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Wen Yi was taken back to the palace by the Changying. As for the end, he doesn't know if he can escape the snake cave in the back mountain.
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The carriage stopped at the gate of Yongqing Palace, and He Lianci took the little girl's hand and got off the carriage.
"Sisi is back."
A certain Sisi was wearing a small sky blue skirt, one small hand was held by He Lianci, and the other small hand was also holding a lit lotus lantern,
With small steps, walking into Yongqing Palace, on the fluffy little head, two little chirping and shaking.
He Lianci was so funny, he couldn't help rubbing the little girl's head with his palm, but the smile on his face hadn't had time to put it away,
The black eyes met Nan Rong Jinghua standing under the corridor under the eaves, wearing a silver-white robe, with a cold expression on his sickly white face.
"Master!"
Unexpectedly, a certain wanton didn't know it, let go of He Lianci's hand with his small hand, and walked towards Nanrong Jinghua with small steps.
Under the cold and bright moon, Nanrong Jinghua's brows and eyes gradually softened, he bent over and took the little girl into his arms, rubbed the little girl's head,
"It's fun to have fun."
"Well, look, this is the lantern that Brother Da Huang bought for Sisi."
A certain man shook the lantern in his hand, his little face was smiling and happy.
It was cold at night, although the little girl was wrapped in a small cloak, her little hands were inevitably a little bit cold,
Nanrong Jinghua frowned lightly, wrapped his palm around a certain small hand, and the silver-white light flickered invisible to the naked eye.
A certain Sisi blinked his eyes, looked at Nanrong Jinghua's palm in surprise, "Master, your hands are so warm."
Nanrong Jinghua didn't speak, but smiled slightly with curved lips.
Looking at Nanrong Jinghua now, it's like looking at a walking air conditioner. In summer, the body is cool, and in autumn, the palms are warm.
God, what kind of fairy treasure is this.
He Lianci stood alone on the spot, not feeling uncomfortable in his heart, he endured and endured, so he didn't bear the dagger in his hand,
Suppressing the anger in his heart, he stepped forward and calmly pulled Helian out of Nanrong Jinghua's arms.
"Sisi, why don't you send off the second brother?"
"Ang, if you want it, if you want it, if you want to send it off to the second brother."
A certain Sisi was heartless, holding the lotus lantern in his hand, and holding Helianci's hand again, the kind who didn't turn his head back.
Only then did He Lianci feel relieved, and turned his head to look at Nanrong Jinghua provocatively,
He has no way to get Nanrong Jinghua to get out of Yongqing Palace now, but he must find a way to make his father take back his will about the marriage between Xiao Zhibao and Nanrong Jinghua.
"Second brother, good night~"
A certain little man stood in front of the palace gate, holding a small lotus lantern, and waved his fleshy little hand at Helian Ci.
"Go in, it's cool." Under the cold moonlight, He Lianci's figure was slender and straight, with black hair pouring down his waist, and his slightly hoarse voice was soft.
"Okay okay."
A certain Sisi withdrew his little hands, turned around and walked into Yongqing Palace, covered his little mouth with his little hands, sucked in a mouthful of saliva,
God, Brother Erhuang look at it.
Here I just swallowed my saliva, and when I raised my head, I saw Nanrong Jinghua standing under the corridor of the eaves,
Helian Nympho Sisi: "!!!"
Holding a small lantern in his hand, he ran to Nanrong Jinghua with joyful steps, and threw himself into the arms of the beautiful fairy,
Feeling the melon seeds of my little head being gently touched by the handsome wife, the whole little doll of a certain place is bursting with happy pink bubbles,
The happiness of being surrounded by beauties makes her dizzy and dizzy, let her be a cute little girl, indulge in the beauty and don't wake up~ (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com