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"you lose."
Helian Nie withdrew his gloomy eyes lightly, picked up the teacup placed on the jade table, lightly lifted the tea cover, and sipped lightly.
The clear tea entered his throat, and the aftertaste of the tea fragrance, Helian Nie narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, today's tea is brewed well.
Wen Renyu raised his head and looked up at the sky. It was blue, cloudless, and the summer breeze was blowing. The bronze bells on the eaves of the palace rang with the wind.
Should be in a good mood, but at this moment, Mr. Prime Minister, who lost the 137th game of chess, is tired and tired.
Thinking that he is full of knowledge and knowledge, talented, and suave and suave, but he is nothing in front of the emperor.
tired,
Really, tired.
Since you were born and heard of people, how did you give birth to Helian Nie!
God, aren't you trying to embarrass me, Wen Renyu? !
Chang Ying, who had been guarding a few steps away, couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the prime minister at the moment.
Speaking of which, when the emperor played chess with the prime minister, the prime minister never lost, or he lost without room for it. However, the prime minister did not believe in evil, and again and again, it could be regarded as repeated defeats and defeats.
Helian Nie ignored Wen Renyu's pretentiousness, his handsome face was cold, and he spoke in a sullen voice,
"How about Wen Yi?"
When it came to business, Wen Renyu quickly put away the showman's expression on his face, took a sip of green tea, moistened his throat, and then said,
"There haven't been any changes recently, but according to what I know about the old man Wen Yi, he doesn't have any big movements on his face at the moment. He must be holding something bad in his stomach."
? Speaking of that old man in Wenyi, Wen Renyu's handsome face that looked like a painting, didn't have a good look, and he snorted coldly after speaking,
To express my dissatisfaction with Wen Yi in my heart, that old man Wen Yi knows how to rely on the old to sell the old,
Who do you look down on? His arrogant face all day long, whenever he thinks about it, he spits out fragrance.jpg.
Helian Nie frowned lightly, looked at Wen Renyu with her long and narrow peach eyes, and parted her thin red lips lightly,
"that's it?"
Wen Renyu choked for a moment, with a handsome face that looked like a painting, his raised Danfeng eyes looked at Helian Nie, who was expressionless, with eye-catching tear moles, at this moment, he suddenly felt embarrassed,
"Also, what else should there be?"
Helen Nie: ""
Changying's tense face was a little uneasy at the moment, why did he suddenly feel that the prime minister and the little princess looked alike?
The branches and leaves of the sycamore tree rustled, and the faint fragrance of the sycamore tree floated into Helian Nie's nose. He stretched out his hand to hold the beating eyebrows, and a sinister voice sounded,
"You are dismissed."
Wen Renyu: ""
Lord Prime Minister felt that he was wronged, what did he do wrong~!
**
The night is quiet, with the sound of frogs croaking.
In the Yongqing Palace, there were still a few candles for lighting. On the small round table in the bedroom, two figures, one big and one small, were sitting under the warm yellow candlelight.
"Sister Yue'er, here, here, just one more stitch here!"
The little girl's fleshy short fingers were in one position, Yue'er nodded, and followed the little girl softly.
"Okay, be careful, little princess, don't get hurt by this needle."
What Yue'er is holding in her hand is a small lotus root pink cloth bag. This is the small bag that the little girl will carry to the Imperial College tomorrow.
Originally, only a bunch of green lotus leaves and red lotus flowers were embroidered on the small cloth bag. A certain Sisi felt that it was too monotonous, so she pestered Yue'er to embroider something on her small cloth bag.
"Okay, little princess, you can see if it's okay, and if it's okay, I'll change it for you."
Yue'er put down the last stitch, tied the knot, looked at it, and then handed the little cloth bag embroidered in her hand to the little girl.
He Liansi took it over and hung it on her body impatiently. After hanging it, she looked left and right, her pink and tender face was very satisfying,
The little girl is a small person, she just walked around in a circle with a small cloth bag, looked at Yue'er with a smile, and asked happily.
"Sister Yue'er, does this bag look good in Sisi?"
"It looks good." Yue'er covered her mouth and smiled.
There is no other, because the little princess asked herself to embroider on the small cloth bag, and there are three words: cute! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com