"Father, looking at Xiaobai's body, the child is afraid... I'm afraid it won't work. This is only the first month, and there is still a year to come. How can he... how can he bear it..." Chang Mu blushed as he spoke.
Eye sockets, this little junior brother has always been stubborn, and he is clearly in severe pain, but he still looks like he is fine, which makes people feel distressed and angry at the same time.
Wuliang layman looked at the falling white snow with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Xiao Wu'er, use your skills to recuperate the small body of Eleven, otherwise you can't eat twelve cakes for your father."
Cheese, if I can’t hear Xiao Jiuer singing, I’m going to ask you why.”
"My child will obey his father's orders." As an honest man, Chang Mu also had to complain. He was obviously concerned about Xiaobai's health, but he still made such an inhumane tone. His father was really telling the truth!
"Hey, Xiao Wu'er, are you getting old as a father?" Layman Wuliang looked at the young disciples around him who all grew up to be upright men, especially Chang Mu and Su Liang, who had been with him since childhood, both got married.
After having a child, I suddenly felt that time makes me grow old.
Chang Mu felt that his figure standing in the corridor was still very different from the father who called him with a smile in his childhood memory. "My father is well versed in the method of prolonging life. He only has two shallow folds at the corners of his eyes..."
Layman Wuliang's eyebrows twitched, and a helpless smile appeared on his still young face. Alas, his child really looks like him when he was young. He is really a dull piece of wood!
He sighed softly, "Well, if that's the case, Xiao Wu'er, you can find your third senior brother tomorrow and explain a few words to him for your father. After the New Year, you can retire and return home with Shi Yi."
Chang Mu nodded silently. Xiaobai's body collapsed badly. If he stayed in the capital any longer and let interested people know that the regent, King Qin, was about to die, it would probably cause huge waves.
[The lady is coming]
Unconsciously, the sound of firecrackers to welcome the first year of Qian Ning rang out sporadically. Ye Rong leaned on the couch in boredom, listening to Zhao Yue chirping about interesting things in the army, "...that recruit's egg was shot with one arrow.
Got off Lieutenant Liu’s ass..."
Ye Rong yawned and asked something serious: "Brother Ninth, I heard that the master will sign up and return to the mountain after the new year?"
Zhao Yue stopped talking for a long time and nodded silently.
Ye Rong straightened the jade plum blossom hairpin and said casually: "It's been cold and windy lately. Master, is he not in good health?"
Zhao Yue sneered, "Hey, that old man eats and drinks spicy food all day long. When he is free, he stews bird's nest and ginseng. The ones he raised are white and tender. That day, Mr. Wang from Liaodong returned to Beijing to report on his work. He thought he was
My brother, grandma, is this prince that old?" Zhao Yue was originally careless and had no idea what his daughter's family was thinking.
Ye Rong sighed secretly and had to ask: "I heard from dad that recently... he has not been to court, but he is sick again?"
Zhao Yue pursed his lips and realized that the junior sister wanted to inquire about Xiao Bai's current situation. After a while, he stood up and stood by the window and said calmly: "How could it be? He has a new wife, and she has been mixing honey with oil recently.
When the time comes, I naturally can’t bear to leave my charming wife, and besides, isn’t there a third senior brother in the court?”
The red plum blossoms under the window swayed with enchanting and beautiful shadows, and the sound of firecrackers in the distance was harsh and disturbing.
Ye Rong took a sip of tea and calmed down, "Brother Ninth, please tell Master that the capital is not as clean as the mountains and it is not easy to recover from illness. I want to go back to the mountains with Master." "Father, the child is looking at Xiaobai.
I'm afraid...I'm afraid it won't work. This is only the first month, and there is still a year to come. How can he...how can he bear it..." Chang Mu's eyes turned red as he spoke. This junior disciple has always been stubborn.
It was clear that he was in severe pain, but he still looked like he was fine, which made people feel distressed and angry at the same time.
Wuliang layman looked at the falling white snow with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Xiao Wu'er, use your skills to recuperate the small body of Eleven, otherwise you can't eat twelve cakes for your father."
Cheese, if I can’t hear Xiao Jiuer singing, I’m going to ask you why.”
"My child will obey his father's orders." As an honest man, Chang Mu also had to complain. He was obviously concerned about Xiaobai's health, but he still made such an inhumane tone. His father was really telling the truth!
"Hey, Xiao Wu'er, are you getting old as a father?" Layman Wuliang looked at the young disciples around him who all grew up to be upright men, especially Chang Mu and Su Liang, who had been with him since childhood, both got married.
After having a child, I suddenly felt that time makes me grow old.
Chang Mu felt that his figure standing in the corridor was still very different from the father who called him with a smile in his childhood memory. "My father is well versed in the method of prolonging life. He only has two shallow folds at the corners of his eyes..."
Layman Wuliang's eyebrows twitched, and a helpless smile appeared on his still young face. Alas, his child really looks like him when he was young. He is really a dull piece of wood!
He sighed softly, "Well, if that's the case, Xiao Wu'er, you can find your third senior brother tomorrow and explain a few words to him for your father. After the New Year, you can retire and return home with Shi Yi."
Chang Mu nodded silently. Xiaobai's body collapsed badly. If he stayed in the capital any longer and let interested people know that the regent, King Qin, was about to die, it would probably cause huge waves.
[The lady is coming]
Unconsciously, the sound of firecrackers to welcome the first year of Qian Ning rang out sporadically. Ye Rong leaned on the couch in boredom, listening to Zhao Yue chirping about interesting things in the army, "...that recruit's egg was shot with one arrow.
Got off Lieutenant Liu’s ass..."
Ye Rong yawned and asked something serious: "Brother Ninth, I heard that the master will sign up and return to the mountain after the new year?"
Zhao Yue stopped talking for a long time and nodded silently.
Ye Rong straightened the jade plum blossom hairpin and said casually: "It's been cold and windy lately. Master, is he not in good health?"
Zhao Yue sneered, "Hey, that old man eats and drinks spicy food all day long. When he is free, he stews bird's nest and ginseng. The ones he raised are white and tender. That day, Mr. Wang from Liaodong returned to Beijing to report on his work. He thought he was
My brother, grandma, is this prince that old?" Zhao Yue was originally careless and had no idea what his daughter's family was thinking.
Ye Rong sighed secretly and had to ask: "I heard from dad that recently... he has not been to court, but he is sick again?"
Zhao Yue pursed his lips and realized that the junior sister wanted to inquire about Xiao Bai's current situation. After a while, he stood up and stood by the window and said calmly: "How could it be? He has a new wife, and she has been mixing honey with oil recently.
When the time comes, I naturally can’t bear to leave my charming wife, and besides, isn’t there a third senior brother in the court?”
The red plum blossoms under the window swayed with enchanting and beautiful shadows, and the sound of firecrackers in the distance was harsh and disturbing.
Ye Rong took a sip of tea and calmed down, "Brother Ninth, please tell Master that the capital is not as clean as the mountains and that it is not easy to recover from illness. I want to follow Master back to the mountains."