Chapter 1052
Happiness is always relative.
Winter bedding is a hundred times happier than summer bedding.
Long Eying half-shrank into the quilt, showing her fair skin on her side, her bright eyes flickering slightly. Long Yao and Long Li moved to tidy up, draping the Dragon Spirit Gauze over Liang Qu.
"Wait, take out the court dress, don't wear the Dragon Spirit Gauze today."
"Ah, court dress? Isn't it the same if the Dragon Spirit Gauze changes? There's no difference." Early in the morning, Long Li wanted to be lazy and save the trouble of rummaging through the cabinet.
So much so that when General Shen tricked her back to the imperial city with "rules," Shen Jingyan still didn't notice anything wrong.
"I'm hanging up." She pressed the phone directly. Jiutiao Aige called back several times, but all that remained was the echo of a busy signal.
The once lively harem was very deserted at this time, I don't know if it was because too many people were buried with the deceased.
Consciousness slowly recovered along with perception. Some unfamiliar voices made Pei Xiaoran instinctively vigilant.
After the Wu family left, Pei Xiaoran originally planned to leave too. Who knew, in the blink of an eye, she saw Sang Can silently playing with the two children.
Bai Xi couldn't help but sigh. No wonder she tackled him several times when she was drunk that day. If she could still hold back with such a great god, it definitely wouldn't be true love.
"Got it, got it!" How strange, who would choose to hold a meeting on a snowy day? It's not sincere at all. Do you need to get up early to hold a meeting these days? Do you need to be present in person?
The three turned their heads in unison to look at the bed, and saw Nie Yichen looking this way with burning eyes, obviously having listened to their conversation just now very carefully.
Actually, she also wanted to ask about Ye Qingmu's whereabouts, but she was still a bit afraid, afraid that what she would get was bad news.
"Miss Ye, Miss Ye! Wait a moment." Ye Qingyun's footsteps paused, she turned her head to look, it was the secretary who was sitting in front of the government office registering that day, standing in front of the government office door, waving at her.
Suddenly, a golden light shone out from the inheritance Dragon Pearl, and a vast dragon might permeated, immediately spreading across the entire East Sea.
Hearing the 80-year-old jewelry design master, Mr. Renault, say this, Yang Niandu felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, cooling him from head to heel. He gasped and said into the phone, unable to laugh or cry.
You know, whether it is Qianjixue or the Ghost Immortal, each has its own merits. Especially Qianjixue, with a slender figure, a willow waist that can be grasped in one hand, bright eyes and white teeth, skin like white jade, a half-moon mark on her brow, and a white dress fluttering, just like a fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of the human world.
As soon as she said this, Liang Feixue was silent for a long time. She suddenly sneered, remembering the cold words Bai Mo said to her yesterday.
Ling Shaojun stood in front of the window, looking at the figures sweating like rain in the direction of the playground. Perhaps because he was already familiar with it, he only needed one glance to see the figure in the sea of people who was trying hard to jump up and down.
The Hermit didn't need to lie, because Xu Shen had already experienced the gap in strength, which could indirectly confirm the reliability of the other party's statement.
Then Mu Ruoxi raised her head and looked at him resentfully: "I was thinking, why don't you have another younger sister." In this way, each of them would have one, and they wouldn't have to struggle.
Just when the snow leopard clawed at Aslan, Aslan indeed didn't suffer any harm, but the ground was covered with corpses crushed into meat paste, and it was impossible to tell them apart.
Hearing this, the Suiren clan and others also looked at him in surprise. They didn't expect that Xuanyuan had such a plan.
Jin Lei raised her head, and suddenly her gaze focused, looking at the figure suspended three meters in the air in disbelief.
Actually, this method was the means Lu Da and Wu Song used to interrogate the bandits of Peach Blossom Mountain that day in Liu Family Village. They separated the accomplices, and everyone in the group was always suspicious that the other party had told the truth, and if they didn't speak, they would suffer. To put it bluntly, it was playing a psychological war. Even in modern times, interrogations are probably like this.
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