MTL - Jun Jiuling-Chapter 684 Seemingly like a dream

The night was heavy, the lights in the remote courtyard were bright, but not many people served, and the hidden guards surrounded it.

Miss Jun in the room has sat down, Zhu Xi still stands, and Cher is shaking and kneeling on the floor and looking up.

"You, are you really a nine-year-old princess?" she asked, shaking.

Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.

"The fire stick in the tea house was taken away by me." She said, "I am sorry that you are being beaten by Zhou."

This happened in the small things in the tea house. People in the womb did not know much, unless they were parties.

Cher raised his hand and wiped his tears.

She didn't know whether the letter or not, but shouted her name, said something about Binger, and said Jiang Yanbao, she didn't know what to do now.

"Princess, you are too naughty," she said, saying that she was crying and crying again and again. "It’s a slave who has harmed you. It’s a slave who has harmed you. The slaves shouldn’t tell Binger. The slaves shouldn’t tell Binger. Otherwise you will be able to live well."

Miss Jun smiled.

"I am alive now," she said. "And it's better to live."

Cher just cried.

"You still don't know what is going on." Miss Jun looked at Zhu Xi. "I was blessed to leave the palace for my father. You know?"

Zhu Xi sighed and continued to turn to look at one side.

"I heard that," he muttered.

"Actually, I am not going to pray for living in the royal temple." Miss Jun said, "I followed the medical doctor of Zhang Shen. The person you saw at home who taught you to play chess is not a follower of Zhang Shen. He is a doctor of Zhang."

Zhu Xi snorted and looked at her.

"It turned out to be the case," he said.

It was clear that the game was cracked and that Weinan saw his gaffe.

Miss Jun simply talked about her own medicine.

"So my father's illness is cured. He won't die because of illness. Only ice and snow are known about this." She said, looking at the snow that was still lying on the ground, "I was in the palace." I met the ice."

She said that she smiled here.

"You know all the things that happened later. I died because of illness. Binger is also sick because of illness."

Cher’s crying was even louder, and finally he walked up to grab Miss’s skirt and smashed her head.

"His Royal Highness is the fault of the slaves," she cried.

Miss Jun caressed her head behind her.

"We are all right, it is not us who are wrong," she said. "Don't cry."

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"So how are you, how come?"

After being comforted for a moment, Cher trembled and asked, looking up at the woman in front of her eyes.

This strange woman.

"I don't know." Miss Jun said, and she glanced at herself. "I thought I was dead. I woke up and became a monarch. This is God's eye, and I have to be fair."

Cher continued to hoe.

"Yes, yes, Your Highness." She cried again. "His Highness, I am willing to testify, I will testify."

"Don't be stupid, what is the card now?" Zhu said with a muffled voice.

Miss Jun also smiled.

"You will testify, but not now," she said. "You will wait for peace."

Cher nodded again and again.

A quiet moment in the room.

Miss Jun looked at Zhu Xi, Zhu Xizheng sneaked at her, and the line of sight collided and moved away.

Scared him?

Miss Jun smiled.

"What else do you want to ask, you can ask me." She said, and thought of something, "Xiao Niangzi and Qingshan Army, you probably already guessed it, they are my master, that is, the family of Zhang Shen."

Zhu Xi snorted and looked away.

"Speaking of my master, there are more stories." Miss Jun said, to stop and stop, "but these are more irrelevant to you, not to mention."

Zhu Xi snorted again.

Looking at Zhu Xi, who is no longer awkward, Ms. Jun smiled.

"If you have no other problems, just go to rest," she said.

Zhu Xi snorted and turned and left.

Such a clean and tidy, Miss Jun did not respond, she looked at the snow still sitting on the ground.

"Cher, you go too, as before, what to do and what to do, it is not happening today," she said.

Cher dared to look up at her.

"I know that what I said tonight is too weird." Miss Jun looked at her. "But I believe that Cher can do as you have always, Binger is dead, we can't die, we have to live well." ”

Cher nodded hard, and his original eyes gradually became firm.

The people left, and there was only one Miss Jun in the room. She sat in the chair and did not move. It took a long time to vomit and lifted her hand to extinguish the lamp in the house.

The night was heavy and the lights were faint.

There were footsteps, and the guards of the night patrol watched the police immediately, and they heard a cry when they had not seen it.

Zhu Xi sucked the air and reached for her forehead. She only felt dizzy and could not help but bend down.

"Shi Ziye? Are you okay?" the guards asked around with concern.

How to hit the tree well?

Is the son of the world drunk?

Even if he is drunk, Shi Ziye is not the kind of person who can't see the road hitting the tree.

Zhu Xi lowered his head and waved his hand.

"It's okay, I'm looking for something," he muttered. "Let's go."

Was it looking for something?

The guards took the lights and shone them under the tree. Is there anything here?

However, Zhu Xi did not take the initiative to say that they would not ask.

"Shi Ziye, do you need a light?" asked a guard.

Zhu Xi waved his hand.

"You don't have to," he said, still looking like he was bending over. "Let's go."

The guards no longer hesitated to give away.

Until these people walked away, Zhu Xi was lifted up, reached out and pressed his forehead again, and touched the injured place twice.

I don't know what to say, he swears and swears, standing in the same place.

where is this?

He frowned.

What a shame, how can you be confused?

The pain on his forehead made him awake, thinking that something happened, he could not help but breathe in.

Chu, nine, age.

She is, Chu Jiuling.

With a bang, Zhu Xi was scared to take a nap and screamed that a night bird slid over the top of his head.

"Mother's." Zhu Xi snorted again, rubbing the sweat from the tip of his nose.

He felt that he should think about something, but he didn't know what to think. He stood under the big tree and the night drowned his body.

The bird's song came from the top of the head, and the dewdrops on the shaking branches fell on Zhu Xi's face. He woke up with a sigh of relief, and the morning light in sight was already bright.

I was sitting here and fell asleep.

I thought that I couldn't sleep for a night. I didn't even dream of sleeping.

Zhu Xi scratched his head and thought about the last night, wouldn't that be a dream?

How can you make such a ridiculous dream?

He stayed for a moment and got up and walked. He heard the sound of the school yard far away, and his father kept practicing martial arts all the year round.

Zhu Xi accelerated his footsteps. When he arrived at the school, he saw two people shooting.

One is the father of the country, and the other is Fang Chengyu.

"The son of the world is coming." There was a female voice coming.

Zhu Xi turned her head and saw that Miss Jun also came over. She looked at each other and she smiled slightly.

How to do? How to do?

Zhu Xi was in a mess, turned and turned around and ran.

"What happened to the son of the world?" Fang Chengyu asked inexplicably.

Miss Jun smiled.

"Maybe be hungry," she said, looking at Cheng Guogong and turning the subject away. "Guo Gongye, Cheng Yu's archery is OK?"