Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Inside the study.

There was a touch of sandalwood in the air, and Luo took a deep breath and shook his body.

At the moment she entered the door, her eyes were inexplicably red.

It seems as if you take a deep breath and your breathing is a little bit trembled.

He stood up and looked at the mural on the wall. In the painting, the woman was dressed in plain white clothes, and the blue silk was hanging shoulders, sideways, and the white and white eyes covered her eyes and could not see her appearance.

"Yes, people brought it."

"Ok."

His tone is very cold, as if there is nothing in this world that can affect his emotions.

But when he slowly turned around, when the two men looked at each other, the eyes of Du Jiusheng were obviously stunned.

The sly scorpion's scorpion is covered with shredded light, and under the dim candlelight, people can't see it.

"You go on."

"Yes."

Yang Yue feels a little strange, their grandfather trusts him, so even on any occasion, he will not be able to retreat.

Why today...

Yang Yue turned and walked two steps. Du Jiusheng slowly opened his mouth: "Pave the floor warm, and take a few stoves in."

?

Floor heating? stove?

Where is this thing in the Jiuwangye Mansion?

Because the nine princes of their family once said that the more comfortable the environment, the more lazy.

This sentence is also true. Snow country has snow all year round. If there is no such thing as floor heating and stove, it will be awake in less than three days.

Although the nine princes did not have these things, but now he will change to his lord.

After Yang Yue left, there were only two people in the entire study room.

There is an idea in her heart. If the beginning of the story is not cherished, there will be no chance of recollection at the end.

Looking at each other, he picked up from the cold scorpion, and she was uncontrollable.

Quiet, silent, the sound of a needle falling to the ground may be clear.

In the end, she opened her mouth first.

"long time no see."

With a touch of whimper, with a touch of cool.

She knew that Du Jiusheng had no memory, and she should not even say these four words on this occasion.

Because her purpose is to save the Luo family, telling her chips is the most important thing.

But she did not expect that Du Jiusheng gave her a response.

"No." He blinked, and the deep scorpion floated under the candlelight, suddenly and faintly, with thin lips and light teeth: "I often see you in my dreams, but I don't know if you are the daughter of Luo Taifu."

The phrase "dream" of Du Jiusheng actually made him almost fall into tears.

Maybe their love has never left, maybe they have never been separated.

"Nine Kings do not ask me why come?" Luo Ding gently whispered: "After all, I heard that the nine princes are an omniscient astrologer."

"The astrology teacher is true, and everything is false." Du Jiusheng faintly looked at him and said: "Tai Fu is a dead man, unless the emperor recovers his life."

Seeing the expression of Jiusheng, he did not count the Luo family, he could not know that tomorrow, the emperor would be exempted from the death penalty of Luo.

"The emperor will certainly recover his life." Luo dusted his eyebrows and wrinkled his wrinkles: "Can the nine kings help me a favor."

"How do you know that the emperor will recover his life?" Du Jiusheng's eyebrows flashed a glimmer of light, and even a trace of incredible.

"In this world, it is not only the nine princes who can predict the future." Luo Dust slightly decapitated, a pair of phoenixes looked at his eyes and said: "If the nine kings are willing to promise me, if the nine princes need my help, I must It is incumbent."