say that men are fickle and women are ruthless... There is no better than that."

This woman's heart is really made of stone, or even worse than stone.

If a stone has been enlightened for five years, it may be hot.

She is always cold!

He was glad that she was cruel tonight. Otherwise, it would not be beneficial to the emperor.

"...." Shen Zhiqiao pursed his lips and still didn't speak.

Although Tuoba Yu gave way to his two people to talk, a pair of deep Phoenix eyes always hooked Ji xiuye. The pupil was uneasy and nervous, and his face was even worse, green and black.

Zhen Xiang and song Shilian both look sad.

The poison on an emperor is dangerous for one moment.

After Ji xiuye finished with Shen Zhiqiao, he went to the horse. After sitting on the horse, Fang chongtuoba Yu nodded slightly and drove the horse away.

Tuoba's Royal eyebrows were deeply hooked, and his pupils stared at the carriage with complex color. Then he stepped over.

Long fingers pick up the driving curtain and see someone's tearful and excited gaze.

With a jump in her heart, she was about to step on it, but she rushed at him recklessly.

As a result... Tragedy appeared!

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Three days later, Longqi palace.

The man on the Dragon couch has been sleeping for three days. He doesn't know what's bothering him in his dream. Two strong eyebrows have been frowning.

"Mother, is he really my father?" the voice took a bit of innocence and hope, and a pair of bright eyes always stared at the man on the bed.

Shen Zhiqiao looked down at Lian Yu sitting on his lap with soft cheeks. "It's still fake. Do you think your eyes are very similar to your father's eyes? And your nose and mouth are very similar."

Like?!

Lian Yu puffed his mouth and looked hard.

Shen Zhiqiao lost his smile.

He sighed.

His eyes fell gently on the man on the bed.

My heart is sour and astringent.

That day, Ji xiuye came to tell him that he was stopped by Ji Lanye when he went to Lianyu, so Lianyu is still in the teahouse.

She was so happy.

So as soon as he saw someone, he threw himself at him.

He seemed frightened and was about to cross his legs, but it was too late.

As soon as he stepped on one leg, she threw him on the ground. Both of them fell to the ground, and she pressed on him without any damage. Even his injured legs were well protected by him, but he was suddenly knocked unconscious by her.

Song Shilian and Zhen Xiang were frightened. They told her that he was hit by a poisonous arrow on his back. They were afraid that she would worry, so they kept silent.

A few people hurried, a day and a night's journey, just the next morning.

Fortunately, the toxicity was slightly suppressed by his power in advance. Later, Lou Lanjun forced the toxicity out with needles. Although there was no danger of life, he still needed medication for a few days.

And Lian Yu is poor Zhen Xiang, who brought him into the palace from the teahouse.

At the beginning of her leg, Lou Lanjun planned to ignore it.

Later, I saw Lian Yu, which was cured.

I have to say that although he doesn't like to see her, the famous doctor's taboo is not in vain.

After his medication, the wound on her leg has completely scarred, is molting, and can walk.

Qinghe didn't stick to her. She would come and turn several times a day. Then she looked at her and Lian Yu for a while. She was wronged and asked the palace people to return to her Qinghe hall. She called her, and she didn't hear it.

It seems that Qinghe has a long way to go to accept her!

After that, Shen Zhiqiao went to the dining room. She cooked all the medicine he drank these days, and all she could do for him was these little things.

Lian Yu, who was left behind, sat on the low stool in front of the couch and watched Tuoba resist for a while.

Then he walked up carefully. The Dragon couch stood a little high. He put his hands on the couch and stared curiously at Tuoba Yu's face.

For a long time, he suddenly stretched out a chubby little hand to touch his nose and murmured, "is it really like it?!"

He blinked puzzled.

He lay on the bed, with his head on his side and his eyes wandering around the hall.

Suddenly, he ran down quickly and ran over with the dressing mirror.

He rubbed off two small boots and climbed up. His small body leaned against his Tuoba Yu, and his small face was on his chin.

The bronze mirror was a little heavy. He held it with both hands, and there were two more faces in the mirror, one big and one small, one with eyes open and the other with eyes closed.

Therefore, in order to match his "modeling", Lian Yu also deliberately narrowed his eyes and compared with him.

The more you see it, the more you feel like it. Even young master Yu is taking more and more photos.

All kinds of photos were taken on Tuoba Yu's body. He was so excited that he completely forgot. The person who pressed down his small body was still an injured person.

Tuoba's Royal eyebrows wrinkled deeply bit by bit. It seemed that he couldn't stand the annoying nagging. His thin lips moved slightly, and his closed eyes opened slowly.

Entering the familiar room gave him a moment of trance, and the small meat ball rolling on his body could not be ignored.

Tuoba hung his head suspiciously. The first thing that fell into his eyes was a small black head.

Feng's eyes were slightly sluggish. She thought it was green grass. She relaxed her tone and closed her eyes tired.

Helplessly reached out and stroked the small head under his chin.

Playing really happily, young master Lian Yu noticed the movement on his head and immediately trembled. The copper mirror in his hand fell from his hand, turned on the edge of the couch, fell to the ground and smashed.

Tuoba Yu's men gave a pause, glanced at the broken bronze mirror on the ground, took a sip with his thin lips, and his voice was hoarse when he first woke up, "Qinghe, you're in trouble again..."

Suddenly, the small face turned to stop Tuoba Yu's next words.

Feng Tong shrinks greatly and his breath stagnates in front of his chest. Jun's face is slightly stretched and stares at the little guy in front of him.

Something crossed my mind.

Tuoba Yu couldn't stop taking a deep breath and squinting at him.