Father, Mother Escaped Again

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The second time... the second time! The wind smashed up the blue veins and was planted in the hands of two people in a row. The place was still in bed. This makes a careful, self-respecting emperor's majesty completely... blackened.

Uh... Xia Yuqing was stunned and plunged into the soft bed. His eyes looked at the wind and smirked: "Im, I am sorry to apologize?"

The wind angered and smirked: "Apologize? What do you need to apologize for doing something?"

"That is... the last time... the food poisoning thing, hehe..." Xia Yuqing said, twisting his eyebrows and spitting out a wine cellar, just sprayed on the face of the wind.

Ever since, someone’s face is darker, holding Xia Yuqing’s hand to prevent her from doing anything extraordinarily, and whispering in a low voice: “Oh? That love is ready to apologize, if there is no sincerity, 朕It's not easy to forgive love."

"Sincerity? How to do it is sincere?" Xia Yuqing licked the hoe, looked at the wind and looked at the wind, a brow, how to listen to this ... so familiar?

The wind reveals the smile of the big gray wolf who has always abducted the little white rabbit. The hand slowly stretched down and whispered softly: "I feel that I am most sincere in my body."

"Is it with my body?" Xia Yuqing repeated the confusion, passing a trace of clearness in his eyes, and will shoot the wolf claws that stretched out to some part of himself. "Don't make trouble!"

"..." The wind looked at the clearly visible five-fingerprint on the back of his hand and began to grind his teeth. It is his missteps! Even forget that the drunken kittens will reveal their claws and scratch people!

Just when the wind was considering whether to change the original intention, when the simple and tyrannical overlord hardened the bow, I heard that Xia Yuqing burst into exclamation and looked up at the wind and looked at the wind: "I thought of it. The emperor ... oh... how about sing a song for you?"

"Sing a song?" The wind and the brain automatically emerged from the scene after the last summer rain and played a song, the heart shook, a bad premonition came to life, and asked for a semi-rigid, "love Oh, it’s too late, loves to drink and drink first. If you sing high, it doesn’t matter if the peace of the palace is disturbed. I’m even more worried that Ai will hurt my nephew.”

"I don't mind! Disturbing the tranquility of the palace? I believe that the outside guards of the palace will not mind."

But I don't mind! The wind licked his mouth and he pumped it, and he tried to make a reason with a drunkard!

Seeing the wind has not answered for a long time, Xia Yuqing feels pitiful: "Is the emperor not wanting to listen to me singing?"

It’s awkward, watching Xia Yuqing’s hard-to-wear soft attitude, his heart soft and soft, coughing twice: “Not...”

"That's so decided!"

"..." The windy lips opened and closed a few times. After all, I still couldn't bear to attack someone's enthusiasm. I secretly comforted myself in my heart. To the worst, I thought I would appreciate the last time that it was like a violent wind. I couldn't make him big. Re-plug the two groups of cotton to the ears and not listen to the virtual. But soon he found himself wrong.

"Oh, I saw a mountain and a mountain, and the mountains and rivers are connected... Yeahsuo is the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau... Keke, too high, it is really difficult to sing. For a good one, Shandandan that red and bright... ..."

In the dead of night, from time to time in the Qing Palace, there was an inexplicable ghost crying, and with the cold wind blowing in the hall, it was like a human purgatory, so that all the palace guards who accidentally walked through the squares of their squares had the same hair, and the flowers behind them were tight. If you live like a ghost, you run out.

Windy and weak, two hands were extended from the side of the bed, and his eyes were black and he looked at Xia Yuqing alone and dried up there.

If the last performance of the predecessor can still be said to be a tune, then the sound of Xia Yuqing’s sound can be said to be completely untouched. It’s hard to hear people want to cry!

I regretted it, and he found that he had been regretting since he met Xia Yuqing. This woman is definitely his nemesis, no one!

"Enough..." Several times, the sweetness of the rushing to the throat was so strong that the wind finally couldn’t help but slammed and interrupted the summer rain.

Wearing the brain magic sounds abruptly stopped, can not tolerate a long breath, then I heard the Xia Yuqing commissioner's cursing sobbing: "You fierce me... Hey, you are fierce! I obviously apologize If you are sincere, I will sing to you, and you are still fierce!"

Talking about rolling down the bed, silently climbed into the corner and sorrowful circle: "Little cabbage, yellow in the ground, three or two years old, no mother."

Singing and singing, I also automatically converted the frequency, waving my fingers on all sides, and said indignantly: "I am a little bird, but I don’t want to fly.

"Ah..." The wind snorted and snorted. "Hey forgive you... Forgive you, don't sing, don't sing again."

"The emperor forgave me?" Xia Yuqing pitifully took a sniff, turned his head, and looked at the wind with affection.

The wind steadily stabilized and shook his body. He said with conviction: "Love 妃 apologizes with sincerity, and the past has been revealed. Hey... no longer pursued."

"Really?" Xia Yuqing suddenly smashed up from the ground, and her eyes sparkled like the stars of midnight. "The emperor forgives the occasional, even good to open the forest! I decided to sing a song again to show congratulations. The man you are mighty and powerful, the galloping horse is like a blast..."

The wind blew a spurt of blood, and my heart could not help but mourn: Help!

Wait, this sound doesn't seem to be your own, it seems to be... from outside.

"Help! Don't sing again!" With a bang, the wind blew his ears, only to hear the sound of a knife violently hitting, and then a loud bang, a black shadow slid into the window.

I watched it with a sneak peek, but I saw that the black shadow was dressed in black, and the long sword in my hand was stained with blood, and it was suffocating. It was clearly... the person was not good.

The face of the wind was so heavy that there was no trace of the blockage. The face was stunned by the face of someone who broke the window and stopped in front of Xia Yuqing, who sang high songs.

The black man’s gaze squinted through the room. He did not wait for the wind to make his eyes fixed on Xia Yuqing’s body. He sighed: “Don’t sing again!”

Later, the black man has lost his masked face and twisted, vomiting a red blood, and fell to the ground.

"What happened to him?" Xia Yuqing heard the movement swaying forward, and the wind quickly helped her, silently watching the sky, this time he did not know how to justify it!

With a bang, the palace guards who had been stunned by the eyes of Xia Yuqing’s songs and thunders heard the sound of swords and slammed into the door. After seeing the scene in the temple, they screamed again: Thorns...Assassin, there are assassins!"

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