Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"But the court is a minister..."

"You don't say this thing, don't you say, who knows above the court." He held his hand and held his eyes and said: "The small border country like Tufan is just the two cities that want the border." With the prestige of the generals in the army, who dares to make a second. As for the imperial court, there are crickets for you, and who dares to swear?"

For a long time, Meng Soul slammed a heavy head against the Nannan clothes: "The emperor's grace today will not be reported at the end. From now on, it will be done, and it will be dead."

"That doesn't have to be, you want it to appear when you need it most." It's enough." Minnan's eyebrows froze, and the corner of his mouth outlines a smile that is unknown.

For today, he has done too much, and there are some things that have violated certain rules between heaven and earth, but he does not care.

At the same time, she spared most of the palace, and she took her to the library.

This is a place close to the Ximen Palace. The snow is very thick and it seems that few people come.

"The Princess of the Princess please come with the slaves--" The blouse shook the lights and lit the bookstore. "The old half-day prince who has been on duty today has already transferred. He told me to tell the Princess, you can see some He will arrive in medicine for the cultivation of herbs."

Luo dusted his eyes and blinked, some sort of faint doubts. Although she did know in the past few days that she must know that the exotic grasses in the yard are mostly effective, I always feel that there is something strange...

"There is a book about strange grasses, Wang Ye has been placed on the desk, the Princess of the Royal Highness can look at it first, and the slaves have to go to the imperial kitchen to help, and then retire."

"The imperial dining room, what are you doing so late?" Luo dusted a look at the door, the bright moon has been hung up high, this time should not have eaten dinner?

"If you go back to the temple, today is the birthday of the emperor. The girl of Yue has a feast in the Jingyue Temple to celebrate the emperor."

The smock smiled at her, smiled purely harmlessly, and seemed to have no sense of her unpleasant look.

"Ah--I know." Luo Dingfeng waved and said: "You go busy."

"The slaves retire."

The wooden door was gently closed, but I didn’t know that a cold wind had blown through. The small clothes were not closed, and the door was blown directly.

She slowly stepped forward and reopened it.

The several medical treatments that Dong Dongxue has prepared for her are really practical, and they are all detailed explanations of some rare medicines.

There is also a small note next to it, the font is beautiful, vigorous and powerful.

If the **** doctor is alive, he still needs to read more books. - 蔺 winter snow.

"Hey---" she chuckled and raised her mouth and muttered: "After becoming familiar, the prince is very fond of making jokes."

At the same time, the West Han Temple.

Before the flower, there are a few pots of wine, and there is no one around.

He sent all the next people to Jingyue Temple to help, and he was alone, drunk alone.

In the front yard of Xihan Temple, there are only a few plum blossoms, and the fragrance is very light. It is instantly covered by rich wine.

He wants to get drunk, and inexplicably wants to get drunk quickly. The whole body is the figure of the girl.

In the prosperous sky, two folding fans hit the air. She is clear and light, and she is as clear as water.

In fact, he can go with such an agreement, but he has no face to go.

This kind of means, he was really disdainful, but it was so used in her body.