Wen Jin grabbed the rabbit on the ground and smashed it on the wall in front of Nangong Jue, smashing the rabbit into blood and blood, and died directly in front of Nangong Jue.

Nangong Jue suddenly turned around and saw Wen Jin turning his cheeks to look at Chi Shui.

He tightened his hands and thought to himself that the more difficult it was for her to train, the more he wanted to get her! He didn't say anything else, and his burly figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Several maids begged Wen Jin to change his clothes, "Miss, put on this clothes and marry His Royal Highness happily!"

"Why don't you put on this dress and marry him happily!" Wen Jin kicked both servants and maids into the pond, and maids kept shouting loudly as they pulled up the water plants.

Wen Jin thought about it and entered Nangong Jue's father's palace. The palace ladies knew that the prince was flattering her and did not stop her. She went in and sat under the corridor outside the fat but simple Mr. Nangong's house with her knees in her arms.

Her words were sarcastic and mean, and she was not afraid of death, and the rest was indifferent: "I want to see if the old man in his seventies was as fierce as his son, and did not ask whether his son was right or wrong. Or was his son following his father and his lineage was in line with each other."

Mr. Nangong Yi saw her sitting under his porch with her knees in a sudden hug. His old face was so excited by her words that he didn't hit anyone.

I knew that this woman was the woman of the Emperor of Guangli, and I had heard of some of the emperor's style. It is said that the person who climbed all the way from the cold palace to the dragon throne was a cold-blooded and cruel man. He had concerns and would not be too neglected by Wen Jin.

"Little girl, you don't speak well."

"Your son is not good at doing things first. Do I have to compliment you two fathers and sons?" Wen Jin said, "I'm just going to have a life. You're over seventy years old, so I'll see what your character is."

If it is an ordinary woman, the prince would not interfere if he wanted to marry Nangong Yi. But this is Queen Guangli. Although King Guangli died, the enemy queen was prominent and sensitive after all, and the two countries were fighting, and the outcome was unknown, so this woman could not move for the time being.

The prince was bold and anxious, and even tied Queen Guangli to his house. The old man felt it was hot.

Later, Nangong Jue was waiting for the servants and maids to send Wen Jin over without waiting, so he went around to find someone. Finally, he found his father's palace. At that time, the old man was playing chess with the eunuch.

Seeing Nangong Jue coming, Wen Jin simply went into the old man's house and sat on the threshold and couldn't come out. She was unreasonable if she wanted to be an old person, so she died today.

When Mr. Nangong saw the prince coming, he said, "Come to play chess for your father? Or is it planning to take someone from your father's bedroom, and you are rebelling! The emperor there is dead, and the old eunuch named Mo is not easy to deal with. Don't she have a father in the prime minister? Jiang Huaizhou, the new emperor of Youmeng Qiu Liguo, seems to be her brother? Don't take it off."

"I don't dare to take anyone from you."

Nangong Jue respectfully came to his father to play chess with him, looking in Wen Jin's direction from time to time. He really didn't expect her to come to his father to hide from him.

His father is quite conservative when he is old and seeks stability in everything. He is not as radical as him. He probably won't tell him that he has too much to get involved with Wen Jin for the time being. His father is worried that if he loses, he will have to send people back intact. After a mistake, Guangli will not forgive him.

"Don't worry too much, Father, Emperor Qiu Lixin Jiang Huaizhou has broken up with Wen Jin and cut off relations. He is not a brother or sister in this life. Besides, Daying's Iron Cavalry is invincible, and it is not comparable to the elegant scholars in the Central Plains..."

"Okay." Mr. Nangong said, "Let's talk about taking Guangli. Go back first."

"Yes." Nangong Jue looked at Wen Jin in the inner hall, and then left unwillingly.

Wen Jin got into the old guy's house this time, but the Daying Palace spread, saying that she was ambitious and did not want to be the crown princess or the stepmother of the crown prince. Her reputation was not good in an instant, but it didn't matter, she didn't care. Because my grandmother said, live.

The next day, Nangong Jue imprisoned Wen Jin in the water pavilion. He watched her live in the water pavilion on the high platform every day, watched her sit quietly in the water pavilion building, and watched her walk on the water pavilion corridor.

He and she were waiting for the outcome of the war between the two armies.

Wen Jin thought that Guangli still had a glimmer of life if he won. Guangli lost, and he would definitely not let himself be insulted. He could only let his mother down and end his life.

Wen Jin would sit under the window alone at night, take out the night pearl that the king gave her to see. The night pearl was shining with a warm light, as if back to that year on the Yanque Platform. He hugged her from behind and wrote "I am happy with you, Su Wenjin" on the snow, and told her whose woman she is.

She thought she would never see the king again in her life, and no one would come to pick her up home. She only hoped that one day, when Daying's army suddenly came to report, Guangli's army rushed in and asked Daying to hand over the Queen Guangli. She waited for three months, but she did not expect such good news.

The water pavilion is like a cage.

She was like her soul being locked in a dark room, and the night pearl was her only light.

When it was late at night, she dared to call the name she didn't dare to think about, "King... I want to go home... Why can't I even see you in my dreams... I'm so scared by myself..."

Fu Jingheng...Fu Jingheng...

***

Guangli Palace.

The New Year will be celebrated in more than a month, but due to the death of the emperor, the queen disappeared, and the empress dowager fell ill, Lao Mo was busy with eunuchs in power and taking children to court during the day, and busy staying up all night at night to handle memorials behind the scenes. Therefore, the palace did not have the New Year atmosphere.

The first snow this year fell in the past December, and a thin layer of silvery white was covered with a thin layer of silver.

Xu Fanghai walked in Longyi's yard with the medicine box on his back. When several palace ladies there saluted him and said, "Mr. Xu, you are here. Today is a little later than last year."

"It snows today, and the road is not easy to walk. The road from the Imperial Hospital is slippery. The palace is strange. Any downhill is gentle and there are no stairs. It is like a slide when you fall down."

The palace servants dared not gossip, how dare they talk about the past between the emperor and the queen? They dared not say that it was the queen who fell. The king went crazy and killed all the stairs, and said, "The palace has been renovated."

Boss Xu Fanghai was not satisfied. How could he tell the palace servant that he had slid down on the slope and slashed the horse. His crotch hurt so much that it hurt so deeply. It was so fucking.

"Have you woke up today?" Xu asked.

"Not yet." said the palace servant, "but he kept dreaming of calling people. I don't know how many times he called that person."

All poisons cannot poison his obsession with that woman. What kind of girl is in his hands and cannot be quiet in this life. He will never let others go if he dies.

Xu Fanghai planned to leave immediately after the person in the dragon's bedroom woke up recently. He had been in the palace for four months, but he was so bored that Xu Yan found him at a fry stall in the city for four months ago, and pulled him to the palace.

When he entered the palace, he had a lot of emperors who had been out of control for three days. If you have any other illness, otherwise you would have to ask for a doctor at any high position.

It just so happened that Xu Fanghai didn't eat Zhao Ji's mahjong for breakfast that day, and he was in a very inconsistent mood. The key was that the emperor made him feel that he was not obsessed with him, and he was so angry that he was cold and afraid to look at him.

When he entered the door, he knelt down and paid homage to the Emperor. He was so angry that he didn't eat Zhao Ji. He was already very good at seeing acrobatics, but he was caught and knelt down and knocked three times. Are you angry?

Although he saw that the emperor had his pulse and breathing was sealed by poison, he still had a glimmer of hope, but he just didn't want to treat him. He just said that he was so angry that the gods of Daluo were unable to do anything, and the grass people were incompetent.

Until Qingliu twisted Xu Yan's left arm and top of his arm, twisted it three times, Xu Yan's pretty face wrinkled and knelt at Xu Fanghai's feet privately saying that she had an indescribable relationship with the emperor, and she was probably pregnant with a dragon seed.

He said that he would not save the emperor, and the child had no father when he was born, just like her, he was thrown to the bottom of the cliff and had no father or mother since childhood. As he said that, Xu Yan raised her orchid finger and pinched her handkerchief and cried in pain, and glared at Qingliu while crying.

Qingliu thought that it might be because it was twisted so hard that it felt OK through the cotton coat.

Xu Fanghai was shocked by such an indecent female apprentice. He knew that the other party was the emperor who showed mercy everywhere in the Three Palaces and Six Courtyards, but he was still rushing to sacrifice himself to get pregnant. It was a misfortune for the master.
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