Chapter 849: 849
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Plus his face, which is indistinguishable between male and female and beautiful like a porcelain doll.
It's just——
Tempting crime!
"Oh? People come and go in the Weiyang Hall of our palace. Why do we have to remember you?"
After su Yan came here, her work and rest followed this way.
Therefore, I didn't sleep at this point. As soon as I was smoked by the indoor heating, I began to feel sleepy.
With some weariness in her eyebrows and eyes, she leaned on the soft collapse, supported her cheeks with one hand, and squinted at him.
Hearing this, the thin boy suddenly trembled.
It seems that something glittering and translucent converged to his soft jaw line, gradually converged into a pool, and hit the crimson purple clothes pendulum.
Su Yan just wants to ignore it.
She couldn't cry or laugh. She suddenly bent down and stretched out her hand to pick up his sharp chin.
The boy was so thin that he had only a handful of bones left, and suddenly he hurt his hands.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "what are you crying for?"
Duchuan blinked. He cried very special. He didn't make a sound. He seemed to be used to it.
But in those beautiful eyes, it was like rain, falling down.
Washed eyes are especially bright and clear.
He carefully clenched Su Yan's skirt and said, "it's useless to be a slave."
"What?" Su Yan was surprised and looked over.
Duchuan's eyes trembled, and another pearl tears rolled down from his eyes.
"There are so many obedient and capable slaves around my mother, but I have nothing. I can't even let my mother remember my face."
He is not as cautious as other palace people. When talking, he will raise his wet eyes and stare at people.
Su Yan was annoyed by him, and her heart was soft.
Duchuan, a dog, knows too well how to arouse other pity, not to mention that he is very good-looking.
No one in the world doesn't like beautiful things.
Su Yan is one of the best. I didn't expect to reflect incisively and vividly in this life.
"So?"
She held her forehead, looked into his eyes and asked with a smile, "are you going to give up? Don't you want to be a cow or a horse for the palace?"
"No, not -"
Without hesitation for half a moment, the thin boy kneeling at her feet shook his head. He suddenly stepped back two steps and buried his head deeply.
Like kneeling in front of him, he needs to worship the gods.
Hoarse voice, with a desperate determination.
"Please let the slave stay with you. The slave is willing to be the most loyal running dog around you. Never betray in this life!"
The sandalwood in the incense burner has been burned out, but the various decorations in the hall have been smoked with an indelible smell.
The hall is quiet and the needle can be heard.
The snow outside the window is heavier.
Watakawa knelt on the ground, his forehead against his hands, waiting quietly.
His heart is like the vast snow outside, empty and boundless.
Do not know the future outcome, do not know now, waiting for their own will be what.
The sand in the hourglass flows out little by little, and has changed round after round.
Su Yan's hand knocked on her knee. She hung her red lips playfully and looked at the thin boy kneeling respectfully on the ground with a smile.
For a long time, she was lazy to spit out a sentence, "remember your words today, cross the river."
The young man was stunned, and then suddenly raised his head, which was endless ecstasy.
"If one day you betray the palace, the palace will stab you in the stomach and throw you back to the snow to die. Just like when the palace met you, it's just -"
She rubbed the edge of the tea cup with a compassionate smile in her eyes.
"You can't wait for someone who can save you as this palace did at that time."
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Plus his face, which is indistinguishable between male and female and beautiful like a porcelain doll.
It's just——
Tempting crime!
"Oh? People come and go in the Weiyang Hall of our palace. Why do we have to remember you?"
After su Yan came here, her work and rest followed this way.
Therefore, I didn't sleep at this point. As soon as I was smoked by the indoor heating, I began to feel sleepy.
With some weariness in her eyebrows and eyes, she leaned on the soft collapse, supported her cheeks with one hand, and squinted at him.
Hearing this, the thin boy suddenly trembled.
It seems that something glittering and translucent converged to his soft jaw line, gradually converged into a pool, and hit the crimson purple clothes pendulum.
Su Yan just wants to ignore it.
She couldn't cry or laugh. She suddenly bent down and stretched out her hand to pick up his sharp chin.
The boy was so thin that he had only a handful of bones left, and suddenly he hurt his hands.
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "what are you crying for?"
Duchuan blinked. He cried very special. He didn't make a sound. He seemed to be used to it.
But in those beautiful eyes, it was like rain, falling down.
Washed eyes are especially bright and clear.
He carefully clenched Su Yan's skirt and said, "it's useless to be a slave."
"What?" Su Yan was surprised and looked over.
Duchuan's eyes trembled, and another pearl tears rolled down from his eyes.
"There are so many obedient and capable slaves around my mother, but I have nothing. I can't even let my mother remember my face."
He is not as cautious as other palace people. When talking, he will raise his wet eyes and stare at people.
Su Yan was annoyed by him, and her heart was soft.
Duchuan, a dog, knows too well how to arouse other pity, not to mention that he is very good-looking.
No one in the world doesn't like beautiful things.
Su Yan is one of the best. I didn't expect to reflect incisively and vividly in this life.
"So?"
She held her forehead, looked into his eyes and asked with a smile, "are you going to give up? Don't you want to be a cow or a horse for the palace?"
"No, not -"
Without hesitation for half a moment, the thin boy kneeling at her feet shook his head. He suddenly stepped back two steps and buried his head deeply.
Like kneeling in front of him, he needs to worship the gods.
Hoarse voice, with a desperate determination.
"Please let the slave stay with you. The slave is willing to be the most loyal running dog around you. Never betray in this life!"
The sandalwood in the incense burner has been burned out, but the various decorations in the hall have been smoked with an indelible smell.
The hall is quiet and the needle can be heard.
The snow outside the window is heavier.
Watakawa knelt on the ground, his forehead against his hands, waiting quietly.
His heart is like the vast snow outside, empty and boundless.
Do not know the future outcome, do not know now, waiting for their own will be what.
The sand in the hourglass flows out little by little, and has changed round after round.
Su Yan's hand knocked on her knee. She hung her red lips playfully and looked at the thin boy kneeling respectfully on the ground with a smile.
For a long time, she was lazy to spit out a sentence, "remember your words today, cross the river."
The young man was stunned, and then suddenly raised his head, which was endless ecstasy.
"If one day you betray the palace, the palace will stab you in the stomach and throw you back to the snow to die. Just like when the palace met you, it's just -"
She rubbed the edge of the tea cup with a compassionate smile in her eyes.
"You can't wait for someone who can save you as this palace did at that time."
Plus his face, which is indistinguishable between male and female and beautiful like a porcelain doll.It's justTempting crime!"Oh? People come and go in the Weiyang Hall of our palace. Why do we have to remember you?"After su Yan came here, her work and rest followed this way.Therefore, I didn't sleep at this point. As soon as I was smoked by the indoor heating, I began to feel sleepy.With some weariness in her eyebrows and eyes, she leaned on the soft collapse, supported her cheeks with one hand, and squinted at him.Hearing this, the thin boy suddenly trembled.It seems that something glittering and translucent converged to his soft jaw line, gradually converged into a pool, and hit the crimson purple clothes pendulum.Su Yan just wants to ignore it.She couldn't cry or laugh. She suddenly bent down and stretched out her hand to pick up his sharp chin.The boy was so thin that he had only a handful of bones left, and suddenly he hurt his hands.He raised his eyebrows and asked, "what are you crying for?"Duchuan blinked. He cried very special. He didn't make a sound. He seemed to be used to it.But in those beautiful eyes, it was like rain, falling down.Washed eyes are especially bright and clear.He carefully clenched Su Yan's skirt and said, "it's useless to be a slave.""What?" Su Yan was surprised and looked over.Duchuan's eyes trembled, and another pearl tears rolled down from his eyes."There are so many obedient and capable slaves around my mother, but I have nothing. I can't even let my mother remember my face."He is not as cautious as other palace people. When talking, he will raise his wet eyes and stare at people.Su Yan was annoyed by him, and her heart was soft.Duchuan, a dog, knows too well how to arouse other pity, not to mention that he is very good-looking.No one in the world doesn't like beautiful things.Su Yan is one of the best. I didn't expect to reflect incisively and vividly in this life."So?"She held her forehead, looked into his eyes and asked with a smile, "are you going to give up? Don't you want to be a cow or a horse for the palace?""No, not -"Without hesitation for half a moment, the thin boy kneeling at her feet shook his head. He suddenly stepped back two steps and buried his head deeply.Like kneeling in front of him, he needs to worship the gods.Hoarse voice, with a desperate determination."Please let the slave stay with you. The slave is willing to be the most loyal running dog around you. Never betray in this life!"The sandalwood in the incense burner has been burned out, but the various decorations in the hall have been smoked with an indelible smell.The hall is quiet and the needle can be heard.The snow outside the window is heavier.Watakawa knelt on the ground, his forehead against his hands, waiting quietly.His heart is like the vast snow outside, empty and boundless.Do not know the future outcome, do not know now, waiting for their own will be what.The sand in the hourglass flows out little by little, and has changed round after round.Su Yan's hand knocked on her knee. She hung her red lips playfully and looked at the thin boy kneeling respectfully on the ground with a smile.For a long time, she was lazy to spit out a sentence, "remember your words today, cross the river."The young man was stunned, and then suddenly raised his head, which was endless ecstasy."If one day you betray the palace, the palace will stab you in the stomach and throw you back to the snow to die. Just like when the palace met you, it's just -"She rubbed the edge of the tea cup with a compassionate smile in her eyes."You can't wait for someone who can save you as this palace did at that time."
