Leng Nuo put down the chopsticks, a serious scolding, "must not be rude."
Dozens of pairs of eyes have passed, including the eyes of the prince and the concubine. Everyone is curious. Is this poisonous tongue leaning?
Sweeping?
However, soon, the unrealistic fantasy became an illusory soap bubble.
Who is that? That is a tongue to fight the world, and the cold champion of the drool drowning the big live people. The most revenge person is him.
Today, he was broken by a whip, and his face was still swollen. Will he have such kindness and carelessness, and vowed to pity the fragrant and jade?
Strange!
Sure enough, Lengnuo saw that everyone's attention had been attracted.
To talk about Sven, understand decentness, how do people do it is a matter of others, we know the book, we have to distinguish between right and wrong, the northern people and the grassland people, can
The implication is clearly derogatory and derogatory, and it is said that people who do not understand the courtesy and do not enlighten the barbarians.
In the presence, including those who are waiting for them, all the hearts of the hearts lead the gods.
The voice of theft is really small, but the eyes look a little strange. The scene of no one is more annoying than the noise of talent. Be a civilized person.
Out of the house and embarrassed the entire grassland.
Silia stared at Leng Nuo with hatred, and her eyes sprayed fire. If it wasn't for Beiche, the whip in her hand could not wait to draw it. If it was on the grassland, someone would dare to disrespect the princess and ridicule, her father, her father.
I must have waved a big hand and dragged it out to call others.
But in the North, how can anyone humiliate her a few words, one by one, the male and female, the male and female, but the words are so mean, no matter how noble her status is, the identity has her identity, and her identity has her identity.
What a prominent.
No one lets her.
No one loves her.
Everything is different from the imagination.
The maid behind him stepped forward again and patted Silia's back.
The princess shook her shoulders and threw away the maid's hand, but after a while, she seemed to think of something, and looked back pitifully, looking at the maid's face, tears turned in her eyes.
The maid quickly lowered her head, pressed a face deeply to her chest, stepped back, and returned to the position where the maid should stand.
Silia turned her head and lowered her head. It was rare that she was no longer angry, sitting there silently, watching the grilled lamb legs cut into thin slices in front of her.
Xiang Ye has been paying attention to the movement of the princess. This scene failed to escape her eyes. Somehow, the fierce movement in her heart seemed to capture what.
Recruiting shadow moon, whispering, slightly pointers, the mask leads the gods, and let the fortune go.
"What's wrong?" Bei Che was unknown, so I came over and planned to listen to a few words. I didn't expect that people had finished speaking and walked away.
"Nothing, it's just a Yingyue to do things." It's not a big deal. You don't need to know the His Royal Highness.