Chapter 241 The First Assistant Green Plum Wants to Marry Another 17
In a word, Ye Tian came from behind and took the concubine woman in Jinse's hand.
"Xiaolian, are you okay?"
Xiaolian tears rotating in her eyes, and snuggled in Ye Tianhuang crying crying: "Ye Lang, don't blame sister, she is not intentional, but I did not stand still ..."
Ye Tian frowned, glaring at Jinse: "What did you do to Xiaolian?"
Jinse held back his eyes without turning his eyes, and wanted to see to what kind of slowness to Ye Tian's aspects of women. He glanced at Xiaolian.
"You said, what did I do?"
"No ... oh oh ..." Xiao Lian cried and couldn't say a complete sentence. He looked at Jinse in horror and cried, "Sister, no ..."
Ye Tian brought Xiaolian into his arms again, leaned over and kissed the other party's tears, stroking his head low and comforting.
As the name of the Xiaolian people, it is really white lotus, clear porridge side dishes, with the current appearance of pear blossoms, which makes people pity.
Jinse saw that the stains were strange, crying for so long, tears did not dry.
The backyard of the ancient man is really bend. If in the modern entertainment industry, this acting skills must not hang a batch?
"Do you say you haven't done it? What did Xiaolian be scared by you?"
Seeing that Jinse bowed her head and said nothing, Ye Tian thought her to know the mistakes, and she became more straightforward.
Last time I thought of that plan, he was still unbearable, but in the past, no matter how he designed, Ling Yunzhai was not damaged at all, but he suffered losses in succession.
At this time, the people at the pillow of Jinse did not make people worry about it. He found the venting path in an instant.
Xiaolian was buried in Ye Tian's arms and hid her proud smile.
What about the wife? In the backyard, it is a man, a man who is not favored, it is better to be a little concubine.
On the other side, I trained for a long time, and I didn't see Jinse look up. Ye Tian watched it. It happened that a drop of tear was dripping along Jinche's smooth chin and dripped to the ground.
Cabell!
Ye Tian's heart pumped, as if this tear was not low on the ground, but dripped in his heart and brought ripples.
Raising Jinche's face, she bit her lips tightly, crying silently, but stubbornly refused to serve the softness, and the eyes of her eyes were unyielding.
She did not speak and did not justify, but her tears and her eyes were clearly talking -she was right!
Ye Tian tightened his fist and thought about it carefully.
Xiaolian said that Jinse was right. When he came, he also saw that Jinse helped Xiaolian.
The guilt swept away, he did not choose to ask, but fled subconsciously. Before leaving Xiaolian, he heard the voice of Jinse behind him.
"Sister Xiaolian may be physical discomfort, or it's better to see Lang Zhong."
It didn't take long for the backyard to come up with good news.
The servant named Xiaolian was found to be pregnant.
Jinse laughed deeply, and Xiaolian, who was depressed, and the waves of other women in the backyard.
"Husband ... Mrs., dinner, dinner."
The thoughts were interrupted, and Jinse's eyes swept away the girl -in -law Xiaocao, the other party dodged, and the hands and feet were nowhere to be placed.
Especially when Jinse was sitting in front of the table, the opponent's hands trembled slightly.
This girl, there is a problem!
Jinse didn't dismantle it, and smiled and stretched the grass.
"I don't have a close friend here. Thanks to your personal care, today's meals are rich, I can't finish it, and it is a waste of left and right.
Xiao Cao shook his head and refused, and his eyes seemed to be panicked, but there was no panic.
It seems that it is not a poison.
Jinse couldn't help but sit down and sit down, his fingers gently stabbed the bracelet, his face, with majesty.
"Can't keep you in such a good meal, don't you want to listen to me, or do you say that the food does not fit your appetite?"
Worried about being found to be found, Xiao Cao didn't dare to refuse, and accompanied Jinse to eat.
Almost as soon as the meal was entrance, Jinse found that these medicines are similar to Meng Khan medicine.
It's just that the amount of medication is small, it seems that you don't want to do it now.
She will plan, take detoxification pills, and find excuses to stay with her to sleep with her at night.
Nympho
The moment when there was a sound outside the door, Jinse went to the room to hide, and watched a few people in black wrapped the grass with a quilt in the night. A few breathing ran away.
Jinse's eyes flashed and followed them.
It is Rongcheng's person? Rongcheng has not appeared in front of her for a long time since her last time she was banned. She let Ye Tian stayed in her hospital again and again.
Or is Ji Xiaoxiao's person? She dives out Yefu at night. At the beginning, the other party would lead Ye Tian. If she had not used the pretext of Qingming in time, the situation would definitely not be arguing at that time.
Or is the city? She has a strong sense of existence, but has the experience of the original owner's previous life. Jinse knows that there are many things that the other party is picked behind.
In guess, she heard the conversation between the man in black.
"We like this ... Master will not blame us afterwards?"
One person hesitated: "The left and right are the instructions of the master, what are you blame?"
The other person stops: "Be careful, the master does not need to have thoughts, just listen to the order."
The latter people did not say a word, but Jinse hadn't returned.
It's Ye Tian, what does he do?
Seeing that the route where several people have taken are getting more and more familiar, it is clearly the road that Jinse will return to and forth almost every day in the past half a month.
She patted her head, Ye Tian's dog!
Seeing that the grass was placed in Lingyunzhai, Jinse fainted a few people in black, and returned to Yefu at a faster speed than when he came.
Before she slipped back to the house, she only heard a shocking roar.
"Shame! Shame! Madam lost!"
The whole house seemed to be waiting for this roar, and the guard guard quickly gathered.
Ye Tian was late, his eyes were red, and his mood was not high. He gave one of the guards.
The guard immediately stepped forward, holding a thing in his hand: "We found this dart in the wife's room, which was from Lingyunzhai."
Ye Tianyu took out the knife around the guard's waist and raised his head.
"How do you have this reason? Ling Yunzhai is too deceiving. My official just wants to return to Youzhou a long -sightedness.
"Hating the hatred of his wife, do not wear the sky, the official situation is ..."
"Brother Ye, what are you doing?" The sudden soft girl interrupted Ye Tian's words.
Ye Tian didn't care, waved his sword.
"Jinse don't make trouble, Brother Ye is about to revenge to Lingyunzhai for you. This time, I will expose the true face of Ling Yunzhai to the world!"
Having said that, he always felt that something was wrong. He didn't wait for him to react, and the people around him exclaimed like a ghost.
"Madam, are you back? You are not a person in Lingyunzhai ..."
Jinse crooked his head, his eyes burned inexplicable light under the lantern.
"What is Lingyunzhai? I just eat bad stomach at night, spit and diarrhea, and go to the toilet."
Ye Tian's expression was cracked: "Raisn toilet?"
Jinse laughed naive and licked his lips: "Otherwise? Brother Ye wants me to do?"
Ye Tian was inexplicably guilty, and escaped Jinse's eyes. In a moment, he remembered what was before here, and his eyes were complicated.
What are those men doing? This small thing is not good.
The strategy failed, revealing the planning in my heart, and I do n’t know when I can find an opportunity in the future.
He was angry.
"Jiang Jinse, Xiaolian was frightened here today, the small birth at night, the fetus is not guaranteed, punish you for a month, copy the" Tibetan Scriptures "50 times."
Looking back at Jinse, Ye Tian left his sleeve.
Jinse silently raised a middle finger at his back, a dog man, and he should be wearing a green hat.
There are nearly 20,000 words in the full text of the Tibetan scriptures, copying fifty times, which is the rhythm that does not want to hand.