MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 129

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When the shop second heard it, the look was even more scornful, and a pair knew that you were the owner who did n’t have the money to run here and sit quietly and hurriedly said: "Go and go, who wants to look at you? You quickly go, Don't take our place. "He lifted the bag on the chair and shoved him in front of him, pushing him hard.

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed as he walked: "This world ... oh!"

"This gentleman is slow!" Man Yan suddenly got up and called the middle-aged man, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Will he look?"

The middle-aged man stopped, looked back at her, Huiguang in those eyes turned, looked back at his Zongzheng worry-free, and then looked at the man wearing a white veil, his face moved slightly, and he scratched his beard. Does it matter, he asked, "This ... girl, would you like to see me for you?"

Mancha turned his head and looked at the nine emperor, and smiled at the middle-aged man: "It's not me. I want to ask my husband to help me as a friend."

The middle-aged man glanced at the corner of his eyes, and nodded, "Oh, so, okay, let's take a look at this boy for the next time."

The ninth prince raised his eyebrows, pointed to his nose, his eyes stared at him, and exclaimed, "Why me? When will I say I want to see a photo?"

"Sit down." Zong Zheng glanced at him worrylessly and ordered.

The ninth prince immediately hesitated, sat down obediently, and dared not say more.

Man smiled, pointing to the opposite seat, and said, "Sir, please sit down. Xiaoer, add a pot of water, and another cup."

The middle-aged man was not polite and sat down. Xiao Er added tea, and Manyu personally poured it on the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man did not even say thank you, and even drank three cups of tea. Afterwards, they went back and forth a few times on the face of Man Man and Zong Zheng Wuyou, and then looked at the Nine Prince.

The Nine Prince disdainful, wanted to hum a few times, and was afraid that Zong Zheng was not worried and unhappy, so he had to put up with it, holding the cup depressed and pouring tea.

The middle-aged man looked at him for a while, and said without hesitation: "This boy's heavenly court is full and elegant, but it is a wealthy statue."

The ninth prince chuckled and said, "I still use you to say that I can see that I am not an ordinary person."

The middle-aged man didn't care about his attitude, but smiled, and said, "Rich and noble are only one step away, but this step is close and close, and far away. Nothing is different, only to survive Road. Son is really smart! "

The smile on the corner of the nine emperor's mouth was immediately frozen, slowly lowered the tea cup, sat upright, raised his eyebrows at the middle-aged man, and examined with gazing eyes.

Zong Zheng had no worries in his eyes, took a tea cup and drank tea, and glanced lightly at the 9th prince, Lao Ji heart realized, raised his eyebrows, and pointed his finger at Zong Zheng Wuyou: "Look at me, you come to see me Seven ... heh, look at him. "

The middle-aged man stood up with a smile and arched his hand slightly: "Three cups of tea each look like one person. I will only watch one person next time. Don't leave it today. If there is a fate, then there will be a period! Farewell." Man Man and Zong Zheng looked at each other worry-free, only to hear the middle-aged man saying something in his mouth when he went out: "The sleepy dragon went out to sea, Feng Xiang was nine days. Dragons and phoenixes, Ming Ming, all in one place ... this is destiny, but ... how?"

The voice went away, gradually becoming inaudible, listening to those words, looking at the direction of the man's departure. This is destiny, but ...

The ninth prince wondered, "Who the **** is this person? Brother Qi, should you send someone to follow him?"

Zongzheng raised his hand to stop without worry, squinting his eyes, and thought, "Don't be reckless. Maybe, it won't take long before you will know."

On the way to the palace, the blue floor tiles were already covered with a layer of wetness. The snowflakes in the sky were still drifting. The 9th prince returned to the house. Man and Zongzheng held hands and walked slowly in the deep alley of the palace wall. The eunuchs passing by saw them kneeling at a distance, lowering their heads tightly, and when they could not see them, they dared to get up, and went on to where they should go to do what they should do.

The winter wind blew her veil, occasionally raising a gap, she turned her head, just opposite to his eyes, the gentleness revealing in the depths was always exceptionally stable. She smiled softly. In this lonely deep house, as long as he was around, her heart would feel warm. She raised her right hand to pick up the snowflakes in the air, and the holy color fell on the faint red fingertips, reflecting the clear sheen.

Zong Zheng frowned without worry, grabbed her hand and said gently: "Cool!"

Laughing with long lips, the happiness hidden behind the veil waved lightly. If she can continue to hold hands like this, she will not be afraid even if the road is full of thorns.

"No worries." She called softly.

"Well." He responded softly.

"That's fine." She looked at him shallowly and smiled.

The light in his eyes moved a gentle and evil smile, and he said, "Not enough."

He was awkward, yet he hadn't responded yet. He had bent down and hugged her horizontally. She whispered and clutched the placket on her chest tightly. His eyes, like a pond of hell, don't know when he will start to wave like spring water in front of her, and he stares deeply at her, "I hold you so that you won't be tired and can accompany me to go further."

The white snowflakes fell on his thick eyelids, reflecting the deep affection in the deep pupil, blocking the cold air of winter from her heart door.

She raised her hand and gently flicked the snowflakes, resting her fingertips on his eyebrows, and gently drawing the perfect outline. Her heart was warm and soft, her eyes were full of distress, and she whispered, "But, you will be tired."

He shook his head and said, "No tired. You will sleep, I will send you back." Holding her arm tightly in her arms, she leaned her head against his broad shoulders and closed her eyes slowly and obediently. .

She likes this feeling. Although there is no sweet talk, he will always use his actual actions to express his petting and love for her without hesitation, and ignore the worldly eyes.

He gazed at her calm and peaceful sleeping face, looking at the corner of her unconsciously raised lips, the tenderness in his eyes opened, overflowing the whole heart. He walked very steadily and slowly in the blizzard of the sky. When passing through the icy gates, those gate guards were shocked. When did they see such an emperor? Petting a harem woman to such an extent is unheard of, not to mention that the usual feeling of this emperor is so cold.

Back at the Manxiang Hall, Zong Zheng put her on the bed without worry, and she woke up. "Are you leaving?"

Zongzheng worrylessly helped her get rid of the horns and pulled away the hair on her forehead. "Don't go, stay with you for a while."

Mancha shook his hand and asked, "What do you think of the man in the teahouse today?"

Zongzheng said without worry: "You have a pair of bright eyes, that person is really not simple."

Man Man said: "He can see our identity at a glance, I don't know who this person is?"

Zongzheng said without worry: "He knows who we are, he said that there will be a period later, and he will naturally meet again."

Man nodded and said, "He is right, Lao Jiu is actually a smart person. Oh yes, I still do n’t know the name of Lao Jiu. What is his name?"

Zong Zheng looked up without worry: "He has no name."

For a moment, Zongzheng worried that she was puzzled, and said, "When my mother was pregnant, the father and the emperor spoiled a palace girl, and the palace girl was given death after she became the oldest nine. The **** grew up without a name. "

Hesitated, the original life of Lao Jiu is like this! A prince, without the emperor's name, would the **** eunuch dare to name him casually? It must be that the Emperor Lin was afraid that Princess Gui Yun knew this and gave her the mother of Lao Jiu. It's really not easy for a child growing up in such an environment to maintain a happy heart. She thought for a while, and said, "No worries, you give him a name. If a person doesn't even have a name, it is too desolate!"

Zongzheng worrylessly said "En" and said, "You get him up." After a long time, I have to find a step for the old nine.

He chuckled, "Can I?"

"Of course, you are his sister-in-law." He looked at her softly and shook her hand.

"Yes, he also helped me name it." Man Yan smiled and stared at it for a moment, thinking for a moment, his eyes brightened, and said: "Borderless, Zongzheng borderless, how? I hope he is happy boundless, your brothers love boundless." The brotherhood of the emperor's family is so rare, I just hope it can continue like this.

Zongzheng smiled worrylessly: "OK. Sleep."

Manny moved inward and looked around, she knew that he was also tired and never rested every day.

Zongzheng lifted the quilt and lay down, put her arm behind her neck, and put her other arm around her waist. The man shivered into his arms, pressed against his wide, sturdy chest, listening to his slightly faster heartbeat. She raised her head slightly and hesitated a little: "No worries, ministers ..."

"Aman," he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his movements were very gentle, but his voice was irresistible: "Leave it to me. You just have to believe me! No matter what happens, in this life ... only you It is my wife who cares for nothing! "

Frowning frantically, there was a little anxiety in her heart, but she still nodded with a smile. 2k novel reading network