Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 110 The black pot is for buckling 3
It was also heard that after the news of the Seventeenth Prince's eating meat spread in Anjun City, the incense burning in Nianliang Temple, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became better again.

The brocade bag on the wishing tree at the door has changed from praying for the seventeenth prince to return to the common life, to hoping that he can get the favor of the seventeenth prince.

The presiding officer of Nianliang Temple even held a Dharma meeting and set up an altar to pray to the Buddha not to let the Lord change back.

If the master goes back again, the monks in their temple will drink the northwest wind again.

For a while, Magpie Chao felt that Miss Shen was quite pitiful, thinking that there were more than a thousand girls in An Jun who had not left the court,
If there were really one or two hooked up with the prince, this Shen girl would have to cry every day, tsk tsk... pitiful!

So the magpie nest said to Shen Shuyao in a succinct and concise way: "Girl, you have to mourn."
sad day.

Shen Shuyao thought that the magpie's nest was comforting her, and she nodded very cooperatively about being blown away innocently.

I thought I should squeeze two tears, but helplessly, the lacrimal gland brother didn't cooperate, let her struggle for a long time but refused to let it fall.

Seeing that her eyes were blinking, Nestlé asked concerned: "Girl, what's wrong with your eyes? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Ahem...it's nothing, it's nothing..."

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Due to the sudden birth of Miss Siya, Shen Shuyao was disturbed by her words,
She has worked so hard to defend her chastity for two lifetimes... It's gone alive, she hasn't completely eaten their family yet,
A black cauldron that had been burned for tens of thousands of years fell on her head because she went to the wrong room and went to the wrong bed.
She wanted to shout: She is still a yellow flower, a real little yellow flower.

But who cares about her!She has now been labeled: this person ate the label of the Seventeenth Lord.

Life is just the cups on the coffee table. Her Shen Shuyao's cups are bigger than others, even stronger than the big water tank.

The saddest thing is that her big vat is full of bitter water boiled by Coptis chinensis, so bitter, so bitter...

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(End of this chapter)