After the elder brother was reborn and blackened, he was overwhelmed by the group favorite little princess! Chapter 119 The second person comes to life
Huo Shenzhao didn't know how to coax children. With different identities, he couldn't do a lot of movements, and many words did not dare to say.
Find a soft place to cry? "
As soon as the four princes and Sheng Minglin returned, they heard the Duanzi crying.
The two quickly accelerated their steps in, and at a glance, they saw the small dumplings lying on the wall, squatting Huo Shenzhao next to him, and squatting half of the house in the back.
Sheng Minglin's two of them almost gone: "Pearl!"
When Tuanzi turned around, the two: "Puff!"
Tu Zi was stunned, and his face cried with a small face.
Sheng Minglin hurried over to hold her over. The four princes were pulled out, and she saw that the small face of the Tuanzi was buried on Sheng Minglin's shoulders.
Okay, this time is cleaned.
The four princes silently put away the Paizi and asked, "What's going on?"
Huo Shenzhao quickly explained that the four princes nodded and whispered: "That's the sparse."
Zou Shu was from the Lord Duan. When he looked at it, he must miss his father. You can play Shu Shu by the emperor, and they cannot pick them. Sheng Minglin reached out and patted Zhuzhu's back without rushing to comfort.
Tuanzi was crying for a while, and began to draw, and Sheng Minglin said according to his small head: "Don't cry, Zhuzhu wants dad, then can we write a letter to my father?"
Duanzi was brought up at once: "Written a letter?"
She supported her small body and looked at him, "You can write a letter."
"It's okay," Sheng Minglin gentle: "Brother will write, brother can help."
Duanzi nodded: "Okay, write a letter to Dad."
So Sheng Minglin hugged her and sat down at the table and asked her: "What do you want to write?"
The first time I wrote the letter was slightly excited, thinking for a long time: "Daddy, Zhuzhu wants you to mess with you! I want to want to mess up ..."
Sheng Minglin wrote her little hand on the paper without modifying the words. If he said what he said, he wrote it, and the dumplings could not be written. He also wrote wrongly.
Although the dumplings do not know almost a word, they still have a little excitement looking at the words I wrote!
The four princes and Huo Shenzhao sat next to drinking tea, watching quietly, Zhu Zhu thought about what to say, and said what he said for a long time, the paper was full, and the excitement was almost the same.
Then he signed Zhuzhu, Sheng Minglin finally took her small hand, painted her a little ink, and pressed a false fat paw print in the back.
Tuanzi looked at the black and white full of paper, and was very excited: "The letter written by Zhuzhu! Written by Zhuzhu!"
"Yes," Sheng · Master Mingson Minglin greeted people to wash his hands while greeted people, and laughed: "It was written by Zhuzhu, beads is awesome!"
Duanzi held a letter with both hands, super expansion: "Beads are awesome! The pot is also great! Zhuzhu will write a letter to my father every day in the future!"
"Okay," Sheng Minglin glanced at a leak: "Then let's take this letter and show it to the mother -in -law?"
Zhuzhu nodded again and again, and refused to help people, and couldn't care about the way. He raised his hands and ran out of his hands.
Sheng Minglin greeted the four princes, dragged the collar of the rear clothes in one hand, and followed her all the way out.
Tuanzi ran all the way, and Xizi gave the letter to Princess Duan. Although the princess Duan was not learned, of course, the word was known. He quickly took it to see and praised her: "Zhuzhu is awesome, Zhuzhu is too powerful, right?
! More than a mother! "
The dumplings were praised and lost myself: "Pearls for you."
She stood on the chair and said loudly: "Daddy, Zhuzhu can miss you ..."
She said that she had forgotten what she had written, but she was very confident. The little throat was called a crispy life, and she read it for a long time.
Sheng Minglin smiled, and suddenly thought, whispered with the four princes: "Play Shu Shu? Written a letter?"
What he means is that in case Zhuzhu dreams tonight, is it related to playing Shu Shu, or is it related to writing a letter?
After speaking, he has returned to the taste, and it ’s not easy to try to play. Is it not easy to write a letter? Try it again.
As a result, at night, Zhuzhu was still quiet one night.
Worrying about madman Sheng Minglin couldn't sleep, he came over and looked at it in person, but Zhuzhu didn't wake up.
Everyone had been stable at ten, and Pearl must be dreaming. As a result, they did not dream. When they made it the next day, everyone did not know what to try.
The four princes lowered: "I don't know what there is."
Sheng Yulu.
Sheng Yulu is now in the cellar of a farmhouse.
Although Emperor Mingxi said simple and rude, Jin Yiwei did not dare to work simple and rude. Even if Sheng Yulu looked at Mu dull, who knew, would the demons hiding in her body and peeking outside?
So from beginning to end, they all played very hard. For example, at this time, they disguised as a rural person with a silly son and bought a little girl as a child to raise a daughter -in -law.
Two days before I found the "buyer".
Jin Yiwei deliberately separated the two masters. Master Yan Yiyi arrived first. Sheng Yulu was fed by the medicine and was lethargic.
Master Yan Yiyi held her hand. When she took her hand, she was surprised and looked up at her face.
Jin Yiwei, who pretended to be a buyer, hugged her on her leg, raised her face, and let Master Yan look at it carefully.
Master Yan Yi looked at the palm pattern carefully for a long time, and looked down at the palm pattern. For a long time, he said: "This person's life number is very weird. She was originally a treacherous palace.
I love, but I have no worries about food and clothing. I am safe in my later years.
He stopped, and looked around for a long time, and then said: "Three years ago, there was no delusion, the life of the palace was dark, there was life in death, and there were deaths in life ... Especially recently, it seems that there is a worse than snow.
Positive, the poor monks can't see through. "
Although Jin Yiwei did not dare to say more, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart. He said that you see this set. At the beginning, what was the Lord of Zhuzhu County, what is the blessing in the disaster ... and so on?
Jin Yiwei Road: "I don't know if it's a disaster or a blessing?"
"It is a disaster, but also a robbery." Master Yan Yiyi did not have ambiguous words, and said directly: "Now the life is slim, it can be said that the nine deaths are life, and even if they are lucky to escape, the life number cannot be recovered.
Jin Yiwei asked: "Is there any more?"
Master Yan shook his head.
Jin Yiwei asked: "This person is very important. No matter what the master sees, please be bluntly."
Master Yan hesitated for a long time, still saying: "In this person's palm, it seems that the number of people who still hold others, but it is too obscure, the two are intertwined, and the poor monks really can't deduce."
Jin Yiwei asked for a long time. Master Yan Yi just shook his head, and the little head didn't dare to force him too much. He could only send him back.
After a while, I invited Master Du'er to come in.
Master Du'er is more direct than Yan Yi. He took his palm to see and said directly: "This little master is killed! There is a word in the eight characters?"
Jin Yiwei had been prepared to give him the character of Sheng Yulu. Master Du'er glanced for a few times. Her fingers stroked in her palm, and he counted it repeatedly. He repeatedly deduced it several times, and said: "Her palm is holding the life of two people!
It seems that some people want to occupy her life ... Seding from three years ago, but until about February and March this year, this 'second person' "came here."
The spirit of Jin Yiwei's little head is a vibration.