These days, Long Qijin came to his body to get close to him for the first time, but he seemed to be a blind eye to himself. If you think about it, you can get angry.
"Don't worry, painting. Even if it's not His Royal Highness, you will be a good marriage for your mother."
Murong thought that the "murder" was annoyed. The wind sounded from Dali Temple, saying that Liu Pozi had confession. She did not know if Liu Po really couldn't hold it to confess.
The wind of her entry.
This matter Murong did not dare to find Dongfang Fengyuan to solve it. Even if she hates Dongfang Love, she also knows that Oriental Love is the bone blood of Dongfang Fengyuan, and Dongfang Fengyuan is about that woman ... still cares about it
Her side.
She can only go to her mother's house for help ...
"Mother, except His Royal Highness, I will not marry anyone." Dongfang painted the airway.
Between Long Qi Hao and Long Qijin, she was lingering.
People are still joined forces, divide in autumn.
For the time being, I can't see that the emperor loves the six princes and the seven princes. That loves, but Long Qijin seems to be easier to get along than Long Qihao.
Long Qihao always had a cold face, and he didn't write the words "don't get close" on his face. It is really difficult to communicate with him.
These days, the Oriental paintings did not think that some occasional encounters with Long Qihao, but Long Qihao pressed the corner of his eyes and did not sweep her, making her unconfident about her beauty ...
And Long Qijin, although most of his focus on the bitch of Dongfang in love, but when she talked to him, he would also talk to her a few words, which made Dongfang painting blooming, and even felt the opportunity.
Without Oriental Love, if there is no oriental love, Long Qijin will be alone.
"Mother, you can find a way to take oriental love for a while. Tomorrow His Royal Highness will go to the door to find that little bitch. I heard their conversations, they all approved."
And Dongfang painting must find an opportunity to be alone with Long Qijin, otherwise how can he develop feelings with him?
"Painting, why don't you understand the painstaking efforts of the mother? You want to know that your mother knows. You want to be strong, but ... His Royal Highness can't offend the queen's mother for you, now ... now ...
"
"What's wrong with me?"
When I think of the downturn, the oriental painting may be big, "I will never marry a dead person, mother, so I want to fight for myself.
"Hey ... you ..." Murong did not know what to say. She spoke goodly, but she couldn't help her loved daughter.
"Okay, the mother gives you a chance. But if you don't grasp it well, or His Royal Highness does not have the heart to offend the queen's mother at all, you have to die.
"Okay. Mother. You're the best." Ask to succeed, Dongfang painting nest in Murong's arms ...
Nympho
Love Pavilion.
At noon, Dongfang Lian was teasing a bird. This bird was bought by Liu Er when he went out in the morning. She was bored and teased the birds to play.
Lv'er rushed to the side of Oriental Love, "Miss, they finally couldn't hold back, and they had to take a shot to the lady."