Not to mention the identity of the prince's blood, in some people, especially the Emperor Zheng Chao, it is never possible to have a ambiguous relationship with the princess. Even if there is no such layer, Su Ziji has little interest in Princess Xinping.

Regardless of the princesses of the Wei Dynasty or the princess of the dynasty, due to the people's style, they are comparable to some of the precious women of some dynasties in the original world. They are arrogant and can raise a small number of private soldiers.

"What are you talking about?" Su Zi's life passed, gone his fingers, and gently played Ye Ye without regret his head: "Don't you believe me?"

Ye did not regret it, and he didn't regret his chest. He covered his head with both hands and glared at Su Zizhi.

"Obviously!" She hummed: "How tightly talked about it, I saw it all!"

Then deliberately tilted the orchid finger, imitating: "Oh, I didn't expect, you are actually a person in the temperament!"

Although the posture is a bit exaggerated, it is so imitated, there is really this princess three -point charm.

Su Ziji looked at Ye without regret, and couldn't help but stunned.

"Funny." Su Ziji then shook his head with a smile.

"Oh-" Ye did not regret dragging the long voice: "I said it was funny, but when she said that, how did you laugh so happily?"

Su Ziji felt that he finally understood what the meaning of "Xiucai encountered soldiers and couldn't tell the reason". She was jealous when she was jealous when she was jealous, and she couldn't hold it.

Seeing that Su Ziji was a little speechless, without explaining, Ye did not regret his eyebrows, and looked at it obliquely: "How, was it being said?"

"I really wrote that poem just to perfunctory her. What you know, such things, saying, can cause trouble, but it is better to write this poem.

Said, this is safe. "Su Ziji's desire to survive was strong and explained again.

After a meal, Su Zi's look of his appearance was solemn: "And, this is also a poem and mourning poem."

"You also understand the poems, you may not understand the mourning poems." Su Zi's life was leaning, and the coldness was revealed between the frown.

"I don't care what the background of Xuan Xuan, how much martial arts and Brahma, this is a dead end."

"Going deeper, the closer to the death period."

Su Ziji said, exhaling heavily, and a cold wind hit in, and he couldn't help but shivered.

In fact, the dispute between the court is not at the starting point at all, followed by the wrong person, and the wrong way. From the beginning, the ending was destined.

"The shepherd girl and Arahant, don't you have any intentions?"

Thinking of the noble and dust -free posture just now, Su Zizhi couldn't help shaking his head, and he turned to a bitter smile.

Is it the same as this argument with this Xuan Monk?

"You also make sense." Ye did not regret nodding.

Su Zi's breath was relieved, but she didn't want to take a moment in the next moment: "Then you have to write a song for me! I also want this perfunctory!"

After speaking, I found that Su Ziji looked at her helplessly and sighed.

Ye Duxu was a little careful, thinking: "Could it be that the request I mentioned is too much?"

But when I thought of the scene, Ye did not regret that it was so sore that it was soaked in the vinegar tank, and the sour water murmured.

Just when she was hesitant, whether to take this sentence, but when she was a little angry, Su Ziji sighed again.

"Writing poems is impossible to write poems ..."

Originally, Ye, who was just stamped in his heart, did not regret it, and immediately glared at the apricot eyes.

Su Ziji was worried that this girl immediately turned into a mother tiger and killed herself, and then said, "I write the Book of Songs for you."

"You ... then, that's okay!" If Ye did not regret going to talk, he swallowed back, stretched his neck, watched Su Zi, squatting on the ground, picked up the plum branch, smiled at himself, then wrote to himself, and then wrote with a smile.

Then, then, then

"The death of life is wide, and said to Zicheng;

"Well, send you." Su Ziji left the plum branch, and looked up at Ye without regret.

When Ye didn't regret touching his eyes, don't look at it, and then look down at the Book of Songs.

Su Ziji looked at her, thinking: "This sentence comes from the Book of Songs. Although the world also has the Book of Songs, the content is different, and there is no one."

"Although it is borrowed from the poem, the mood is indeed not false."

"Don't regret it with me, and after life and death, and the kindness of Uncle Ye, there are also intricate identities of me. Generally, Lin Lin makes me between the so -called children.

At the same time, it is deeper. "

"Whenever I have me, I always have to protect you and watch you peaceful."

When Su Ziji thought about it, Ye Dishearding had recited it a few times and looked up.

Seeing that this girl's face was stretched hard, she didn't show joy, but her eyes were shining, and Su Zi's hands were a little itchy.

This girl is obviously understood. Now I am not vinegar, is it?

However, without waiting for Su Ziji to provoke this girl again, someone walked along the road in front of the door.

Su Ziji did not regret saying to Ye: "It's Lu Fengyun, you can play with Xiaobai first."

Ye didn't regret it, bent over and hugged the little fox, but did not go in, but stood in front of the snow that wrote the Book of Songs, whispered: "The house is too hot, I and Xiaobai outside.

Drive the wind, you go in. "

"Don't be cold." Su Ziji told him, stoping and waiting for the wild Taoist to go.

"Go in and talk."

The wild Taoist looked at Ye's next side, and followed Su Ziji into the courtyard.

"The environment here is good." The wild Taoist said casually, and said to Su Ziji: "Originally, I planned to go to Taixue to find a son, but I learned that you have changed the place temporarily.

With patrol, it is not easy to enter. "

Su Ziji nodded: "This is, there are often nobles come here."

Although it is just a layman room, because of the temporary residence of the wealthy and nobles, the bright pine is tight, and it is no wonder that Lu Fengyun did not dare to act lightly.

"Son, seven people you asked me to investigate, I have some results."

Speaking, it is delivered to Su Zi.

At first glance, Su Ziji saw that Yu Qianzhi related to Cao Yiyan first.

"Yu Qianzhi, doctoral doctor."

The doctor of the discussion is arguing that although the grade is the five grades, but in fact, there is no officer, and there is no set member.

At this time, Su Ziji's vision was different, contemplative: "The same grade as Liu Zhan, a Taoist in Shuanghua Mansion."

"Originally in history, the Tao people are humble, but this world seems to be different. Chaotang has a lot of ways. This should be because of Taoism."

"On the contrary, there is no error in the Judge of Brahma, but because it cannot be sanctified, the development is much slower."
Chapter completed!