Chapter 281: The Prince Has Many Illnesses, You Should Encourage Him

Dou Changsheng didn't know.

He had gained an extra great father, an ancestor.

To use that sentence, for those who can be passed down to this day, whose family doesn't have a prominent ancestor?

Descendants of Yan and Huang, that's not a joke. They have imperial blood flowing in their bodies, it's just that everyone has it, so it's common.

After leaving Peng Cheng, Dou Changsheng left far away, but he didn't stop inquiring about Peng Cheng. It could be said that he was paying attention at all times, fearing that Peng Cheng would collapse, and also having a little anticipation...

Before long, the few of them finally walked to the end of the poppy flowers. Their hearts were full of wild joy, and their footsteps quickened forward.

Seeing Xia Weiwei's panicked expression, unable to say a word, Tao Hua understood in her heart. It seemed that Prince Hao hadn't lied to her; her application form had been torn up, this was a fact.

A flower snake appeared without warning less than two steps away from her, raising its head and flicking its tongue in and out.

It was already sunset, and the golden afterglow fell all over the courtyard of the Chen Mansion. Pieces of gold also shone through the window onto Chen Bingjin's face.

Butler Bai watched his young master leave. The blue Maserati sped out like a blue lightning bolt passing through the school gate.

Since Prince Hao requested to eat her love bento so strongly, why shouldn't she seize this opportunity?

"Nuannuan, Mom brought you a beautiful gauze skirt, come and try it on!" Wen Jingrou's voice was as light and gentle as her name.

The mecha operator's hands stopped. The figure of Fu Zhanpeng in front of him had naturally disappeared without a trace, cut by the light sword almost without any gaps. It would be their loss if even a drop of blood was left.

This dinner, due to this unexpected joy, made everyone's spirits high. For a time, they ate to the satisfaction of both host and guest.

Therefore, relying on one's own comprehension of the hieroglyphic mysteries was unrealistic. Mo Shang was bound to embark on a path of plunder, plundering the mystery essence of the Hieroglyphic Realm experts, refining and absorbing it, so as to make himself break through.

"I'm leaving, until we meet again." Yun Jiuqing left, leaving behind a brilliant smile before leaving.

Gu Chenye was quite pleasantly surprised to receive a call from Mu Qianqian so suddenly.

Gu Chenye had hung up the phone, and when he looked up, Fu Hengyuan hadn't finished washing the bowls and chopsticks yet.

Every pore on Song Kangning's body relaxed, and she took a few deep breaths of the air with the scent of flowers and grass, feeling much better.

What a heartbreaking number this was. This might be the lowest point in history for the Han population since the enfeoffment of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

After experiencing this turmoil, the Ji family inevitably suffered a great loss of vitality, but after all, they had passed the lowest point, the company's stock price was constantly rising, and business was gradually improving. Just at this time, she was also going to meet an important investor.

Mu Qianqian, standing on the spot, was swaying. She tried her best not to let herself fall down. Besides staring fiercely at Gu Chenye with her eyes to express her hatred, she had no other way.

And the remaining four had already helped up the seventh brother, silent, following closely behind him, clearly already knowing their eldest brother's plan.

The Mars Saint struggled to stand up. After calming his state of mind, the Mars Saint looked at the almost perverted Cong Yi.

Beichen left the inn again and went to the Mountain-type Imperial Palace. Three hours later, Beichen returned. As of today, he had completely mastered the entire structure of the palace, but now Beichen still lacked an opportunity to contact the Mountain-type royal family.

My mom didn't know that I had resigned for a long time. I was worried that if I told her, my mom would be worried, so I didn't tell her.

I couldn't help but think in my mind about the time at the Phoenix Club when I impersonated a masseur and touched Jiang Qingqing all over. Could it be that this time, I had to impersonate a foot therapist? But... entering with a mask and headgear, wouldn't it arouse Zhao Qin's suspicion?