"That's it! Alas, I really miss Thirteenth Master." Lan'er added some paper money to the stove.
"Well, I think too, Thirteenth Master is our puppet... Is it something? It was said by Master Liusu." Xiaohe tilted his head and tried hard to recall what Liusu said at the beginning.
Xingbai took over and said—
"Idol! Thirteenth Master is our idol, we are fans of Thirteenth Master. This was what I said when I saw Thirteenth Master shooting at the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion last time. Do you remember? Thirteenth Master didn't want to ride a horse.
But when he saw the master appear, he immediately told his subordinates seriously that he wanted to show off his skills. In fact, he just wanted to show it to Master Liusu."
"Master Thirteenth, Master Liusu is already married, don't be too persistent. See a good girl in the sky, just want it." Zuo Mu added another handful of money, his nose was sour and his voice was a little bit
Choked up.
Several people recalled Zhu Yetong's heroic deeds crying and laughing.
Xiao Guozi wiped her tears while burning paper money, "Thirteenth Master, we all miss you. Master Liusu and His Highness are married. Don't be too sad, ah..."
Xiao Guozi said, lifting her sleeves to wipe her tears. Suddenly, he was stunned. The person sitting in a wheelchair in front of him...he...he...he is...
He stood up suddenly, and the copper basin with a small amount of paper money in front was brought far away by him.
"Eunuch Guo, what's wrong with you? Why did you overturn the basin that burned paper money for Mr. Thirteen? This is disrespectful to Mr. Thirteen..."
"You...you..." Xiao Guozi's voice trembled, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him!
"What's wrong?!"
"You... look..." Xiao Guozi pointed at the person coming in front of him, his legs were weak. Is this an illusion? How is this possible? How is this possible?!!!
Several other people looked in the direction of Xiao Guozi's finger—
Suddenly, several people were stunned-
Who else except him, who was the man who came in a wheelchair, had such a rebellious face, such an arrogant and domineering temperament, such a handsome and handsome demeanor?
"Ten...thirteenth Master...thirteenth Master..."
That’s right, the person sitting in the wheelchair was the Thirteenth Prince, the famous general Wang Zhuyetong!!!
"Is it really the Thirteenth Master? He... isn't he already dead? Hasn't he been beheaded by the Fourth Master?" Lan'er couldn't believe her eyes.
And the rest of the people were all in shock.
"Is it a haunted in broad daylight?!" Xiaohe grabbed her brother's hand and asked.
"Even if it's a ghost, we've all seen Thirteenth Master, right?" Xingbai's tears flowed out.
"Yes, yes, it must be that Thirteenth Master knew that Master Liusu got married today and the ghost was inspired, so he rushed back to see his master get married!"
The person in the wheelchair came to the door of Lanling Mansion. Behind him, a burly man with a big bearded man pushing his wheelchair. Next to him was a girl dressed completely differently from the woman in the Central Plains. The girl's face was
Round, big eyes, shining with a sincere and stubborn light.
The wheelchair was walking along the way and stopped at the door of Lanling Mansion.
"I'm back, why don't you kneel down quickly!" Zhu Yetong spoke. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, he was still so heroic and arrogant.
Yes, it’s him, it’s Thirteenth Master.
Who else has such a arrogant tone besides him?
Who else has such an arrogant temperament besides him?
He was not dead, it turned out that he was not dead!
Xiao Guozi knelt on the ground with a thud, and each cried with joy, "Thirteenth Master, Thirteenth Master, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thous
The guards behind him also knelt down one after another and shouted, "Thirteenth Master, Thirteenth Master, Thousand Years!"
The momentum is terrifying and thunderous!
Qiqige. Nuomin saw this formation and heard everyone's name to Zhe, he was stunned. It turned out that he was the famous Thirteenth Prince of the Sun Yat-sen Dynasty, the youngest general, and that person
The frontier has a mythical legendary war god - Zhu Yetong!
He only said that he must return to Central China, so she and Suhbaru escorted him back from the grassland.
Along the way, he remained silent and rarely spoke, and she did not ask about his life experience or why he was rushing back.
What he didn't want to say, so she naturally wouldn't ask too much.
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After the deep couple had a bow, Emperor Zhu Yao looked at the Liusu in the coffin. How great would it be if she could really kneel down with him at this time?
It’s a pity that the beauty has passed away, leaving a faint fragrance alone.
But even so, he had made up his mind and finally stayed with her side.
"Sent into the bridal chamber--"
"Thirteenth Master! Thirteenth Master is back! Thirteenth Master is back!!!" As soon as Xue Lan finished speaking, he was sent to the bridal chamber, and a noisy sound came out of the lobby. Xiao Guozi, Zuo Mu and others ran in desperately.
, shouting while running—
"Thirteenth Master is back, Thirteenth Master is not dead, Thirteenth Master is really back!!"
Emperor Zhu Yao turned his head and his heart condensed!
Zhu Yunni, Leng Mei, Xiaobao, and everyone looked at these servants who were running in recklessly.
"What are you talking nonsense? Xiao Guozi, Zuo Mu, Lan'er, are you having a problem with your eyes? Thirteen is dead, how could you come back? Today is the wedding of Your Highness and Liusu, why are you making a noise?"
Yun Ni said with a voice.
Xiaoguozi kneeled on the ground with a thud—
Excited and incoherent—
"Your Highness, Princess, it's true. The Thirteenth Master is really back. He is at the gate, but..."
I don’t know what happened, but their Thirteenth Master’s legs were actually broken and they could only sit in a wheelchair.