Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Zheng Zuoyang raised his eyebrows: "Which father is more inclined to live according to Dad's understanding of Viva?"

"I'm not good. Long lived Father obviously prefers Prince Huai, but King Hui Jun's qualifications are even better than Prince Huai's. After taking over the patrol battalion, things are very beautiful," Fang Ze Duan shook his head and sipped. Tea, and sighed again, "It seems that Long Live Grandpa has never remembered that Prince Ning is the eldest son."

Zheng Zuoyang pulled his lips coldly: "If he still remembers the general, this time he will not indulge Wan Guifei and King Baojun as much."

"Long live ..." Fang Ze Duanfu said, not knowing what to say, but just shook his head and sighed, "Oh!"

"Grandpa! Dad!" The curtain of the study was opened from the outside, and a little furry head came in, shouting crisply, "Mother calling you to go to the backyard for dinner! What are you doing ?!"

"Okay, grandpa and I will pass by." Zheng Zuoyang responded with a smile, helped Fang Ze to stand up, walked over and hugged Xiao Shixiu, the grandparents and the three went to the backyard with a smile.

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Jiasheng, the fifth day of May 27

Cullen.

General Cullen House.

Sheron wanted to eat zongzi very much, and went crazy like zongzi.

"I want to eat zongzi," while Xie Lun gritted his teeth with Zhao Jingting, he couldn't help rubbing Hara. "Little Master has been in Cullen for eight years! Don't say it's a zongzi, I haven't even eaten glutinous rice a few times! My dear son, I must have a bitch! "

"Xing Xing Xing, I'll find it in the town," Zhao Jingting quickly surrendered with both hands, "I just turn the town over, I must give it to Master Xie, can you find a sister-in-law?"

"I'm going too," Xie Lun immediately stood up from the ring chair, Jingqi Shener called a full, strode out, humming as he walked, "You have such a thick skin, who knows if you will What good food would I steal on my back? No, I have to monitor the past. "

Zhao Jingting smiled and didn't speak. He followed Xie Lun and went out together.

In his heart, this awful ghost wanted to be alone with him.

Of course he also wanted to be alone with the awkwardness.

The two took the horse out of the camp. Shelen was a white horse, white and snow-free, with no trace of hair, which was very good looking. Zhao Jingting's was a dark black horse. Zhao Jingting asked casually: "Allen, I remember You have been riding white horses all the time? Why do you like white horses? "

Xie Lun smiled and didn't speak. After a pause, he turned over and looked at Zhao Jingting proudly: "How about? Would you like to race a horse?"

"Okay," Zhao Jingting got on the horse and said to Xie Lun with a smile. "How about just winning? What about losing? You should always make a bet first?"

"If you lose, you will need to pour tea, pinch your waist, and add foot washing water for ten days." Xie Lun lifted his chin at Zhao Jingting, and his face was assured that he would get it. "Will this work? "

"No," Zhao Jingting said of Lemao, unhappy, "rather than struggling to win this bet, it would be more convenient to find a small cricket."

Xie Lun sneered at the moment: "Look for a little sister? Would you like me to help you find the fine-skinned tender meat?"

Zhao Jingting immediately smiled: "Don't find it, don't find it, I need someone to serve me wherever I'm so skinny and thick, and it's worth my time to serve Master Xie for my whole life."

Xie Lun was relieved now, and then asked again: "What do you think is appropriate for gambling?"

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