But -Lan Jieyu hooked a ray of smiles, stood up thousands of stances, stood up to the side of Fang Zi, stretched out the jade hand, put on the back of his hand, and asked softly, "
Is this palace Huangfu? "
At this time, Fang Ziqi really saw the Lan Jieyu.
He has always heard rumors about Lan Jieyu. Now, at first glance, the Lan Jie language is beautiful. Although it is not as good as the country, it is also a stunning in the world.
Moreover, she held his hand, and the tender touch made him stick to the eighteen years of etiquette and religion.
Heyan, he said: "Period, willing."
Lan Jieyu smiled, "That being the case, this palace is ..." "Slow." The faint voice intercept the words again.
Well!
I can't help it!
Yifei Zi was looking at the upper wall and wondered the show, thinking that the son would not say anymore, and the jade fan that passed down for century in his hand was afraid that he would be crushed by him.
Mo Yan Che Junya Yan has no smile at all, and the long eyes are cold in the long eyes.
"It's okay, don't ... in this palace ..." In the eyes of his son's killing, the wind and purple laughed, swallowed the rest of the words, and cooperated with him to say, "Yeah, the palace is going to rest.
Do not see the princess with a neglect. "
"Don't dare, thank you for your mother -in -law." Lan Jieyu bowed his head to the wind and purple, with a two -word.
"That's it, the childhood, you send the princess back to Xiangfu." At the end, Feng Xizi inserted his son with a knife.
After speaking, she saw that Mo Yanche's face was cold again.
"No need, I personally send the princess back." Mo Yanche crossed the mother -in -law who was afraid of the world, and his tone was very upset.
Lan Xie's words were cheap and sold, shaking hands, hehe laughed: "His Royal Highness is more busy, the palace will not bother His Royal Highness, just send it to the palace to go back."
The childhood ... the name is very smooth!
Mo Yan Che's thin lips raised, and the smile rose again, but in a very small voice, he said in the ears of the Lan language: "The antidote."
"..."
Lan Jieyou meal, and then he couldn't wait to step on Mo Yanche on the ground!
Threat her!
Dare to threaten her!
but--
Helplessly, Lan Xie had to laugh fake: "The palace suddenly felt that it was best to send His Royal Highness to the palace. If His Royal Highness was not busy, the palace was brave."
"Not busy, just right, I have a lot of time tonight." Mo Yanche said, stood up from the sandal chair and walked directly out.
When passing by the three people passing by the three people, he said coldly: "You three out of the palace, you must not be summoned, you don't have to enter the palace."
The three of them lowered their heads and exchanged their eyes. Although I didn't quite understand why His Royal Highness Chu Jun always became so indifferent, they were all smart people. The most basic sense of crisis was still.
So, said uniformly: "Follow the order."
(Liu Liu: His Royal Highness, you are so proud, in fact, you are the spokesperson of Mojia vinegar ~)
After solving three obstacles, Mo Yan Che turned around and said to Xiao Lixi, who stood up, said, "You don't have to follow, I still want to say to the princess, you can return to Xiangfu with the four nieces outside the palace.
"
"The subordinates must be inseparable from the princess." Xiao Lixi raised her down slightly, rejected Mo Yanche's order in an unspeakable tone.
"You're afraid that I can eat her?" Mo Yanche's tone was light and light, but his tone was extremely dangerous.