LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

After the love came out of the inner room, the room was quiet.

Yan Yan was amazed and obsessed with the woman in front of him.

He always knew how good his sister was, and he had already imagined the appearance of the other party's costumes.

But when he really saw this scene, he realized that the imagination of beauty is not as good as the people in front of him.

His peony sister stood there quietly, but he made the entire Ganlong Palace shine brilliantly.

The room is full of light, nothing more.

Waving the houseman who was also standing here, Yan Yan suddenly regretted some of his regrets - he regretted that such a beautiful Peony sister was seen by others.

Peony sister, it should be hidden, all the beauty is only for one person to bloom.

"Sister, you are beautiful," he exclaimed sincerely.

She loves to hang her eyes, how beautiful this body is, she naturally knows.

Even if she is herself, when she is dressing up on the mirror many times, she will look at the figure in the mirror and be obsessed with it, let alone other people?

Love is a common acquaintance. Even herself, as a moment of love, is a very delicate and beautiful woman.

However, in my life, there is no one that can match the peony color of the king in the flower.

She said softly: "Do you like me, is it because of the beauty of the world?"

The look of Yan Yan changed.

His eyes stared at the love, implying pain and sadness: "In the heart of my sister, is Auntie such a person who loves a heavy skin?"

I don't want to discuss this topic with him.

She turned her words and pointed herself: "You dressed me like this today, what do you want to do?"

Yan Yan’s face quickly returned to calmness and said: “Auntie wants to let the whole people of Daxie know that Auntie has a favorite person, and there will be no second woman in this life.”

Love sighed, this time, she should have finished speaking, and have a deeper understanding of Yan Yan’s obsession.

Seeing that she didn't talk, the color of disappointment in Yan Yan's eyes flashed past.

However, he did not say anything, just smiled and said: "The hour is coming, my sister will go out with me?"

He smiled and reached out and made a look to help.

I looked at him with a glance: "No, I will still walk."

Yan Yan did not care, he lifted his legs and went forward.

The lamp hangs thousands of times, bright as white, palace, swaying. The cup is cherished and the aroma is attacking.

When Yan Yan and his loved here, all the ministers who are eligible to participate in the palace feast have arrived.

Because the emperor has no one in the 20th house, there is no clear text that the palace banquet is not allowed to carry family members. It is the ministers of all ages who have the appropriate age to bring their daughters - if they are lucky to be seen by the emperor In the middle of the palace, that is the only one in the harem.

Looking around, under the glory of Hua Wei, the fragrant scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the scent of the singer and the singer of the singer of the singer.

The young ladies, who are very arrogant, never think that they are not as good as others, and they are all ambitiously expecting that they will become the moonlight in the hearts of the emperors.

Even if the rumors of the Manchu dynasty, the young emperor hides a beautiful woman in the dry dragon palace, because they are too cherished to not see the outsiders, they also sneered at it.

Even if you are the first emperor to love the nobles, you have never done this, and where is there really such a thing?