He curled the corners of his lips with a little sarcastic sarcasm and rolled the remaining tea into his mouth.

The tea leaves shaved across my throat, and it hurt a little, but it also made me feel a little more Qingming.

Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

All of them do not belong to her, but she is always unwilling to accept it.

"Miss, please." Lingzi appeared behind Cangqi at some point and said coldly.

Cang Wei looked back and saw Ling Zi in gray clothes, half of her hair and elegant eyebrows, which looked a bit like Gu Yanbo. Perhaps these people would look a little similar after staying for a long time.

"Forget it. Let's go." Cang Feng took a look at the pavilion, which had already been extinguished, and left with a smile.

No matter how much she wanted, she would get it even if she used a lot of calculations. Gu Yanbo was the same. The person she kept in her heart would not allow others to blaspheme, nor would anyone allow anyone to enter his heart.

A bright red dress, slashing through the air, leaving behind a mottled color on the ground. I don’t know who was shaking his eyes.

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Jun Yanqing of Yun Palace turned over again on the Luo bed.

Recently, there have always been many things that she didn't understand. From her father and mother to Rufeng Ruyue, it seems that she has entered a hazy chess game, with dead ends everywhere and no vitality. And she is just a chess piece, not this chess player.

Tomorrow is the time for Gu Yanbo to enter the pass.

Everyone is rejoicing, no matter how they recite it in their hearts, at least they are filled with joy.

Gu Yanbo will be much more diligent in magic when he enters the pass. At that time, Chi Yun's national master will be more and more powerful. After all, he can be called the word "national master" and just Jun Yi's Gu Yanbo.

In the Tianji Sect, Gu Yanbo is also the best.

Jun Yanqing was a little confused. She felt that she was not worthy of Gu Yanbo.

Gu Yanbo is a god in the altar, and she is just a person who survives in this strange palace.

However, the word "love" is not measured by identity.

She turned over again on the Luo bed.

Looking at the peach blossoms blooming in the courtyard, I couldn't help but fall asleep.

Put on a layer of single clothes, she just got up.

It rained gently tonight, and the swaying raindrops rolled onto her face through the green window screen, but it made her wake up more and more, and she was completely lost in sleepiness.

It was like a ban, and since I suddenly dreamed of the bamboo forest in my dream, I have never fallen into my dream again.

She always felt that all this had a great relationship with Gu Yanbo.

She had never seen anyone before, and she felt like she had seen Gu Yanbo, and she felt like she was a different world. This must be, it would not be a coincidence.

Once upon a time, the lady I met in the deep palace also told her that she must not forget her past and present life in three lives. If she loves someone to the core, even the Mengpo wine beside the Santu River will not be removed.

Meng Po is also a lover, but the resentful couple is deeply in love.

Mengpo soup is bitter, but also bitter. Sweetness is also bitter.

Who has never been affectionate, and who has never been ruthless? Who is not a sentimental person to the person he likes, but who is not a ruthless person to the person he calls unhappy?

Jun Yanqing looked at the rolling peach blossoms, spinning in the air, a little obsessed.

She originally thought that the lady was just an ordinary person, but suddenly realized that the ordinary person could be in the forbidden area of ​​the palace. Later, she knew from the secret guard that this lady was a mother concubine of the late emperor. In the dynasty of the late emperor, there was a handsome prince of the gods and handsome. She was the best candidate for the emperor, but for some reason she suddenly disappeared. In the end, the late emperor became the emperor with the support of the previous national teacher.

And this lady is the biological mother who is most likely to become the emperor's prince before.

He was once the concubine who favored the six palaces.

The past is just the past. Now it is just something that dreams at night. In the end, everything is not brought by life or death.

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People are alone in the coming world, and the same is true when they go.

This is all the same for both emperors, generals, and ministers, and peddlers. Therefore, in the eyes of the emperor, even if it is untrustworthy, it is still longing for trust in the deepest part of his heart.

After all, no hero is unwilling to stay in this world for more time. The glory and achievements he has created are not so good, and he can easily let go.

The most important thing is that the world cannot be kept, the red face leaves the mirror and the flowers leaves the trees.

She watched the peach blossoms be hit by the rain, and the swaying of the wind suddenly rolled into the soil from the branches, covered in mud.

The beauty has only been withered bones for a few decades.

The once magnificent style was just a handful of sand in the end.

Since this lady can get Gu Yanbo's respect, she will not be such an ordinary person.

Jun said that Gu Yanbo's master had a little connection with this Jun Yi. Now that I think about it carefully, everything can be linked together. This lady should be the mother of Master Gu Yanbo. Otherwise, how could she get such a respectful look like Gu Yanbo, who is so cold and self-aware?

I think the father knew the connection between them clearly. Otherwise, why would he set it as a forbidden place and take care of the lady with all her food and clothing? It was just a chess piece that restrained Gu Yanbo.

But in the end, no matter who it is, as long as it is in this palace, it will always become a chess.

This is like this, such as Gu Yanbo, so is she the same?

She didn't want to be like the emperor's sister and became a chess piece in this dynasty. But since she was born in this imperial family, she was destined to be such a chess piece.

Jun Yanqing looked back and glanced at the golden and luxurious color of the room. Since he enjoyed this wealth and glory, he would have to bear the fullness after eating the bell and cauldron.

Nothing is given for free. After the bell and the tripod was eaten, he willingly made chess pieces on the chessboard, and was hindered by others and could not escape. Who can protect himself from this chessboard?

Not good enough.

She asked herself that she had no such ability.

But she is willing to fight hard and fight for what she loves last time, without hesitation.

"Does the lady have a vision?" Jun Yanqing suddenly felt a gust of cold wind behind her, and there was a lot of cold rain. Then such a voice appeared, with a bit of bewitching, which made her say what she thought in her heart.

"Who are you?" Even though it was a bewitching, Jun Yanqing was a person who had gone through many things, and he had calmed down his mind and asked.

As long as you have thoughts, there will be ghosts around you.

Only with giving up can one gain. If it is not for giving up, how can one get it?

Ghosts and monsters are just aroused by desires. If there is no desire or demand, how can there be so many ghosts asking for it? If you cannot get it, you will be hurt by it.

"Who am I, why do you know? But after this fate, the lady's lover is not something that is so good." Shen Xu was wearing a tender yellow dress and a light yellow bell tied around her waist. When a person moves, the soul-guiding bell can attract countless ghosts and use it for him.
Chapter completed!