"Why are there all children..." Uncle Thirteenth Emperor murmured in a low voice.

Loulan smiled bitterly: "Yes, there are all children."

I thought it was a good man, but I didn't know it was a mountain and sea.

Fortunately, the love is not deep, it is just a shock.

Loulan blinked, came to sit next to the bed, and held the little princess's hand tightly: "A sister, you are the only one in the royal sister."

The little princess' eyelashes trembled slightly, and she actually shook Loulan's hand slightly.

Loulan's eyebrows and eyes were lowered and her eyes were smiling, and her ponytails were hanging on the bed.

Uncle Thirteenth Emperor looked at Loulan's back and felt heartbroken.

Mr. Ye’s words “No deadline” are as grace as a mountain.

The princess said she agreed to her body, which is not a joke.

What a pity, the seeds that have not yet sprouted have died in the boring soil.

Qingge left the camp, walked to Gouhuo, and ate a few bites of the barbecue of the steel bone white bear. The meat was plump and delicious.

Qingge looked at Hu Zi doing nothing in the corner alone, and Qingge put down his flesh and walked over and stood behind Hu Zi.

The shadow enveloped Hu Zi. Hu Zi felt a chill from his spine, and shivered. He suddenly looked back and saw that it was Qingge, and he put the things in his hand in his sleeve.

"What? Take it out and show me." Qingge looked like a playboy.

Hu Zi was at a loss and took it out timidly.

It is a yellowed and withered leaf.

"This is……"

"Five years ago, in the West Sea, my master taught me to punch. That night, there were many fallen leaves at my feet, so I picked up one." Hu Zi said.

Qingge still remembers the fact that Hu Zi hits a tree and boxs until now, and has never forgotten it.

Later, every time she accepted disciples, she would tell them that they had a senior brother named Huzi.

Hu Zi held the leaves and looked dim: "My master is the best master in the world. She is stronger than most women in the world, but unfortunately..."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity that I'm already a demon, I'm afraid I won't be able to support my master in the future and see him off."

Qingge took back the touching. She was about the same age as Huzi. She still needed Huzi to support her old age and see her off? Why did she still grab the job of a bun?

And this is said from Hu Zi's mouth, it's so awkward to hear it.

She is only twenty years old, so she has to prepare for her funeral. Do you still have to make a will to let Hu Zi inherit her divine punishment?

Qingge clasped the fan and knocked on Hu Zi's head.

Hu Zi's bag that had just disappeared bulged up again and looked at Qingge with grievance: "My master said that you can't just let someone beat you, you will become stupid if you beat you."

Qingge fanned down again: "It's time to fight."

"I..." Hu Zi wanted to argue with reason, but Qingge's face showed a fierce look, and Hu Zi shrank his neck so cowardly.

Seeing that You'er made a pair of black boots for him, she stopped quarreling with this young master.

When people were under the roof, they had to bow their heads. He had to rely on this young master to find his master.

"Your master has raised you, so you don't have to support her in her old age." Qingge said this, and her back felt cold, and she felt like she was cursing herself about dying early and rebirth early.

Hu Zi said oh, and his head drooped aggrievedly.

Qingge couldn't bear it: "It's been five years since you can still keep this leaf, which shows that you have a heart. If your master knew about it, he would definitely be very happy."

Speaking of this, Hu Zi was overjoyed by the gloom. He walked to Qingge and held the leaves with his hand raised: "Young Master, look..."

Qingge looked up at the leaves, the golden sunlight shone, bringing ancient throbbing, and the warm light passed through the wind and snow and caressed her cheeks.

After the ordinary leaf was penetrated by the sun, the mottled light connected into a beautiful outline in the countless small pinholes of the leaves.

That's...

"Is my master beautiful?" Hu Zi said.

It was her side face outline, with three thousand hairs hanging down, her nose high and her eyes deep.

Like the incarnation of light!

"You made it?" Qingge asked. Huzi nodded: "That year, I met a master who could use leaves to carve it, so I begged him to teach me. But I gave him all the wine I had collected, and he agreed to teach me. No matter where I went, I would bring this with me, just like... it was like... it was like my master was by my side. Every time I couldn't stand it, I would think about Master, why did Master survive, I couldn't stand it? As the master's chief disciple, I must give Master a face, and I want to stand out.

The earth, become the pride of the master!”

Speaking of this, the tiger's eyebrows are dancing and full of energy, as if it is still a young man in his memory, with a lively atmosphere between his eyebrows and eyes.

Qingge smiled softly, "You are her pride."

"Mr. Ye, I will do my best to help you get the Red Dragon Fruit. You must take me to see your master."

"Okay, one word is certain."

“…”

That leaf was no longer just like Qingge's outline.

It is Hu Zi's hope and faith.

As long as there is a sun, Hu Zi will take out the leaves and miss the master in the distance.

"The beauty on the leaves is your master?" Murong Chuan and Zhang Liren came together, and the speaker was Murong Chuan.

Hu Zi put away the leaves and looked at Murong Chuan vigilantly: "Yes, it's my master."

Murong Chuan's eyes shone, "The Empress of the Heavenly Realm is well-deserved, your master is so beautiful, does she still lack a man? She is strong, humorous and funny."

"It has nothing to do with you." Hu Zi said: "The man beside my master must be the best man in the world, and he will definitely not be a person who drools at the bear meat!"

"Little brother, who are you insulting?" Murong Chuan was angry: "People are iron rice and steel. If you don't eat a meal, you're hungry. Are you eating your meat?"

Qingge's face turned dark. She was Huzi's master. This guy really ate Huzi's meat.

Zhang Liren said: "Boss, I heard that the empress of the Heavenly Realm likes thirteen-year-old boys, who have fine skin and tender flesh. If you have thick skin and thick skin, people will not look down on you."

Murong Chuan was angry: "You know, I am the most charming person like me. You are all men, why are you so superficial? There are beautiful skin everywhere, and there are few interesting souls like me in the world."

Hu Zi was shocked. Why is there such shameless person in the world?

Qingge held his forehead, helpless.

She likes the thirteen-year-old boy, and everyone knows it.

Her image plummeted...

It’s all the blame for the stinky fox, who has sinister intentions!

That side became lively.

Qingge glanced over and saw Huangfu Qi taking Helanchun to the camp of Wuliang Duchy.

"What are you here to do? You are not welcome here." Uncle Thirteenth Emperor said with a cold face.

He Lanchun was not annoyed and smiled palely: "Uncle Thirteenth Emperor, this matter has happened because of me. The little princess has always been in poor health. If I don't see if she is safe, I will be unable to sleep or eat."

"You are just too kind." Huangfu Qixin was in pain.

Qingge wrapped his hands around his chest and saw a good show jokingly.

Helanchun did not go to see if the little princess is safe? It was obvious that he went to see if the little princess was dead.

"Kind?" The Thirteenth Emperor's Uncle was full of breath and a little angry: "Prince Huangfu, this dragon-subduing country will sooner or later be ruined in your hands."

"Uncle Thirteenth Emperor, I respect you as an elder. I have treated me well in the past. Don't be disrespectful to me. I would like to advise you, this is the territory of the dragon subduing, and you can't help you to make trouble and cover the sky with your own hands!" Huangfu Qi said.

"Let's go back, we princess, don't want to see dirty things." Uncle Thirteenth Emperor groaned and blew his white beard.

"If you don't see me, you won't see me. When I rarely see a sick person who is about to fall into the soil?" Huangfu Qi shook his sleeves and was about to leave. He Lanchun hugged his arm, with tears in his eyes: "Crown Prince, I will not be at ease if I don't look at the little princess."

Huangfu Qi loved Helanchun from the bottom of his heart, "You..."

The curtain of the tent was lifted open, and Loulan pushed the wheelchair out, and the little husband Arou sat in the wheelchair.

He Lanchun looked at the living little princess with a slightly changed face and a wonderful expression.

Qingge's lips were filled with a sarcastic smile.

There were particularly obvious palm prints on the little princess’ face.

"The Emperor's sister stabs you with a sword, Huangfu Qi slaps me, what else can I do?" asked the little princess. "Can you compare with Achun?" Huangfu Qi seemed to have heard a huge joke: "Achun's talent is amazing, and the future is promising. You are already the one who wants to prepare for the funeral. You have only a few days to live. I do that because you are suffering from living in the world. It's better to help you settle it early and send you to the Pure Land." I want to talk about "The First Crazy Concubine: Miss Waste Crazy" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to read novels, talk about life, and find friends~showContent("77616","72572504");
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