Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Luo Dust probably knows that his reasons are not good, but fortunately she responded quickly enough.

For a time, Song Nan Mo should not see any clues, but it is only possible to expose it afterwards.

"Yeah." He squinted halfway, watching her coveted long lashes twitching, half-sounding: "The emperor is in front, don't pick it up tonight, go back first."

"Yes... Song Daren." After the dust was immediately salvaged, he turned and left.

As everyone knows, Song Nanmo immediately grabbed her wrist.

She turned around again, under the moonlight, the two forgot to see each other.

He suddenly let go of his hand, but Luo dusted through the moonlight to see his blushing ears.

Generally, there are few contacts with girls.

"Sorry." Song Nanmo immediately apologized: "The direction of the clothing bureau is here."

"Oh..." Luo Ding immediately stunned: "Thank you for reminding me that this night's Royal Garden slaves are a little lost."

"Nothing... let's go." He licked his lips gently, and seemed to be embarrassed to look away.

"Nan Mo, who are you talking to?" Just as she was about to leave, a majestic voice rang.

It is a kind of majesty that can be felt even if it is just a sound.

"The emperor is coming, hurry down." Song Nan's low voice sounded in her ear.

Luo dust immediately slammed the ground, deeply buried his head in the arms.

The month just sneaked into the dark clouds, and she seemed to be hiding in the darkness, making people not really cut.

"Return to the emperor's words -" Song Nan Mo Gong: "I happened to see the soft-hearted lady's palace lady, her sister recently got angry, let her come to the Imperial Garden to pick some mint leaves."

"Yeah." The emperor should have a faint voice: "Your sister has been physically unwell recently. When he is free tomorrow, he will go see it."

"Yes."

"Continue to play chess."

"It is the emperor."

Luo Dian did not see the face of the ninety-five, Song Nanmo is very smart.

If she was told by the emperor that she was the palace lady of the 浣衣局, and ran around in the Imperial Garden late at night, it was only because of the set of rhetoric that was said to Song Nanmo, but it was not so easy to get away with it.

Song Nan Mo borrowed the moonlight into the cloud, and under the dim circumstances, she directly said that she is the palace lady of the soft lady.

That is the sister's palace girl, then there is nothing wrong with saying the last two sentences.

After the emperor and Song Nan were away, Luo Dingfang only took a long sigh of relief.

She just came to this plane and lost her life almost twice in a few hours.

In the harem... It’s really a thin ice, and it’s very exciting.

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Clothing Bureau.

The next morning, the day was cool.

Li Wei called everyone to get up, saying that the body guard who was full of light yesterday had started the guards of the guards to come and seduce her to the house of the 浣衣局.

"Li Wei, Wang Zhong is at all wrong at this time, but if there is no one in the firewood house, how can he tear a piece of his own clothes and then call for help?" The bodyguard Rong Desheng said: "So I believe Wang Zhong said, let him identify and seduce her maid."

"The general manager said that it is extremely." Li Lanqing cleared the scorpion: "Everyone stands in a row, let Wang Zhong guards identify."

Luo dusted his eyebrows and glanced at it. When he was just carrying it, he ran into Wang Zhong’s voice.

"It is her, this is the palace lady called Luo Dust." Wang Zhong bit his teeth, a red bloodshot in the scorpion, pointing to Luo Ding: "She led me to the small wood house, she seduce me!"