Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

# 2747 is tired of the tired tired general (11)

Bai Weiwei lowered her head.

My heart groaned, ah, this feudal stench.

Then she could not help holding her cuffs with both hands, and her face appeared a little worried, as if she wanted to look up, but did not dare.

Lu Xinglan lowered his pen, and the man stood up from the chair under the warm light.

A slender body, like bamboo.

Comes with a strong feeling of Ling Yan.

Although the appearance is soft and delicate, the walking speed is exceptionally neat and clean.

He walked in front of Lu Mu, standing beside Bai Weiwei.

It seems like random.

His deep eyes glanced at her calmly.

Then look back at Lu Mu.

"Mother, give me some time, you know my illness."

Mother Lu was angry, and replayed in the tea cup, "How much time is needed, and when have you been treated."

If the son is desperately approaching a woman in order to treat the illness, it is painful.

On the contrary, Lu Mu also rest assured.

At least the child still has the heart, and treats such big things as filial piety.

But Lu Xinglan didn't have any anxiety after staying.

Instead, he proclaimed the reputation of his misogynist.

He is a **** of war, powerful, and handsome.

He even became famous in the battle of poetry.

Dozens of fighting poems, compared the spot liberal arts champion, the name of the text is far away.

Everything is fine.

How many good people have been scared out of misogyny.

He was not in a hurry.

He is not in a hurry, but this old lady is in a hurry.

When Mother Lu reached out and patted the table, she would stand up, "I'll go into the palace, and ask for your will to make you married to the princess. You can kick other women away, you can't kick the princess intentionally, get along for a long time I can always get a good impression. "

And the royal family has much privacy.

For the sake of staying, there are various royal secrets.

Can one treat Lu Xinglan.

The danger of marrying a princess is also worth it.

Lu Xinglan's eyes flashed a icy sharpness, but Xiaoyi ruled the world in this dynasty.

Tired of fame can spread.

Tired of mothers.

He has too many things to deal with, and there is no time to tangle in these chores.

You ca n’t brazenly stop your mother.

If it's in the frontier, his sphere of influence.

Mother Lu could not threaten him that way.

As soon as he was angry, he could do it under house arrest.

And no one dared to say anything.

Beijing's forces are complex, and there are many benefits and concerns.

For example, you cannot house your mother.

Let people hold the handle.

It is even more difficult to marry a princess. The royal family has a good opinion of him and desperately tries to kill the princess with a poisonous woman.

Only the emperor's little princess, much loved, has a heart like a snake.

When he saw her, he couldn't help nagging across the street.

If you really ask for grace, marry such a thing and come in.

He couldn't help but poison her.

Lu Xinglan looked down and thought for a moment, then suddenly Yu Guang fell to his side, the girl.

So close, he still had no nausea to her breath.

He walked too far and was uncomfortable near his mother.

Bai Weiwei seemed to be aware of his eyes and secretly raised his eyes, but met his cold and sharp eyes.

She froze slightly, her face flushed immediately.

As a thief guilty, she immediately bowed her head, bursting out the begonia flowers on the edge, and set her soft white face against the glamorous allure.

The man stayed for a while.

[Ding, the male lead has zero favorability. 】

Lu Xinglan pulled his eyes back, and the slight touch in his heart made him a little strange.

(End of this chapter)