Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 485 Brother and Sister (1)
Autumn colors are originally Xiao Suo, but Xiao Suo only fades away because of the bright purples and reds, and the emeralds gradually turn yellow.As for Jiayi Garden, it seems that there is a charming spring, and the only place is elegant and peaceful.

Tingting Qihua Yaocao, garden fairy emerald emerald green, condensed on the tip of the eyebrows, the most pleasant and pleasant, warm and fragrant, just like the calm and comfortable heart leaves at that time.

Bitter barley is not only spiced and powdered, but also concentrated on the rouge and drunk, with infinite reverie in the eyes.

Fuying and Feng Yizhu looked at each other occasionally, staring at her delicate back with scrutinizing eyes. That day in Meteor Garden, she whispered a few words to Mrs. Rose. Mei sighed again, and finally agreed to her, but there was obviously sadness and resentment hidden in the phoenix pupils.

How did she save the beauty?
Two days later, Lu Yu returned safely from Lujiang Kingdom. As soon as he entered the garden, he couldn't wait to walk into Piaoxiangju.

Shui Su and the others covered their lips and smiled.

Huan Yan snapped her tongue and said, "Young Master Yu is becoming more and more clingy to Miss."

Jin Li tapped her finger on one side and said, "Didn't Yuan Shang cling to you all day long?"

On the other side, Mo Yao snorted coldly, and pushed the case forward, blowing away like a gust of wind.

Shui Su laughed and said, "Acid rain hits famous flowers."

Everyone laughed knowingly.

Jin Li frowned and said: "Sister Yun, I have suffered a lot, but it is not in vain."

Xianyun tore a hibiscus and threw it on her face, looked out of the window tiredly, and smiled lightly: "It won't be in vain, look, who is that?"

Several people stretched their necks and looked out the window, when Liu Buhan blocked the way, he shook her hand forcefully and dragged her limping towards the bank of the low light.

Mo Yao twitched at first, then her beautiful eyes filled with concern, she cast a glance at him, and supported him to walk slowly.

A pair of wonderful shadows, gradually leaning together gently, it is hard to tell who helped whom.

Jin Li shook her head and sighed: "Miss Mo, little ancestor, I finally let you be quiet, it's worth the pain I've suffered."

The sound of laughter in the room kept coming and going, and the beautiful eyes were soft and stared out of the window, and the bottom of my heart was warm.

In the Kuyiju Pavilion, Lu Yu stared at Kuyi, frowned and said, "Girl, tell me, who gave you the painting that day?"

Kuyi flicked his hand away, slightly annoyed: "Little Hei, do you believe what I said? You were so angry that day, I thought you hated me meddling in my business."

Lu Yu's eyes were as deep as a pool, and she was about to shoot straight into her lungs. After a long while, his face turned pale, and he slowly took her hand, and said softly: "Girl, I am angry because I am afraid that you will get involved in me again." Back then, my parents died in the fire. I recalled carefully afterward, and I felt that it must be the hands of the enemy who were playing with impermanence. If they knew that I was still alive, maybe Yun'er was also alive, they would definitely not let us go. Therefore, As for my affairs, you'd better know as little as possible, that's the safest way."

"Hei Xiaoguai, your enemy is Emperor Liu, how do they know that you are hiding in South Vietnam?" Ku Yi was stunned, could it be that Emperor Jing killed his parents?
"If the Emperor Liu knew that we were hiding in South Vietnam, he would have uprooted us long ago. How could there be any fish that slipped through the net?" Lu Yu said coldly, and Tong Hua twisted the frost: "My Wei family was definitely not the only one who fled to South Vietnam back then, maybe our parents His identity is unknown even after being discovered by others, that's why others took the opportunity to get rid of Webster."

"Then have you found out who it is?" Ku Yi was startled, little black monster, whose descendant are you?A gleam of pain quietly flashed across the tip of the brow, and a faint melancholy gripped the heart.

Lu Yu shook his head, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, the beauty of the thousands of miles of green hills, and people, but a cloud of smoke, even if they try their best to look at it, there is only a little shadow in the tip of the eyes.

(End of this chapter)