"Okay, I'll wait for you, within ten days. The passionate and stormy picture meal
"Well, it's getting late, I'll go back and rest first." Within ten days... I'll reply to you.
"Slow down." Ling Yiran called her.
"What else?" Yi Shuihan glanced at him.
"You just said how I first arrived. I'm not very familiar with the place and the climate is not used to it. Should you be with me?" Ling Yiran walked up to her and said unnaturally.
Yi Shuihan looked around. It was late at night and the beautiful scenery was beautiful, so he smiled and said, "Okay."
But Yi Shuihan thought wrongly, and the two left the Prime Minister's Mansion together and wandered on the streets of Bingcheng.
Yi Shuihan regretted it too much. She hated the most such thankless thing, which was shopping. Fortunately, there was no one on the street.
It was not until dawn that the two returned to the Zijing Tower and fell asleep together.
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The next day at noon, Yi Shuihan wrote a picture of the words himself and sent someone to create a shop for making a plaque.
The next morning, the apprentice who made the door plaque brought the door plaque. Yi Shuihan rewarded the apprentice with a lot of money. The apprentice returned happily to pay the job, and said in his heart: The Prime Minister's Mansion is so generous, and this princess has no airs.
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The three big characters of dragons and phoenixes dancing are sharp, sonorous and powerful, yet refreshing and elegant.
This is the handwriting of Yi Shuihan.
She was quite satisfied with her masterpiece, and then someone replaced the door plaque of the Bauhinia Tower with her masterpiece.
The guards and servants in the mansion saw this new door plaque, which was so grand, but those three words?
Ling Yiran heard the servant come and informed that the new door plaque had been changed, so he went out to look happily with anticipation.
But as soon as he saw it, his face turned dark, Yi Shuihan! You are dead!
Rabbit House? A pretty little servant from sixteen or seventeen years old next to him glanced at Ling Yiran and ran away in fear.
Little did I know that this door plaque has never been replaced.
Life flowed slowly and slowly, and we spent a week peacefully.
Rong Zhi and Qiannuo can get along with each other, and sometimes they can compete with their martial arts and chess skills. Rong Zhi is a person who knows how to taste tea, while Qiannuo is a person who knows how to taste wine.
Rong Zhi didn't drink, but when he thought that Yi Shuihan loved wine, he asked Qiannuo for advice.
Mo Ningxun and Ling Yiran were once mortal enemies on the battlefield, and no one gave a good look.[
Until one time, Ling Yiran said angrily: "You once carried your Xiyue Kingdom, and I carried my Beiming Kingdom, and it was not my will to join the war!"
Since then, the tit-for-tat retrenched slightly.
When Yi Shuihan was bored, the misty person came to invite her to gather at Wanqing Tower in the evening.
When Yi Shuihan heard this, he immediately responded, almost forgot about the interesting character of Shui Wu.
Yi Shuihan disappeared during dinner, Lan Zhiqiu asked the servant.
The little servant's eyes flashed and hesitated, "Your Highness will speak out for a while, don't wait for your highness to have dinner."
Lan Zhiqiu asked suspiciously, "Did you say where to go?"
The young servant was a little panicked and shook his head: "Your Highness didn't tell me." He only heard the eighth highness's people say, and your highness really didn't say anything.
Wu Shang and others saw the heresy and quickly ended the supper, otherwise they would have indigestion after eating it.
"I have met Zhengjun..." This little servant was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Under the powerful aura of the six people, he was so scared that he couldn't speak smoothly.
"No need to talk nonsense, where is Your Highness?" Mo Ningxun's tall body exuded a cold aura, and he looked down from above, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.