slave seven seven

Chapter 67 I will be your servant for the rest of my life

"Raise your head."

Qiqi lifted up as she said, always expressionless, Xia Houling suddenly remembered that when Meng Zhao died a year ago, her abnormality surprised him, that should be the only time she cried, I really want to see this sluggish When will there be another aberration on the face.

"So what, I still need to explain to you what I do?" Xia Houling's eyes unintentionally fell on the heart on the top of her head, a small whirlpool, "Since you have returned to the prime minister's mansion, you should comb back to the maid." Some buns."

Young, wearing a woman's bun all day long, whose eyes are in the way? !Or do you want to remind him all day about killing her husband? !

Qi Qi stretched out her hand to untie the hair band on her head, her hair of short black hair poured down, tightly grasping the dark yellow hair band, Qi Qi kowtowed to the ground, her forehead touched the tip of his shoe, "God let Meng Li go!" , I will be your slave for the rest of my life."

She thought he would laugh at her that she didn't lack such a servant, or that he didn't need her to teach him to do things, but she never thought that Xia Houling would say, "That's what you said."

The tone is not without ease.

As if everything was just waiting for her words, Qi Qi thought that she was being paranoid again.

"Marching and fighting is not like writing poems or fuss. The shortest period is three to five years, and the longest period is decades. Brother Ling, what are you planning?" A figure strode in from outside, followed by a group of maidservants.

Xia Houling's face became hesitant, and he stroked the jade wrench on his thumb and said, "Yin'er, why don't you just stay here and run around raising your baby."

"I just learned from my subordinates that you are the general of this expedition, why didn't you tell me?" Xiao Yin'er complained, almost stepped on her skirt that was too long, and then saw Qi Qi who was kneeling on the ground. Seventh, his complexion became darker than Xia Houling's, "When will Brother Ling personally reprimand the servants?"

(End of this chapter)