The reborn emperor, you are dismissed
Chapter 313 My daughter is the most powerful
Chapter 313 My daughter is the most powerful
He didn't ride a horse, just hugged her like this, took a step, and went to the camp.
"Big victory."
None of the generals and guards dared to follow, and there were only the two of them on the quiet mountain road.
Hearing this, she chuckled lightly: "Congratulations... Your Majesty."
The black eyes floated lovingly: "Congratulations to you too."
Because my country and people are half of yours.
Her consciousness was still chaotic, "Huh?" After saying a word, she gave up thinking about the meaning of the words.
After a short rest from exhaustion, he slowly asked:
"Your Highness... I am not very powerful..."
I was still thinking about what I wanted to show off in front of him, but unfortunately I didn't see it with my own eyes.
He bent down, pressed against her lips, sucked them until they became bright red and moist again, and then said in a hoarse voice:
"My daughter is the most powerful."
She panted lightly: "You are not allowed to kiss... you will be... seen."
With a doting smile on his face, he remained silent.
The fog barriers in the mountains come and go quickly.
The bright sun, which had disappeared for a few hours, once again pushed aside the layers of white mist and sprinkled on the land.
Tranquil and peaceful.
The person in his arms was silent, and was already fast asleep.
He raised the corner of his cloak to block out a ray of sunlight.
"Sleep at ease, the war is about to end."
She had a dream.
The majestic and luxurious palace is full of goose-yellow flower trees, which are as beautiful as snowflakes when the breeze blows.
Standing in it, she felt unprecedentedly relaxed.
girl...
Someone called her in a low voice.
For some reason, my heart suddenly felt sour, and I really wanted to cry.
Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly, is all this true, or is it just a dream?
"Ninny, wake up."
She wanted to rub her eyes, but found that her arms were too heavy to lift.
"Why are you crying?" Wen Run wiped away the remaining water stains from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.
She looked at the handsome man in front of her and was stunned for a long time.
"Your Highness, is the winter jasmine tree in the East Palace still there?"
He was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Of course, I've been ordering someone to take care of it. When we go back, the flowers will just bloom."
She blinked: "Isn't it planted because of Feng Shui?"
He nodded seriously: "That's right, that's a feng shui bureau that can trap you."
"What..." she said coquettishly.
He suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Don't be afraid, girl, in this life, I will use the remaining time to prove that this is not a dream."
The water eyes widened suddenly: "You..."
He raised his lips and broke the conversation: "Are you hungry?"
Her stomach grunted twice at the right time, and she said with reddened ears: "Hungry, what's there to eat?"
"Liang Cen said that you need to rest for three days, add more water, and don't eat greasy meat." He helped her sit up, stuffed a cushion behind her, and then went to bring a bowl of rice porridge, "So, you can only eat this."
After finally surviving until the city was destroyed, but ended up living on porridge, the disappointment was beyond words.
He scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his lips.
She swallowed it obediently, it was neither cold nor hot, and it was at a palatable temperature.
"Are you feeding me?" Reluctantly thinking that this is an emperor, "Where's Meng Huai?"
He scooped up the second spoonful with a natural movement, without any bluntness of serving others for the first time.
"Going to work."
"Oh……"
The bowl of porridge was empty, and he carefully wiped the corners of his lips with a cloth towel, which can be called meticulous.
She couldn't help asking: "How many patients have you taken care of?"
Silently slandering, it can't be, those concubines in the previous life.
He could see right away that something inexplicable was surging in this little head.
He said unhurriedly: "Well, not only can I serve meals, but I'm also good at helping others change their clothes."
I'm lazy, I didn't add more today...
Or shamelessly ask for monthly tickets and Huahua, give me some motivation
(End of this chapter)
He didn't ride a horse, just hugged her like this, took a step, and went to the camp.
"Big victory."
None of the generals and guards dared to follow, and there were only the two of them on the quiet mountain road.
Hearing this, she chuckled lightly: "Congratulations... Your Majesty."
The black eyes floated lovingly: "Congratulations to you too."
Because my country and people are half of yours.
Her consciousness was still chaotic, "Huh?" After saying a word, she gave up thinking about the meaning of the words.
After a short rest from exhaustion, he slowly asked:
"Your Highness... I am not very powerful..."
I was still thinking about what I wanted to show off in front of him, but unfortunately I didn't see it with my own eyes.
He bent down, pressed against her lips, sucked them until they became bright red and moist again, and then said in a hoarse voice:
"My daughter is the most powerful."
She panted lightly: "You are not allowed to kiss... you will be... seen."
With a doting smile on his face, he remained silent.
The fog barriers in the mountains come and go quickly.
The bright sun, which had disappeared for a few hours, once again pushed aside the layers of white mist and sprinkled on the land.
Tranquil and peaceful.
The person in his arms was silent, and was already fast asleep.
He raised the corner of his cloak to block out a ray of sunlight.
"Sleep at ease, the war is about to end."
She had a dream.
The majestic and luxurious palace is full of goose-yellow flower trees, which are as beautiful as snowflakes when the breeze blows.
Standing in it, she felt unprecedentedly relaxed.
girl...
Someone called her in a low voice.
For some reason, my heart suddenly felt sour, and I really wanted to cry.
Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly, is all this true, or is it just a dream?
"Ninny, wake up."
She wanted to rub her eyes, but found that her arms were too heavy to lift.
"Why are you crying?" Wen Run wiped away the remaining water stains from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips.
She looked at the handsome man in front of her and was stunned for a long time.
"Your Highness, is the winter jasmine tree in the East Palace still there?"
He was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Of course, I've been ordering someone to take care of it. When we go back, the flowers will just bloom."
She blinked: "Isn't it planted because of Feng Shui?"
He nodded seriously: "That's right, that's a feng shui bureau that can trap you."
"What..." she said coquettishly.
He suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Don't be afraid, girl, in this life, I will use the remaining time to prove that this is not a dream."
The water eyes widened suddenly: "You..."
He raised his lips and broke the conversation: "Are you hungry?"
Her stomach grunted twice at the right time, and she said with reddened ears: "Hungry, what's there to eat?"
"Liang Cen said that you need to rest for three days, add more water, and don't eat greasy meat." He helped her sit up, stuffed a cushion behind her, and then went to bring a bowl of rice porridge, "So, you can only eat this."
After finally surviving until the city was destroyed, but ended up living on porridge, the disappointment was beyond words.
He scooped up a spoonful and brought it to his lips.
She swallowed it obediently, it was neither cold nor hot, and it was at a palatable temperature.
"Are you feeding me?" Reluctantly thinking that this is an emperor, "Where's Meng Huai?"
He scooped up the second spoonful with a natural movement, without any bluntness of serving others for the first time.
"Going to work."
"Oh……"
The bowl of porridge was empty, and he carefully wiped the corners of his lips with a cloth towel, which can be called meticulous.
She couldn't help asking: "How many patients have you taken care of?"
Silently slandering, it can't be, those concubines in the previous life.
He could see right away that something inexplicable was surging in this little head.
He said unhurriedly: "Well, not only can I serve meals, but I'm also good at helping others change their clothes."
I'm lazy, I didn't add more today...
Or shamelessly ask for monthly tickets and Huahua, give me some motivation
(End of this chapter)
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