If you don't steal gold, you have to pay 10000 gold.

After being reminded by Nangong Mengyao, Jiang suddenly bit his teeth and said, "would you like to sell my shop?"

"Jiang Yuzhen, are you elm brain? My wife and I live in the same shop. In the past, in the prime minister's residence, how could we spend money with a little silver? It all depends on this shop. If you lose that shop. How can we drink from the west to the north? " Nangong Mengyao has a feeling that she hates iron but not steel. How can she get such a mother.

"Yao'er, how can we collect the ten thousand gold?" Jiang Yuzhen originally promised that the old man would pay ten thousand gold, but she also planned to sell the shop.

"You, you, you can't blow the pillow and tell Dad this strange thing. My daughter has never stolen, but the gold is in her daughter's house... "Nangong Mengyao complains, but it's also a good strategy.

"Well, I'll try it tonight." Jiang Yuzhen took a few deep breaths.

*

Qingfengyuan.

Under the scorching sun, Nangong yueluo is lying on the hammock wantonly and lazily. Her ink hair is like a cloud, which is scattered at will. The breeze warms her hair, caresses her hair, which is as smooth as silk, gently moves with the wind, and falls playfully.

The remaining halo of the sun fell on her face through the mottled leaves. Her red lips were slightly crooked, smiling, more like a trace of irony.

I thought that the man had given her his life.

Oh, Emperor's house, how can you give her your life for no reason, but lead her into the game and let her become a chess piece in his hand.

If it was not for this medical space, she would not have been half entangled with that man.

Although she was introduced into the game, she was delusional that she would be a good chess piece. Be careful that she would bite back.

Pink Butterfly stands by and twists a piece of cake into Nangong yueluo's mouth. Nangong yueluo gently opens her red lips and hears the sound of footsteps approaching qingfengyuan. In an instant, her eyes are slightly closed, and her attractive red lips smile brightly.

This man is really not afraid of death, and come to abuse.

"Pink butterfly, you see, our breeze courtyard is going to be lively again?" Nangong yueluo said with a playful smile, her black eyes twinkled with cunning light.

After a few days, Rao Shi expressed his heartfelt feeling. However, when the young lady said this, her heart trembled for no reason. Then she stood humbly and respectfully, waiting for someone to come.

Sure enough, after a while, Nangong Wende came to qingfengyuan with hatred hidden in his eyes. However, when he saw Nangong moon falling, he raised a father like smile.

"Put these flowers in this courtyard, and put this drop of blood coral in the first lady's room." Nangong Wende's warm-hearted yeller arranged the courtyard well.

On hammock's Nangong moon falls, the radian which the red lips hook up is deep several Xu.

"A hundred flowers?"

In the courtyard, the fragrance is strong, and the flowers are beautiful, which symbolizes auspiciousness. The flowers are good. It's a pity that the flowers are carefully cultivated, and the roots are easy to attract poisonous insects and snakes.

And the blood jade red coral, which was brought in, was so red that it took a lot of money.

It's a pity that the blood jade coral is warm with poison and added with musk.

Nangong Wende, what a good father!

Both inside and outside the hospital, the father really tried his best to plan and couldn't wait to destroy her chess piece.

Nangong Wende called the crowd to bring some tonics into the flower hall. Then he said with a smile: "Luo Er, although the wind is warm and the sun is beautiful in the yard, you are still empty and afraid of being cold. It's better to rest in the house. "