Emperor Yu Xuandi tried to hide his own breath with fear.
He can’t feel the sacred figures in his field of vision at all.
But he believes that the average lighter can’t see himself.
"There is a devil wears prada …"
An He Di doesn’t believe that the mighty queen will personally guard the face.
"But since there is a lighter, I can’t stand him. It’s too thin?"
In his heart, he looked at Zhao Cuo at the door of the mansion with indignation. He asked the gatekeeper’s younger brother to report and then waited outside safely.
"You should go to the city to buy some small gifts before going out of town."
Zhao Cuo’s brow wrinkled slightly to himself.
He realized that it was not easy to let Yaner live in the palace.
This little fool has a unilateral vendetta with his empress dowager.
"Zhao is wrong, why are you here!"
A girl who seem to be ringing with joy.
Grandpa Zhao Xiaogong looked up at a belle in a lake green robe who trotted in her clothes and was fawning on her face with an innocent smile.
Emperor Gao Yuxuan almost blacked out when he saw this scene. At this moment, he confirmed something that he didn’t want to believe. I’m afraid his flame beauty has really fallen into the arms of evil thieves.
"I flame beauty has become so truly … ah!"
He thought of here suddenly more pain.
"Madam, do you want me to come?"
Zhao wrong smile to have come near plump belle.
Yan Er is charming and affectionate, and her face is partial and has a naive innocence.
When she heard the words of Xiao Gongye, she wrinkled up a pretty handsome little nose and snorted all over the floor.
"Flame son is not thinking about you."
"So I can go back?"
Zhao mispronounced something that could show his bad character.
As he spoke, he turned and walked towards the white horse behind him.
Flame son angrily raised my hand and grabbed his collar.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"I really came to see Yan Er."
Zhao Xiaogong turned around cheerfully and said that he wanted to let her talk.
"Are you trying to coax Yaner?"
Mrs. Yan is fully aware of his bad intentions.
"I just came to see you. I’m still thinking about Yan Er because I’m in a hurry in the lock demon city."
Zhao wrong a face of seriously said
"Do you have any conscience?"
Flame son suddenly smile will white hands reached his nose.
"These days, Yaner, you sent jasmine dew for a bath. You smell a good family now, right?"
"Well …"
Zhao Cuo brought her a bottle of rare flower dew that day when she went to Lock Demon City.
At that time, when I gave this gift, Xiao Biezhi was there.
He also sent dessert to Buddhist in front of Yaner.
"I don’t think I smell it."
He stirred up his nose and sniffed at the delicate hands in front of him. The fragrance of jasmine poured into his nose, which made him feel excited but faintly smelled of women’s body.
Zhao thief smelled jasmine dew, but deliberately said no.
Simple flame son naturally when.
"You can’t smell it?"
Strangely, she withdrew her hand and sniffed it herself.
"Flaming hands are very fragrant with jasmine?"