Soon, pearls and jade fell on the ground.

The two beauties who served her did not dare to neglect them, so they quickly picked them up for her.

Xiao Lian frowned: "What are you picking up these rotten things?"

If Xiao Lian hadn't just come out of the Qi palace, these things would have been a first-class good thing in the eyes of any other woman. Yuanhe was a general and vanguard on this expedition, and made many military achievements.

Rewards are also the first-class. Poor Uighurs, they have not even seen these rewards, and have been occupied by Xiao Lian. But they still think that these are too low-level and are not worthy of her high-level identity.

Of course, the two maids didn't dare to say anything. The Uighurs, who had been eavesdropping at the door for a long time, could no longer stay there. The door was a faint concealment, and she stretched out and pushed it out and rushed in, "Fox spirit...you vix spirit...

”

Xiao Lian was trying on a beaded hairpin when he suddenly heard the roar of the lion in Hedong. He was so scared that his branches trembled. With a trembling hand, the beaded hairpin fell to the ground.

"Vox spirit... Damn vixen, you are the one who confused the master..."

Xiao Lian was originally crying and was about to cry, but she was so pitiful that she was effective in the eyes of men, but in the eyes of the Uighurs, she completely lost her bargaining chips and pointed at her angrily: "Damn it."

The vixen…”

Only then did Xiao Lian see clearly the tall and mighty woman opposite. The Uighur family is a typical Xianbei woman. Although she comes from a noble family, she has dark skin and is very strong. Most Xianbei women are like this. Yuanhe also had several concubines in the past, but

They are nothing more than younger than the Uighurs and slightly more beautiful.

The Uighur clan is the main wife and has two sons. Of course, the other concubines cannot threaten her status. The mistress of the family was as stable as Mount Tai. Unexpectedly, after Yuanhe, a martial artist, was used to seeing a strong Xianbei woman, he suddenly saw Xiao Lian.

A woman who is as thin and elegant as water, but she feels like lingering water, and is more beautiful than a flower. She is really afraid of flying when she holds it in her palm, and is afraid of melting when she holds it in her mouth. She has never experienced it in her life.

Looking at the Uighurs again, it is like a piece of charcoal to a flower. How can I still have the intention to see her a little more?

…………………PS; I was unlucky today. At around 6 o'clock, I wrote 4,000 words, but suddenly the electric machine was cut off and I could no longer restart. Moreover, the strangest thing is that the 4,000 words disappeared.
Chapter completed!