MTL - Legend of Fu Yao-v7 Chapter 16 Finale (below) (7)

Wu is sitting on the bed.

Very mumbled: "A good one, where do you come from three?"

I thought about holding my heart for a long time, and my eyes were blue: "The majesty!"

The long-grandson who had just embraced three baby-in-the-dark curtains and a shackle, this time quickly stabilized his body - he had rare treasures in his arms, he fell below his head, and he could not let his children wipe the skin.

Three baby in the arms, two crying, a crying earth-shattering, wrinkled red, soft and soft, it feels unreal, like the most beautiful and most beautiful dream in the world.

The long-term Sun Wumi smiled and looked down at the three dreams that he had never dared to succumb to in this life. His eyes gradually appeared a softer smile than the little body, squinting at the corners of his eyebrows, swaying the most appropriate warmth of his life. .

There was a bit of confusion in the smile - the surprise came too much and too violent, calm and calm like him, all fainted like being in the illusion, for fear that the action was a little bigger, the dream would be "squeaky" and broke. .

He hugged the three groups in his arms and tried to share it with the miracle makers in order to prove each other and deepen the sense of reality at the moment. However, the bed was more than he could not accept the reality, straightened his eyes, dreaming of falling down on the bed, grasping I only had a pillow on my face. He said, "Don't, don't, it's too strange. I can't stand it... I have been doing psychological construction for a long time before I accept it. I suddenly come to three... No, I want to collapse. I really want to collapse!"

When the great-grandson is down, no matter whether the queen will collapse or not, he smiles and puts a deep purple bag on Meng Fu’s face and puts it on his face: "Come, guess, is it a man or a woman?"

Nava cried so terrified that the shocked Meng Fu shivered underneath the baggage. She didn’t have to open her to feel that the baby was trying to do her best. God knows how the small body that has not yet developed is so Amazingly high-decibel, Meng Fu shook his ears and rolled his eyes: "I still use guessing? Is there a woman with such a big trick?"

There was no response to the export. Meng Fu’s suspicion raised his eyes and saw that the long-term grandson of the bed was laughing and hateful. He turned his eyes and thought of it. It seems that he is also a big woman.

Oh... no?

She put out a finger and shook it and picked up the bag and saw it, then she showed a terrible expression.

"That..." poked the long-term Sun Wuji, Huai'an, quietly, the two, Meng Fu shake asked without hope, "all women?"

The long-term Sun Wuji only looked at her and laughed. Meng Fu’s how to look at this smile seemed to be comforting... That, three of them were very shocked, and it was even more shocking to have three women, so it’s hard to break out, actually A man is not, the hit rate is too low, too much for the grandson and grandson who is not prosperous... The more she wants to go, the more her head falls to the chest, the painful way: "It looks like you have to recruit in the future. The son-in-law has succeeded to the throne..."

"That is still early, no hurry." The long-term Sun Wuji sat down, gently picked up the endless crying endless, and put the two arms in the captain, "Take the horse or the queen, now I still can't worry about this, I just wondered how to change the diaper?"

"Is peeing all over again?" Meng Fu shakes his hand into the state immediately. The spirit is very good. I have to change the diaper myself. The hand just stretched out and suddenly froze. "Hey? Hey Queen?"

唰 掀 掀 那 那 那 袱 袱 袱 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Said..."

She was holding three baby dolls and smiled a little embarrassed. Suddenly she felt dark in front of her eyes. The man leaned over, and the faint Asura lotus aroma passed over her forehead, while the warm, soft lips fell on the cheek. Hearing his laughter is gratifying and pleasant, mixed with the low resonance in the chest.

"Shake... thank you..."

Meng Fu shook his face slightly red, and looked a little embarrassed. He looked at the maternity woman who had left the curtain and smiled. The long-term grandson and the head turned and kissed her cheek on the other side.

"Thank you more, I am willing to regenerate for me."

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"This is my brother!" Meng Fu smiled and yelled at the baby who slept soundly, and tirelessly smashed the face of the powder group into various strange shapes, until he was so frustrated that he frowned and threw his legs.

So fierce, of course, it should be the brother is right.

"Hey! Hey! (No, this is my brother)!" Yuanbao adults clawed on the other, satisfied watching the baby slumber, no matter what part of his face on his face They are all relaxed and leisurely.

This is like a treacherous master, this should be a brother.

"Just this!" Meng Fu slaps back to his son's flying leg. "I am a mother, I have the final say!"

"Hey!" Yuanbao adults yelled at the guy who fell and fell asleep on him. I am a **** rat and I have the final say.

......

The 10,000th debate began again, and there is no answer to the mystery of the ages.

This mystery is about the order of the triplets - the last one is completely without doubt, the little princess's big trick is very personal, but the first two...

Because of the demise of the emperor, because the maternity was not psychologically prepared, after giving birth, she turned her attention to the armpits that slipped into the curtain, and when she turned back, the second one was easily taken out.

At the same time, the two did not have the first time to send a crying baby, so that the mother-in-law also clawed.

As for Meng Fu Sha - don't expect her to be savvy to know which baby is out for a second. She didn't even look at the birth time, but she was the Promise of the Sun, and she was very precise. According to the three "born", the birth of the brothers and sisters was confirmed. Time.

As for the two brothers, who is the brother who is the younger brother, decide to fight after growing up.

The three dolls are all breastfeeding. Meng Fu shakes no body concept, and refuses to breastfeed for the sake of what is strong. This is the first one among the Wuzhou mainland royals who have never been breastfeeding themselves. The grandson is afraid that she has been persuading her hard work. After, Queen Meng sneered at it - breastfeeding IQ is high! How can my baby be stupid? Stupid, where is my face? Fortunately, she is very full of milk, mostly when she is pregnant, her hoof is much more.

Meng Fu Sha is sometimes very sad thinking - I really see it is a grass root without temperament, everything is so hot and strong, not so refined, the baby is three in life, the milk is like a fountain, there is no Wuzhou continent. The royal woman's weak Liu Fufeng-like noble temperament, I heard that the long-term Sun Wuji, his mother was pregnant with him for nine months without thinking about eating, when he was born, it was difficult to produce three days and three nights, almost killed, and gave birth to a long-term grandson without her three. Any one that is big and light can make him turn three tendons - the one is exquisite! Only called aristocrats! It is called elegance!

After she was sad, she continued to breastfeed and was very intoxicated. What is the most beautiful music in the world? It’s the sound of the slap in the arms of the singer’s baby. It’s the sound of the baby’s sleep and breathing evenly. It’s the voice of the baby’s fingers... It’s the cry of the hungry in the middle of the night. Eating, listening to her ears is also a very rhythmic beauty.

She does not want to maintain that cold and noble, forget the fullness of the red fireworks on the cloud, she only belongs to the most basic happiness of every mother - they are in my arms.

They are in her arms, she is in his arms.

The long-term Sun Wuji is very close to bed recently. The most common place to stay in addition to Shangchao and official affairs is her bed. In fact, the bed is fake, and the three babies are really robbing the mother, although Her Majesty is born. Unrecognizable, often refused his harassment, but after all, the new mother, a lot of things are very busy, and there are many opportunities for him to squat... such as the gentle and quiet glory of the young mother’s face when breastfeeding herself. For example, the worship of the Queen’s recent chest’s elastic softness and fullness...

The three dolls seem to have no tacit understanding. At the same time, there are very few hours of sleep. More often, one sleeps and two awake, and they are not willing to synchronize. Meng Fu shakes and likes to be personally involved, so there is a bunch of female officials around to help. They are also often busy with a mess, especially the smallest one. It seems that the appearance inherits the advantages of the parents. The snow is cute and mellow. In fact, the temperament is very horrible. Every time she and her mother want to sneak in a sneak peek. Whatever it is, whether it is sleeping or drinking milk, it will be very miraculous to stop immediately, sleep gaze, drink milk and lick it, and stretch your claws to push it - not to push the Sun Wuji, is Push Meng to shake.

......Yes, push her mother Meng Fu, then laugh, and open her little arms to her, seeing her sorrowful joy, and quickly accepting her daughter’s sentiment, then this is only greasy into her Embrace, resolutely occupy, never let go.

The long-term Sun Wuji is very fond of this. He often holds on the lap and personally feeds her to eat some milk paste. What about the baby, what to eat, what to eat, how sweet, very sweet, looks very happy - it seems that she Hey, it’s not the chaotic milk paste, but the best of the world.

Meng Fu shakes every time there will be a black line - for the hair I feed you milk paste, you use your tongue to top out? ? ?

After eating the milk paste, I just went to sleep, squatting at her clothes and sleeping, and Meng Fu shakes the black line - for the hair I feed you, you still have to sleep for a long time before going to sleep?

That sleep tightly next to her, she wants to move immediately, she is a model, immediately sit still, smiles holding her daughter sitting is two hours, Meng Fu shake and black line - For Mao in your arms, are you awakened and screamed? Could it be that my hearing has plummeted recently?

Your embarrassed love mad!

You are a double-faced woman!

Meng Fu, who found her daughter's bad quality, was very depressed. She couldn't say with her grandson, "Your daughter is uneasy, and I am robbing people... The proud queen is absolutely unwilling to admit her promising possession of the great-grandchildren."

As for the other two...not the pair of jewels she imagined, the quiet qualities that have just been born are more likely to be an appearance, especially the hair is very thick and the eyeballs are particularly dark and bright. It burns like a light bulb all day, sleeping only half of his brother's time. The time when you don't sleep is used to destroy - tearing paper, licking nine tails, pulling Yuanbao hair, grabbing Jiuwei and Yuanbao to get together, is his four Big Love.

The other one... It is indeed quiet. From birth to now, even the number of crying is very small. The appearance is very temperamental. After Meng Fu’s is fed up with the black woman and the destruction mania, this version is especially small. Preference, but this preference was quickly ruined by the cold reality - they were one year old, one day lunch break, she saw with her own eyes, after this bed-wetting, uncomfortable, he slowly swallowed the diaper a little bit Down, the bare buttocks squatted under the scorpion, oh oh yeah, until the **** was clean, only slowly crawled away, and the brother who slept next to him, stupid one turned over, just buried his face in him On the scorpion...

Shameless man!

Meng Fu’s sad reminder of looking up to the sky – so many births, why is there no temperament that inherits their mother’s excellence, light, compassion, kindness, our Virgin, and holiness?

However, at this time, I don’t want to recognize these three things. Meng Fu’s grief accepts the facts and takes a strong form of revenge. Her way of revenge is to make the three dolls bad when they are named, three dolls. Long Sun Yan, Chang Sun Lin, Chang Sun Yan, this is the name of the ancestral temple, even if the name is always free to play by her, so the bright-eyed long-haired Sun Xiaoming Altman, the pirated version of the long-term Sun Lin Xiaoming Meichuan Cool (no underwear), referred to as: queer, belly black love father and daughter long-haired Sun Xiaoxiao ... spring flowers.

The long-term Sun Wuji is undecided about the sons and sons of the two sons, but he is happy with the spring flowers. The noble Promise Emperor also believes in the idea of ​​“following the good name of the family” and thinks that the little name of the palm of the hand is very popular and very beautiful. Mouth, so often holding the little daughter softly scented frankincense body, smile to her: "Spring flowers, flowers..."

Princess Changchun Chunhua smiled at her beautiful father and revealed four sweet smiles.

Sitting on the side of Meng Fu shake also opened a sweet smile... Chunhua, Chang Sun Chunhua, believe me, wait until you grow up to recognize the words, you will cry for this wonderful little name that has followed you for many years...

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When the names of the ecstasy of the baby and the baby were settled, the Meng Fu, who was idle, suddenly felt that it seemed, maybe, probably, what should be done?

Her birth of the baby, until now is the secret of the Promise Dynasty, according to the meaning of the Promise of the Sun, naturally can not wait to immediately tell the world, but Meng Fu Sha feels that can not afford to lose this face - to the ancient unmarried pregnancy, she can I don't want to be a flagship figure of a new woman in the Wuzhou continental era. For this reason, she does not hesitate to threaten the protagonist of the grandson - want to be a pro? If you want to be a pro, just shut up first.

I have been raised for a year now, and I am fat and slim, and I am light and heavy. When the three babies are weaned, I will see the wind as long as a heavy powder group sleeping in my cot and rubbing my fingers and learning to seize the Yuanbao adults. When plucking, a late life event was finally put on the agenda again.

So one day, another year, when the smoke was fascinating, someone once again leaned on the back of Meng Fu’s back. (Now the Emperor’s Majesty likes this position very much. The reason is... the height is overlooking, the scenery is infinite...), lazy :

"Do you like to eat wine and then publicly sleep on my bed, or do not eat wine, directly quilt to my palace?"

Marriage note (3)

"What?" Meng Fu shook his ears and stared at the sky. "The wind is too big..."

Yuanbao adults squatted on her lap, looking at the clear sky with the wind and the sun, touching the cloak of the soft collapse of the body, thinking, yeah, the wind is really big...

The long-term Sun Wuji has a good attitude and looks at the sky. He did not express any opinions on the Queen’s blink of an eye. He smiled casually, sat down, took a piece of paper from the clothes, and looked carefully.

Meng Fu Sha is still waiting for the second wave of offensive, so suddenly a little bit of a slap in the face is not used to, the corner of the eye can not help but rush to that direction, I know that my treacherous treacherous, never to be hooked, but then look down really focused, and some People's curiosity is also famous for its strong, buttocks moving in the chair, grinding, grinding, half awkward, coughing: "Look at it?"

The long-term grandson looked at the focus and did not lift his head. He also took a pen and hook on the table.

Meng Fu tickles and screams at the Yuanbao adults, telling them to investigate, Yuanbao adults look up, and the black eyes are purely looking at her--ah? Are you okay? Stroke? Face? The wind is too big to blow your mouth?

Meng Fu shakes helplessly, killing the shamelessness of the mouse with a sinful look, and hooking his fingers to the long sleeves of the sun, sneer: "Why, what about painting? The art is good, maybe you can point you one or two?"

The long-term grandson gave her a look: "Don't, you are probably not interested in this."

Meng Fu shakes his anger and grabs the paper in his hand: "Thinking about a hair!" After a closer look, Ha laughed.

"Your Majesty, are you interested in fashion design?"

On paper, the sketch is actually a sketch of a dress. The style is between the ancient and the modern evening dress that Meng Fu Sha is familiar with. It can't be said badly, but at some key points, the lines are not beautiful and smooth, next to it. There is also the long-lost handwriting of the grandson, written in green? gray? brown? A few words, at first glance, I know that I am thinking about the color choice of this dress.

Any woman who sees beautiful clothes is itchy, and sees beautiful clothes that are not perfect enough to meet their expectations. No matter who can't stand the scene as a designer, Meng Fu shakes immediately: "What green gray brown ? Such an ugly color loss you want to come out, it is a mess of cloth, want me to say, red! The brightest and most vivid and pure red, beautiful! Only fit!"

"Oh?" The long-term Sun Wuji is still a faint distrustful look, slanting her. "Shang Yijian brought together a number of top masters to design a new court dress, which is dedicated to large-scale national banquet occasions, both luxurious and solemn, and still I believe in their vision."

"You don't believe my eyes!" Meng Fu shook his eyebrows. "To be honest, I am top-notch in addition to picking people's eyes."

"Rarely the opposite." The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and shook his fingers slightly. "He thinks that you have a top-notch in addition to picking people, and the rest are lacking."

Meng Fu shook his head: "I don't know shame!"

Yuanbao adults immediately flew their feet and licked her - it was unbearable, and it was cheap and sold!

"Bet." Any woman hates her own man and evaluates that she does not know how to dress. Meng Fu shakes the yin to measure the molars. "Shang Yijian makes one according to the color you choose and this style, and then according to my modified color style. One, look at the finished product, who is the most embarrassing!"

"Well." The great-grandchild is indispensable to plug the sketch to her. "So you modify the dress style you like."

Meng Fu shakes over and modifies, and laughs loudly: "Ah, this fishtail is not like a fishtail, what is it, mop?"

“The simplest streamlined design at the waist is just fine. What do you think of these two sides? Fins?”

"The word is not good, too old-fashioned, deep V-neck, as thin as a line of heaven... Half-hidden half-snow is a line of snow, it is called style... oh..."

The long-term Sun Wuji came over and had a sense of participation: "This... is it gone?"

"What are you afraid of?" Meng Fu slanted him. "This is spring and autumn clothes, and you can cover the shawl on the outside."

The grandson laughed innocently: "Oh... that's good, then rest assured."

Meng Fu was changed to focus, did not hear him say this to himself, and asked casually: "You are very busy? How do you worry about this little thing?"

"This is not a mistress without a harem." The great-grandmother sighed. "You know, this should be the Queen's inner court affairs. Without the empress, the Shangyi prison had to show it to me."

Meng Fu shake immediately shut up, his mouth does not speak, but his guilty feelings are changed more seriously. While thinking about it, the baby is born, the queen has to do it sooner or later, now the dispute is a question of ceremony, one is not shy I want to tell the world that a person who wants to marry a child only wants to pass a low-key pass, so that it is not a way to stalemate, or else, help him manage the harem affairs first?

The long-term grandson has opened the topic and put away her changed list, confirming: "Is this the style of your favorite dress?"

"Yeah." Meng Fu shook proudly. "Absolutely stunning."

Someone laughed at the overflowing light: "Are you sure you want this dress?"

Meng Fu shakes his head and nods: "Perfect!"

"That's good." The long-term grandson said with carelessness: "In fact, Shang Yijian also designed the corresponding men's clothing according to the dress style, but I think it is useless and dismissed."

“And men’s clothing?” Meng Fu’s enthusiasm, “What do you want? I want to say that your Wuzhou mainland men’s clothes are really lacking, except for the kind of riding you used to wear...”

She thought about riding a long-awaited birthday party at the birthday of the Promise, and her eyes were green and secretly swallowed.

The long-term Sun Wuji took out a wrinkled piece of paper: "The set of clothes has been changed according to the style of riding. Are you interested? Fortunately, I have not had time to throw it, then I will give it to you, and you will change it. Make a set out."

Meng Fu Sha is honest and unrequited. He reviewed the sketch with the style of the design master. The long-term Sun Wuji looked at her serious look, her lips slightly bent, leaning over her forehead and gently kissing, laughing: "Well, I am going to do things." ”

Meng Fu waved his hand: "Quasi, Diane."

His Majesty left with an inexplicable smile. Queen Meng squatted on the table and worked tirelessly to modify the costume design. For so many years, she was busy fighting to seize power and have children. But things that are too feminine have never been touched. Today, it is rare to be embarrassed by the grandson. I became interested, and while thinking about the past life, the poor mother and daughter had no money to buy new clothes, but they never bothered. My mother’s handcrafted, the old clothes would be refurbished, and the girls would go shopping on the streets and buy nothing. Just remember the style of those clothes, come back to my mother to cut and cut on the simple sewing machine day and night, and make a beautiful "new clothes."

She remembered the dim light in the hut projecting the silhouette of her mother's work, the sewing machine humming like the rain in the late autumn, delicately sprinkled in her quiet and serene dreams.

Meng Fuyao slowly stopped his hand and gently stroked the sketch. It seemed to touch the radiant red moon huajin. The smooth texture of silk satin flowed through the fingers. The smooth and flowing lines seemed to be undulating for many years. Life, layers of skirts, all the memories of the past and present.

Today's luxurious dress, yesterday's rough new clothes, also carried the best story of her two generations.

The daylight illuminates Meng Fu and the eye is crystal clear, but the lips are gently smiling.

mom.

I'm very happy.

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The dress picture is good, and it is handed over to the Shangyi supervision system. Meng Fuyao will also throw away the matter. She still has three little devils to be annoyed.

The long-term Sun Wuji seems to be very busy, sometimes he can only see him every few days. Every time he comes, he always has a lot of courtiers and memorials to work on the spot. Meng Fu has always been involved in his political affairs, and he has seen more times. Some people worried about his body. On this day, he personally sent the ginseng soup. When he entered the temple, he saw the officials who had crushed the ground. The dragon case was piled up to kill people. The grandson was buried in the juvenile. The slender man couldn't see his face quickly. When she saw her coming in, the tired eyes brightened. Meng Fu shook him and smiled. He put the soup on the bench and left. The long-term grandson leaned over and gently put her in her ear. : "Wait for me, just a little..."

The hot air in his mouth blew in Meng Fu's ear, the itch of the cockroach, Meng Fu shook his neck and wanted to laugh, and in a blink of an eye saw the meaning of the long-lost eyes in the eyes of the long-awaited eyes, the heart moved, and could not help but blush, quickly clear Cough, unnaturally said: "Well... I am tired... I will take a break."

On her shoulder, Yuan Bao adults turned their eyes, thinking that this woman is really hypocritical. She is a top master, from Fuchun Palace to Jingming Temple District, half of the road, will be tired?

Admit that you are distressed, will men die?

Fortunately, the mouse does not speak, and the squat knows that the Queen is tempered. She has never been with her. Her lie has never been dismantled. Meng Fu swayed and sat on one side, listening to the nails and listening to the officials. I feel so funny when I listen to it. Is it so lacking in the Promise? Why even the court banquets, such as foreign guests, and other entertainment, must be taken by him?

The long-term Sun Wuji looked at her and knew what she was thinking. She explained: "The father was not in good health and did not like social entertainment. The Promise has not held a large state banquet for many years. I often stayed in the country. I didn't realize it until that year. The ritual palace is very unfamiliar to all kinds of welcoming ceremonies, the main officials are ignorant, and they are still using the old rituals that are already out of date. They fall in the eyes of the emperors of the country. They are afraid to laugh at me, so I plan to go with the ritual. And some of the tasks in the palace have been solved."

Meng Fu shook his high stack of chapters on his case. He had a distressed and unwilling sigh. He said halfway: "These things are too busy, you can worry about it, otherwise I will help you solve it."

"No." Chang Sun Wuji immediately refused.

Meng Fu shakes stunnedly - he does not allow himself to intervene in the Promise?

The long-term grandson turns around and pulls her to sit next to her, and she looks at her with deep affection: "You have worked hard enough to take care of yourself, that is the thing you should most worry about."

His majesty is deep, his eyes are focused, his expression is gentle as water, and he is originally infinitely beautiful. After he is a father, he is more and more charming. This kind of tone is so low that the spring breeze is warm, and Meng Fu Sha is fascinated by the seven colors. The soul and the danger were smothered by the beautiful man, and they struggled for a long time. The eyes of the eyes were stunned and the heads of the eyes were screaming. The face banged and burned. They quickly turned their eyes and stuttered: "...I am ... well... a lot of female officials take care, nothing..."

The long-term grandson smiled, and his long fingers gently ignored her. He said softly: "That is also true, but you must not work."

The Queen of Meng was stunned by the sorrowful smile, and her heart was vaguely thinking. How is this particularly popular today? But this kind of laughter is so good to see the drop... Suddenly I found that my fingers are starting to be unfair, running along the corners, sliding over the cheeks, sliding to the lips, then the neck... and then...

When Meng Mengfu jumped up, he looked at the long-term Sun Wuji, and wanted to swear something like shamelessness. Someone saw that half of the body was buried in the pile of people’s highs, and looked out of the curtain. A lot of officials waiting for the matter, sighed and pulled out and went out: "Oh, I will help you with this, let the officials of the Ministry of Affairs come to me."

The long-term Sun Wuji smiled and sent the Queen out of the hall. His eyes focused on the slightly rich but more charming waist and hips after the Queen's production. His eyes swayed with the curve of her unintentional flowering, until the figure disappeared. Only then regained his gaze.

Then he stretched his body, leaning against the back of the chair, sipping a cup of tea, and his eyes swept over the table that was higher than the mountain.

Immediately, the **** came over and carefully took away the chapters that had already been read by the red.

His armpits raised his eyebrows again, and his eyes plucked the officials under the black pressure and smashed the ground to "go back."

The officials immediately held their breath and watched each other carefully, and they walked clean.

Jokes, the play is finished, and these props are not coming out quickly?

Kneel down, smile, stand up and stretch. Leisurely and leisurely lying on the back hall dragon couch, thinking that the Ministry of Rites and the Internal Affairs Bureau must have been annoying the Queen, and they have to do nothing, is to find a **** to play, or to find Altman?

......

"The niece, this is the ceremonial rules of the ceremonies that the Ministry of Rites has revised. Please ask..."

"How do you get to this level?" Meng Fu frowned and looked at the thick 12 books, each with a Chinese-English dictionary height booklet, "How long will it take to finish?"

The minister of the Ministry of Rites came forward, and he gave me the guidance of Meng Fu. "The rules are presented by the Department of Fine Arts, the Department of Fine Diet, the Department of Fine Sacrifice, and the Secretary of the Qing Dynasty, and the four divisions of the Secretary of the Qing Dynasty. There are Jiali, Military Service, and Ji Li. Murder, guest, 筵飨, casting, four translations, and reception of various genus, foreign ambassadors and translators...."

The old guy smashed through the page and turned over. It was easy to explain the sacred ceremony in Ji Li. The sky was dark, and Meng Fu shook his eyes at the back of the twelve books. The heart was cold, and he regretted that he had a hot urge. Hawthorn.

She thought about it and tried to shirk her responsibility: "I think it's quite right, or else, let it go?"

"Your command is made, you are the master." The assistant servant looks at the nose and nose, awe.

Meng Fu shook his nose, thinking that this ceremony was originally a person, what is the relationship between the rules? The long-term Sun Wuji has always been enlightened, but now he is also pedantic, and he thinks again. In the past few days, the vast territory has always been merged. In the future, the Promise is the largest country in the world. Everything is also the face of the great-grandchild, and he has to bite his teeth to continue listening.

The moonlight climbed up the treetops of the pear trees outside the Fuchun Palace. In the courtyard, the snow-colored petals were smashed for a moment, then climbed the silver-red window paper and cut out two black silhouettes.

Meng Fu shook his shoulders and looked at him for three consecutive hours. He felt that this guy must also be a hidden master, licking this mouth, after such a long period of high-intensity exercise. , actually intact!

She has been completely stunned, so that when the other party stops, she still screams in her ears, and continually talks about those cumbersome and boring ancient rituals...

"Anniling! Goddess!"

The eunuch’s cautious call awakened her, and Meng Fu’s eleven big books, which looked like the rest of the face, suddenly said: “I think these are perfect, there is absolutely no picky place.”

The servant minister is modest in his body.

"So I don't have to look at it later." Meng Fu shook his eyes straight. "All are accurate."

"Are you sure?" The rites of the rites did not reveal the look of a big man. They dared to question her decision. They also reached out and took out the last booklet with a slightly different booklet. Hands handed over, "This is..."

"Make sure!" Meng Fu shake now sees the booklet and wants to vomit. For a few days, she was entangled in the matter by the ritual department. She had a pitiful Mimi patient who had already exhausted her energy, and she waved her hand. "Tell me, I agree!"

"Yes." Laocheng’s heavy-hearted priest smiled and opened the book. "Please sign and use the seal, and tomorrow’s ministers will make it clear to the world."

Meng Fu listened to something wrong, and he revised the ceremonies in his own country, and used it to tell the world? However, she had not had time to ask, the palace lady had already picked up the three devils who had to eat the night meal, and Meng Fu had a busy time and forgot.

......

The next day was still not bright, and the head of the Internal Affairs Bureau was holding a thick stack of books to go back and forth. Meng Fu shook his face and grievances from the bed, and the two **** circles, listening to the guy.

"...the niece, His Majesty said that many of the people in the harem palace are over age, are they released a batch, and then re-select a batch?"

"The big girl's family stays in the palace, don't leave the parents and go out early." Meng Fu was sleepy. "You don't have to add people, you can use it."

"Yes, deportation of the harem." The House Affairs Bureau seriously remembered.

Meng Fu shook and didn't feel right, just want to ask, already drowned by another bunch of people.

"Anniling..."

"Anniling..."

As things went on, the Ministry of Rites and the Internal Affairs Bureau gradually came less, and the Prosperous Suns seemed to be getting more and more busy, and the atmosphere in the palace gradually became special. Especially when Meng Fu’s busy daughter Ma Daha also found out that it was wrong. .

"Hey, it’s not a lot of time, what are you doing with so many red lights?" Meng Fu shook up early in the morning and was shocked by the color of the window. The long-spring Chunhua Princess was happy in the hands of the ladies. With great interest in the underarms, the milky girl gave her a clever trick, and the princess was immediately tied to her head.

Meng Fu patted her daughter in the snowy buttocks of the open-chest pants and smiled: "It's beautiful, Guo Furong."

Chang Sun Chunhua looked at the old lady's face and smiled. She thought that it must be a compliment. She immediately laughed at a front tooth that had just grown up. The mother and the daughter were laughing, and Altman was dismissive of the wretched two people and grabbed the Yuanbao adults. A gray rag is placed on it - gray rat, and the ingot is the most hated.

Yuanbao adults did not dare to use their own 360-degree revolving to wait for the delicate buttocks of the little master, and they had to cry silently.

So, behind every successful Altman, there is a silently insulted ingot monster...

Fortunately, some people quickly rescued its predicament. One hand suddenly reached over and grabbed the ingot. Otto was slow and dissatisfied, and opened his mouth to bite, but found that his eye was swaying and then fell on another person's knee.

Altman ah, two sounds, always determined that this is the object that you must be pleased, and immediately sit down.

Meng Fu Sha turned from the window and asked with amazement: "How come you have time today?"

The long-term Sun Wuji was holding Altman, and he ran through the **** that was deep in the face. The long-spring Chunhua Princess was at the moment he entered the door, and then he turned back and brushed it like a butterfly.

Meng Fu shakes his daughter and confirms again that this must be a natural color girl!

I don't know who is genetic!

"The big things are fixed, of course, there is time to come over." The long-term Sun Wuji holds one in his arms and sits on his knees. He is very satisfied with the feeling of fullness, indicating the accompanying palace man, and presenting two rectangular boxes.

"What is this?" Meng Fu looked at the delicate rosewood box, and there was a bad feeling in his heart.

"Gown." The grandson promised to feed her daughter's sweet candy.

Meng Fu shook his head and said: "I have been busy crazy recently, and I have forgotten the gambling that I played. Is the dress still dressed?"

She opened the box, and the authentic top-class Yuehuajin pendant was like a dark light, pure and luxurious.