This spring is bright, with flowers blooming, and the fragrance is full of fragrance.
Yaoyao pounced on the butterfly in the small garden for a long time without grabbing one. She felt depressed and looked around, but no one was
She stood there motionless, but if someone looked at her head at this time, she would be so scared that her face turned pale.
Blood was spreading in her eyes, and Yaoyao looked at the blue butterfly that was still flapping its wings. But in the blink of an eye, the butterfly flew obediently towards the palm of her outstretched hand.
Yaoyao smiled and lowered her eyes and raised her eyes. There was a clear and clear look in her eyes. She wrapped the butterfly that was still, and after looking for a while, she let it go.
When she used the meme technique, her pupils were getting hot, and the butterfly was still deeply bewitched when she stopped using the meme technique.
Her skills seem to have improved a lot during this period of time
Shameful thing, so powerful
The scene from the previous night appeared in Yaoyao's mind again, and her face turned red with rare redness. She shook her head and would rather go back and eat some rose crisps to calm down.
Feng Heng went out today. The rose crisps I prepared were sufficient. Yaoyao was walking back happily. Unexpectedly, she heard two female voices gossiping, and they were talking about her.
...She is so shameless, what is she not a vixen?
Yaoyao thought, this palace maid is quite smart
Caimeng, stop talking!
It turns out to be called Caimeng
What's there to be afraid of? Even though she calls her a wife, who doesn't know that she is just a thing used by the national teacher for entertainment?
Tsk, angry
Yaoyao didn't want to listen anymore, so she coughed lightly and walked out of the darkness
The two palace maids were immediately scared and were unable to do anything. They knelt down in a heavy voice: Madam!
Yaoyao's little tongue circled around the mouth of her teeth, half bent over and supported her knees: Cai Meng? Which one is it?
The palace maid on the left looked up tremblingly: Husband...Madam, it's a slave...
Talk well, why are you shaking? Yaoyao straightened up and flicked her pink and clear fingernails, but I didn't say anything
Before Cai Meng could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Yaoyao laugh and said casually: Drag out to fight... The words were a bend, thirty boards
Madam...Madam...Cai Meng instantly burst into tears, and she knelt down to Yaoyao, grabbing the corner of her robe. Madam, Cai Meng, Cai Meng was wrong, you... Take back your life!
Yaoyao frowned and took a step back, interrupted her words, raised her jaw and ordered another palace maid who had been stunned for a long time: Didn't you hear it? Want to accompany her?
No...No...I heard it... After the palace maid begged for mercy, she simply made up her mind to pull Caimeng. Caimeng was about to struggle, but suddenly she felt as if her soul had left her body and let her pull it down.
Yaoyao withdrew her gaze, and the red light at the corners of her eyes faded, and she went back to the main hall to eat rose crisps as if nothing had happened.
Cai Meng's words did not affect Yaoyao at all. She happily ate rose crisps, but saw Feng Heng coming back
Without stopping chewing, Yaoyao looked up at him: It's so early to come back today
Feng Heng touched her head, and the cold eyes became softer. He said: But just ask me some trivial matters.
Speaking of which, the recent Mingyuan Emperor can't hold back
Yaoyao was too lazy to mention Caimeng to him, and didn't want to tell him how to deal with it. She just took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and then suddenly thought of something and smiled at him: By the way, I didn't seem to tell you, I saw the queen when I went out two days ago. She was so nice and gave it to me...
The hand pressed on Yaoyao's shoulder suddenly tightened, and Feng Heng's face darkened: Have you left the palace?
Hiss... Feng Heng, you hurt me
Feng Heng's strength did not diminish, and Hansheng asked her: Why are you talking to me now?
Yaoyao was so painful that she couldn't bear it. She sideways and avoided his shackles, rubbed her shoulders, and muttered and complained: Didn't I forget this? Feng Heng, what's wrong with you?
Feng Heng was only two steps away from her. He did not move forward again, but his eyes as if he was hiding a cold arrow made Yaoyao's legs a little weak.
Looking at each other for a long time, just when Yaoyao was about to be unable to hold on, he spoke: Don't go out in the future
Why?!
Yaoyao's question was not answered. She looked at Feng Heng's back as she turned around and left, and turned around and entered the inner room with anger. She didn't even eat rose crisps.
Feng Heng's ear tip moved slightly, and he knew that she had returned to the room with anger, so he stopped.
How to explain it?
The scene he saw
Yaoyao pounced on the butterfly in the small garden for a long time without grabbing one. She felt depressed and looked around, but no one was
She stood there motionless, but if someone looked at her head at this time, she would be so scared that her face turned pale.
Blood was spreading in her eyes, and Yaoyao looked at the blue butterfly that was still flapping its wings. But in the blink of an eye, the butterfly flew obediently towards the palm of her outstretched hand.
Yaoyao smiled and lowered her eyes and raised her eyes. There was a clear and clear look in her eyes. She wrapped the butterfly that was still, and after looking for a while, she let it go.
When she used the meme technique, her pupils were getting hot, and the butterfly was still deeply bewitched when she stopped using the meme technique.
Her skills seem to have improved a lot during this period of time
Shameful thing, so powerful
The scene from the previous night appeared in Yaoyao's mind again, and her face turned red with rare redness. She shook her head and would rather go back and eat some rose crisps to calm down.
Feng Heng went out today. The rose crisps I prepared were sufficient. Yaoyao was walking back happily. Unexpectedly, she heard two female voices gossiping, and they were talking about her.
...She is so shameless, what is she not a vixen?
Yaoyao thought, this palace maid is quite smart
Caimeng, stop talking!
It turns out to be called Caimeng
What's there to be afraid of? Even though she calls her a wife, who doesn't know that she is just a thing used by the national teacher for entertainment?
Tsk, angry
Yaoyao didn't want to listen anymore, so she coughed lightly and walked out of the darkness
The two palace maids were immediately scared and were unable to do anything. They knelt down in a heavy voice: Madam!
Yaoyao's little tongue circled around the mouth of her teeth, half bent over and supported her knees: Cai Meng? Which one is it?
The palace maid on the left looked up tremblingly: Husband...Madam, it's a slave...
Talk well, why are you shaking? Yaoyao straightened up and flicked her pink and clear fingernails, but I didn't say anything
Before Cai Meng could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Yaoyao laugh and said casually: Drag out to fight... The words were a bend, thirty boards
Madam...Madam...Cai Meng instantly burst into tears, and she knelt down to Yaoyao, grabbing the corner of her robe. Madam, Cai Meng, Cai Meng was wrong, you... Take back your life!
Yaoyao frowned and took a step back, interrupted her words, raised her jaw and ordered another palace maid who had been stunned for a long time: Didn't you hear it? Want to accompany her?
No...No...I heard it... After the palace maid begged for mercy, she simply made up her mind to pull Caimeng. Caimeng was about to struggle, but suddenly she felt as if her soul had left her body and let her pull it down.
Yaoyao withdrew her gaze, and the red light at the corners of her eyes faded, and she went back to the main hall to eat rose crisps as if nothing had happened.
Cai Meng's words did not affect Yaoyao at all. She happily ate rose crisps, but saw Feng Heng coming back
Without stopping chewing, Yaoyao looked up at him: It's so early to come back today
Feng Heng touched her head, and the cold eyes became softer. He said: But just ask me some trivial matters.
Speaking of which, the recent Mingyuan Emperor can't hold back
Yaoyao was too lazy to mention Caimeng to him, and didn't want to tell him how to deal with it. She just took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and then suddenly thought of something and smiled at him: By the way, I didn't seem to tell you, I saw the queen when I went out two days ago. She was so nice and gave it to me...
The hand pressed on Yaoyao's shoulder suddenly tightened, and Feng Heng's face darkened: Have you left the palace?
Hiss... Feng Heng, you hurt me
Feng Heng's strength did not diminish, and Hansheng asked her: Why are you talking to me now?
Yaoyao was so painful that she couldn't bear it. She sideways and avoided his shackles, rubbed her shoulders, and muttered and complained: Didn't I forget this? Feng Heng, what's wrong with you?
Feng Heng was only two steps away from her. He did not move forward again, but his eyes as if he was hiding a cold arrow made Yaoyao's legs a little weak.
Looking at each other for a long time, just when Yaoyao was about to be unable to hold on, he spoke: Don't go out in the future
Why?!
Yaoyao's question was not answered. She looked at Feng Heng's back as she turned around and left, and turned around and entered the inner room with anger. She didn't even eat rose crisps.
Feng Heng's ear tip moved slightly, and he knew that she had returned to the room with anger, so he stopped.
How to explain it?
The scene he saw
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