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So, living Yama is living Yama. If you have a temper, who are you! No one else, even lechengdi, would do such a crazy thing. He did it, of course. However, the Qi Yuan people who hated him most didn't think it was wrong. Lechengdi's mood was much better. After all, this son was totally protecting his majesty. He also wanted to throw these people out directly, just because of his status, he couldn't do that No matter what you do, no matter how high your position is, you will be constrained.
Li Hongyuan said this, and the words were so impolite. The former Emperor of Wei Dynasty was a little more rational. The West Huns were not so good tempered. Their eyes seemed to tear Li Hongyuan apart. But would the living king of hell be frightened by this kind of eyes? Looking back without emotion in the eyes, gradually, the whole body was full of rage, just like the essence. The eyes clearly did not change much, but people were horrified to see it. The right Valley Li king of the Western Xiongnu even stepped back two steps uncontrollably.
Because of this kind of action, the face of the right Gu Li King became worse and worse, but he did not continue to attack for some reason. How to say, the rest of the prince of dark Jin gave him the feeling that if he didn't stop, the prince of Qi Yuan would take his life. The light that was regarded as a dead man was too obvious. ——What others care about, this Lord will not care, what others dare not do, this Lord dare!
The king of Yougu Li sat back in a breath, and the other Huns naturally didn't dare to care about it. It was the leader of the West Huns, who was not as high as the king of Yougu Li, who had no choice but to fight, who was better. His eyes swept over the king of Yougu Li and fell on Li Hongyuan without saying a word.
Li Hongyuan takes back his eyes and continues to watch the drama. It seems that he is attracted to all the spirits. What happened just now seems to have never happened.
His bad temper came and went quickly. Some of the people around him even couldn't help clapping their chests and returning to each other. However, their eyes still focused on Li Hongyuan from time to time. They only married the wrong name, didn't call it the wrong nickname, and the living king of hell, who was in full swing, was really terrible. So it seems that he has really converged a lot in the past two years.
The stage continues to play, but the audience is still quiet. Today's events, to say nothing, are really few.
Near the evening, the sky began to snow, but at this time, the arranged listening time is basically over, so today's son is very naive to lechengdi.
There's about half an hour of "free time" and then dinner.
Jingwan takes advantage of the middle time to see old lady Luo again, for fear that she will freeze. After all, it is much colder in the north than in the south, and the palace is not as cold as at home. There are people waiting at home, so it is not necessary to go out for a long walk.
For the care of the younger generation, old lady Luo was naturally employed, holding jingwan's hand. "Don't worry about me. Before, before winter, you would think of all kinds of ways to keep me warm. I wish all the people in the winter would cover me with sweat. It's not good to go to old age. Besides, my grandparents were born in the capital somehow. They have been in the capital for more than ten years, how can they not adapt at all." With a kind smile, old lady Luo said, "you are the only one. Don't suffer from the cold. It's not good for you."
Old lady Luo's hands are warm, and jingwan is relieved, "this is in the palace. After a long time outside, her hands and feet are easily frozen."
Old lady Luo smiled, with a different meaning, "there are princes of Jin, and those palace people naturally take good care of me."
She was teased by her grandmother. Even though her face is getting thicker and thicker, she can't help being red.
"Girl, you read your grandmother. Why didn't you care about your grandfather?" Luo Peishan said in a slightly sour tone.
"If longevity is not celebrated every year, there will be at least a few palace banquets every year. There are many in winter. Grandfather has not been used to it for a long time, and you are healthy, so naturally you don't need me to worry about it." Jing Wan chuckled.
Lord Luo sighed, "it's said that the child will cry before he can eat sugar. If he is old, he will be cared only if he has a little illness and a little disaster."
"Just shut up. How many people want a good health? They can't even ask for it. They are too old to be good even if they get cheap, right? It's never too old. " Old lady Luo is really not polite.
Lord Luo said that his old face could not hang. "In front of the children, you should save some face for me."
"Face is earned by yourself." Old lady Luo gave him a squint.
Lord Luo begged for mercy. He dare not say any more. Alas, he's in front of his wife now. He really has no position. He's depressed.
Several other people in the Luo family laugh but don't speak. Although the three views may be a little split, this kind of harmonious atmosphere is really rare in other families.
The evening was not less grand than that of the day, and because of the bright lights, the festive atmosphere was added. Although there was not a complete black penetration yet, the atmosphere could not achieve the best effect, however, in the winter, it was dark fast, although it was still bright now, black penetration was just a matter of the blink of an eye.
After all the people took part in the banquet, Emperor Lecheng came late, accompanied by Princess Yining in full dress. No, it should be called Xianfei now.
Before, Princess Wei Xian had always been an exotic dress. Now her identity is different. She is naturally dressed differently. She put on the traditional dress and suddenly put it in a high bun. Her head is full of various hair ornaments. The face is completely highlighted, especially the eyes, which look more flexible.
No matter what the origin of Princess Wei Xian is, and whether emperor Lecheng likes her or not, but she is young and beautiful, and men are born with bad roots. Therefore, no one can guarantee that one day in the future, Emperor Lecheng will like her. In this way, the general empress will be jealous, which is also a matter of course.
After all, in the Imperial Palace, there is only one man to be attached to. There are three thousand beauties in the harem. They are competing for the favor of such a person. If there is more favor for one person, others will be less. Some people eat meat, and the rest may not even drink soup. In the harem, there are only two or three people who can survive without the favor of Lecheng emperor. Even so, they will not Lechengdi's pet is pushed out.
Jingwan doesn't know the state of Princess Wei Xian after the accident, but now she seems to be well adapted to her new identity, at least in mingmian mountain, she can't see any reluctance or sadness. Jingwan approached Li Hongyuan a little and lowered her voice. "It's not easy for Princess Wei Xian to look at her. She doesn't know whether she has covered up her emotions perfectly or whether she can stay in Qiyuan. She doesn't care who she is with. If it is the latter, does it mean that the charm of our prince Jin is not as great as expected? " There was a certain amount of teasing in the words.
"Because of a pair of leather bags, I like it. How superficial is it? It's Wan Wan like this. Only when you see a person's truth can you be moved."
It's really like putting gold on your face when you catch the chance. There's no one else.
Lechengdi's mood seems to be better. For a man, if he accepts a beauty or a princess from the enemy country, he will feel a little superior psychologically. With such an age, after the initial anger, he can't be too ambitious. ——Emperor Lecheng stood up with a glass of wine and a little excitement. He said a few grand words, and then let everyone enjoy it.
There are two more hot dishes in the evening than in the daytime. This kind of dish can't change its flavor in the heating process.
Jingwan has no appetite, and her mood is not high.
"What's the matter, uncomfortable?" Li Hongyuan frowned gently, and his eyes were unconsciously infected with two worries.
"No, it's just a bit of regret. I shouldn't have sent it."
Although some words are not clear, but Li Hongyuan understands her meaning, "don't think so much, in the end, it's just a dead thing, and she may not care."
"It's true that it doesn't make sense to say that now. After all, I'm not the culprit." It was she who calculated the former Princess Wei Yining. Lecheng slept with other women when he missed the imperial concubine. She was angry for that short time. Now she's angry. She can't be "cheap or good".
"Wan Wan, some things should be clear to you."
Indeed, she is very clear that, let alone the men of the current background, they are in their previous lives. Some men's eloquence of saying their beloved does not prevent their bodies from derailing and other women from being turned into red waves. What's more, the emperors of feudal society can think of a dead woman for more than 20 years, which can be said to be a kind of infatuation, keeping them as jade. That's the way It's a big joke. I know that. I'll take care of it. I'm also a joke.
Such thinking, the speed of starting to clamp things can't be stopped is faster, and the irrational will turn grief into appetite.
Li Hongyuan looks at Jing Wan's angry eating, inexplicably with some childishness. In his eyes, how can he feel loved. The imperial concubine is his birth mother, but it's impossible for a woman like Li Hongyuan to have any feelings for her. So he doesn't care about lechengdi at all. He doesn't care whether he desecrates the dead imperial concubine or not. He only cares about jingwan.
Li Hongyuan turned his head and waved to mu'an. Duke Mu hurriedly bumped up, "master."
"Let the imperial dining room get an antique soup."
Jing Wan sniffed up, "what are you doing with that?" Antique soup, in fact, is the hotpot of jingwan's previous life, named after the sound of "Gudong" when food is put into boiling water.
In Qiyuan, the antique soup doesn't really get on the table. Besides, now this scene, Jin's Prince, can you keep it a little bit more tight.
"I want to eat it all of a sudden. Does Wan Wan have any opinion?" Li Hongyuan chuckled.
Jing Wan quietly takes back his sight. In public, do you want to foul like this? "Just be happy."
Just don't want to, this eat, almost eat out of things.
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So, living Yama is living Yama. If you have a temper, who are you! No one else, even lechengdi, would do such a crazy thing. He did it, of course. However, the Qi Yuan people who hated him most didn't think it was wrong. Lechengdi's mood was much better. After all, this son was totally protecting his majesty. He also wanted to throw these people out directly, just because of his status, he couldn't do that No matter what you do, no matter how high your position is, you will be constrained.
Li Hongyuan said this, and the words were so impolite. The former Emperor of Wei Dynasty was a little more rational. The West Huns were not so good tempered. Their eyes seemed to tear Li Hongyuan apart. But would the living king of hell be frightened by this kind of eyes? Looking back without emotion in the eyes, gradually, the whole body was full of rage, just like the essence. The eyes clearly did not change much, but people were horrified to see it. The right Valley Li king of the Western Xiongnu even stepped back two steps uncontrollably.
Because of this kind of action, the face of the right Gu Li King became worse and worse, but he did not continue to attack for some reason. How to say, the rest of the prince of dark Jin gave him the feeling that if he didn't stop, the prince of Qi Yuan would take his life. The light that was regarded as a dead man was too obvious. ——What others care about, this Lord will not care, what others dare not do, this Lord dare!
The king of Yougu Li sat back in a breath, and the other Huns naturally didn't dare to care about it. It was the leader of the West Huns, who was not as high as the king of Yougu Li, who had no choice but to fight, who was better. His eyes swept over the king of Yougu Li and fell on Li Hongyuan without saying a word.
Li Hongyuan takes back his eyes and continues to watch the drama. It seems that he is attracted to all the spirits. What happened just now seems to have never happened.
His bad temper came and went quickly. Some of the people around him even couldn't help clapping their chests and returning to each other. However, their eyes still focused on Li Hongyuan from time to time. They only married the wrong name, didn't call it the wrong nickname, and the living king of hell, who was in full swing, was really terrible. So it seems that he has really converged a lot in the past two years.
The stage continues to play, but the audience is still quiet. Today's events, to say nothing, are really few.
Near the evening, the sky began to snow, but at this time, the arranged listening time is basically over, so today's son is very naive to lechengdi.
There's about half an hour of "free time" and then dinner.
Jingwan takes advantage of the middle time to see old lady Luo again, for fear that she will freeze. After all, it is much colder in the north than in the south, and the palace is not as cold as at home. There are people waiting at home, so it is not necessary to go out for a long walk.
For the care of the younger generation, old lady Luo was naturally employed, holding jingwan's hand. "Don't worry about me. Before, before winter, you would think of all kinds of ways to keep me warm. I wish all the people in the winter would cover me with sweat. It's not good to go to old age. Besides, my grandparents were born in the capital somehow. They have been in the capital for more than ten years, how can they not adapt at all." With a kind smile, old lady Luo said, "you are the only one. Don't suffer from the cold. It's not good for you."
Old lady Luo's hands are warm, and jingwan is relieved, "this is in the palace. After a long time outside, her hands and feet are easily frozen."
Old lady Luo smiled, with a different meaning, "there are princes of Jin, and those palace people naturally take good care of me."
She was teased by her grandmother. Even though her face is getting thicker and thicker, she can't help being red.
"Girl, you read your grandmother. Why didn't you care about your grandfather?" Luo Peishan said in a slightly sour tone.
"If longevity is not celebrated every year, there will be at least a few palace banquets every year. There are many in winter. Grandfather has not been used to it for a long time, and you are healthy, so naturally you don't need me to worry about it." Jing Wan chuckled.
Lord Luo sighed, "it's said that the child will cry before he can eat sugar. If he is old, he will be cared only if he has a little illness and a little disaster."
"Just shut up. How many people want a good health? They can't even ask for it. They are too old to be good even if they get cheap, right? It's never too old. " Old lady Luo is really not polite.
Lord Luo said that his old face could not hang. "In front of the children, you should save some face for me."
"Face is earned by yourself." Old lady Luo gave him a squint.
Lord Luo begged for mercy. He dare not say any more. Alas, he's in front of his wife now. He really has no position. He's depressed.
Several other people in the Luo family laugh but don't speak. Although the three views may be a little split, this kind of harmonious atmosphere is really rare in other families.
The evening was not less grand than that of the day, and because of the bright lights, the festive atmosphere was added. Although there was not a complete black penetration yet, the atmosphere could not achieve the best effect, however, in the winter, it was dark fast, although it was still bright now, black penetration was just a matter of the blink of an eye.
After all the people took part in the banquet, Emperor Lecheng came late, accompanied by Princess Yining in full dress. No, it should be called Xianfei now.
Before, Princess Wei Xian had always been an exotic dress. Now her identity is different. She is naturally dressed differently. She put on the traditional dress and suddenly put it in a high bun. Her head is full of various hair ornaments. The face is completely highlighted, especially the eyes, which look more flexible.
No matter what the origin of Princess Wei Xian is, and whether emperor Lecheng likes her or not, but she is young and beautiful, and men are born with bad roots. Therefore, no one can guarantee that one day in the future, Emperor Lecheng will like her. In this way, the general empress will be jealous, which is also a matter of course.
After all, in the Imperial Palace, there is only one man to be attached to. There are three thousand beauties in the harem. They are competing for the favor of such a person. If there is more favor for one person, others will be less. Some people eat meat, and the rest may not even drink soup. In the harem, there are only two or three people who can survive without the favor of Lecheng emperor. Even so, they will not Lechengdi's pet is pushed out.
Jingwan doesn't know the state of Princess Wei Xian after the accident, but now she seems to be well adapted to her new identity, at least in mingmian mountain, she can't see any reluctance or sadness. Jingwan approached Li Hongyuan a little and lowered her voice. "It's not easy for Princess Wei Xian to look at her. She doesn't know whether she has covered up her emotions perfectly or whether she can stay in Qiyuan. She doesn't care who she is with. If it is the latter, does it mean that the charm of our prince Jin is not as great as expected? " There was a certain amount of teasing in the words.
"Because of a pair of leather bags, I like it. How superficial is it? It's Wan Wan like this. Only when you see a person's truth can you be moved."
It's really like putting gold on your face when you catch the chance. There's no one else.
Lechengdi's mood seems to be better. For a man, if he accepts a beauty or a princess from the enemy country, he will feel a little superior psychologically. With such an age, after the initial anger, he can't be too ambitious. ——Emperor Lecheng stood up with a glass of wine and a little excitement. He said a few grand words, and then let everyone enjoy it.
There are two more hot dishes in the evening than in the daytime. This kind of dish can't change its flavor in the heating process.
Jingwan has no appetite, and her mood is not high.
"What's the matter, uncomfortable?" Li Hongyuan frowned gently, and his eyes were unconsciously infected with two worries.
"No, it's just a bit of regret. I shouldn't have sent it."
Although some words are not clear, but Li Hongyuan understands her meaning, "don't think so much, in the end, it's just a dead thing, and she may not care."
"It's true that it doesn't make sense to say that now. After all, I'm not the culprit." It was she who calculated the former Princess Wei Yining. Lecheng slept with other women when he missed the imperial concubine. She was angry for that short time. Now she's angry. She can't be "cheap or good".
"Wan Wan, some things should be clear to you."
Indeed, she is very clear that, let alone the men of the current background, they are in their previous lives. Some men's eloquence of saying their beloved does not prevent their bodies from derailing and other women from being turned into red waves. What's more, the emperors of feudal society can think of a dead woman for more than 20 years, which can be said to be a kind of infatuation, keeping them as jade. That's the way It's a big joke. I know that. I'll take care of it. I'm also a joke.
Such thinking, the speed of starting to clamp things can't be stopped is faster, and the irrational will turn grief into appetite.
Li Hongyuan looks at Jing Wan's angry eating, inexplicably with some childishness. In his eyes, how can he feel loved. The imperial concubine is his birth mother, but it's impossible for a woman like Li Hongyuan to have any feelings for her. So he doesn't care about lechengdi at all. He doesn't care whether he desecrates the dead imperial concubine or not. He only cares about jingwan.
Li Hongyuan turned his head and waved to mu'an. Duke Mu hurriedly bumped up, "master."
"Let the imperial dining room get an antique soup."
Jing Wan sniffed up, "what are you doing with that?" Antique soup, in fact, is the hotpot of jingwan's previous life, named after the sound of "Gudong" when food is put into boiling water.
In Qiyuan, the antique soup doesn't really get on the table. Besides, now this scene, Jin's Prince, can you keep it a little bit more tight.
"I want to eat it all of a sudden. Does Wan Wan have any opinion?" Li Hongyuan chuckled.
Jing Wan quietly takes back his sight. In public, do you want to foul like this? "Just be happy."
Just don't want to, this eat, almost eat out of things.
So, living Yama is living Yama. If you have a temper, who are you! No one else, even lechengdi, would do such a crazy thing. He did it, of course. However, the Qi Yuan people who hated him most didn't think it was wrong. Lechengdi's mood was much better. After all, this son was totally protecting his majesty. He also wanted to throw these people out directly, just because of his status, he couldn't do that No matter what you do, no matter how high your position is, you will be constrained. Li Hongyuan said this, and the words were so impolite. The former Emperor of Wei Dynasty was a little more rational. The West Huns were not so good tempered. Their eyes seemed to tear Li Hongyuan apart. But would the living king of hell be frightened by this kind of eyes? Looking back without emotion in the eyes, gradually, the whole body was full of rage, just like the essence. The eyes clearly did not change much, but people were horrified to see it. The right Valley Li king of the Western Xiongnu even stepped back two steps uncontrollably. Because of this kind of action, the face of the right Gu Li King became worse and worse, but he did not continue to attack for some reason. How to say, the rest of the prince of dark Jin gave him the feeling that if he didn't stop, the prince of Qi Yuan would take his life. The light that was regarded as a dead man was too obvious. What others care about, this Lord will not care, what others dare not do, this Lord dare! The king of Yougu Li sat back in a breath, and the other Huns naturally didn't dare to care about it. It was the leader of the West Huns, who was not as high as the king of Yougu Li, who had no choice but to fight, who was better. His eyes swept over the king of Yougu Li and fell on Li Hongyuan without saying a word. Li Hongyuan takes back his eyes and continues to watch the drama. It seems that he is attracted to all the spirits. What happened just now seems to have never happened. His bad temper came and went quickly. Some of the people around him even couldn't help clapping their chests and returning to each other. However, their eyes still focused on Li Hongyuan from time to time. They only married the wrong name, didn't call it the wrong nickname, and the living king of hell, who was in full swing, was really terrible. So it seems that he has really converged a lot in the past two years. The stage continues to play, but the audience is still quiet. Today's events, to say nothing, are really few. Near the evening, the sky began to snow, but at this time, the arranged listening time is basically over, so today's son is very naive to lechengdi. There's about half an hour of "free time" and then dinner. Jingwan takes advantage of the middle time to see old lady Luo again, for fear that she will freeze. After all, it is much colder in the north than in the south, and the palace is not as cold as at home. There are people waiting at home, so it is not necessary to go out for a long walk. For the care of the younger generation, old lady Luo was naturally employed, holding jingwan's hand. "Don't worry about me. Before, before winter, you would think of all kinds of ways to keep me warm. I wish all the people in the winter would cover me with sweat. It's not good to go to old age. Besides, my grandparents were born in the capital somehow. They have been in the capital for more than ten years, how can they not adapt at all." With a kind smile, old lady Luo said, "you are the only one. Don't suffer from the cold. It's not good for you." Old lady Luo's hands are warm, and jingwan is relieved, "this is in the palace. After a long time outside, her hands and feet are easily frozen." Old lady Luo smiled, with a different meaning, "there are princes of Jin, and those palace people naturally take good care of me." She was teased by her grandmother. Even though her face is getting thicker and thicker, she can't help being red. "Girl, you read your grandmother. Why didn't you care about your grandfather?" Luo Peishan said in a slightly sour tone. "If longevity is not celebrated every year, there will be at least a few palace banquets every year. There are many in winter. Grandfather has not been used to it for a long time, and you are healthy, so naturally you don't need me to worry about it." Jing Wan chuckled. Lord Luo sighed, "it's said that the child will cry before he can eat sugar. If he is old, he will be cared only if he has a little illness and a little disaster." "Just shut up. How many people want a good health? They can't even ask for it. They are too old to be good even if they get cheap, right? It's never too old. " Old lady Luo is really not polite. Lord Luo said that his old face could not hang. "In front of the children, you should save some face for me." "Face is earned by yourself." Old lady Luo gave him a squint. Lord Luo begged for mercy. He dare not say any more. Alas, he's in front of his wife now. He really has no position. He's depressed. Several other people in the Luo family laugh but don't speak. Although the three views may be a little split, this kind of harmonious atmosphere is really rare in other families. The evening was not less grand than that of the day, and because of the bright lights, the festive atmosphere was added. Although there was not a complete black penetration yet, the atmosphere could not achieve the best effect, however, in the winter, it was dark fast, although it was still bright now, black penetration was just a matter of the blink of an eye. After all the people took part in the banquet, Emperor Lecheng came late, accompanied by Princess Yining in full dress. No, it should be called Xianfei now. Before, Princess Wei Xian had always been an exotic dress. Now her identity is different. She is naturally dressed differently. She put on the traditional dress and suddenly put it in a high bun. Her head is full of various hair ornaments. The face is completely highlighted, especially the eyes, which look more flexible. No matter what the origin of Princess Wei Xian is, and whether emperor Lecheng likes her or not, but she is young and beautiful, and men are born with bad roots. Therefore, no one can guarantee that one day in the future, Emperor Lecheng will like her. In this way, the general empress will be jealous, which is also a matter of course. After all, in the Imperial Palace, there is only one man to be attached to. There are three thousand beauties in the harem. They are competing for the favor of such a person. If there is more favor for one person, others will be less. Some people eat meat, and the rest may not even drink soup. In the harem, there are only two or three people who can survive without the favor of Lecheng emperor. Even so, they will not Lechengdi's pet is pushed out. Jingwan doesn't know the state of Princess Wei Xian after the accident, but now she seems to be well adapted to her new identity, at least in mingmian mountain, she can't see any reluctance or sadness. Jingwan approached Li Hongyuan a little and lowered her voice. "It's not easy for Princess Wei Xian to look at her. She doesn't know whether she has covered up her emotions perfectly or whether she can stay in Qiyuan. She doesn't care who she is with. If it is the latter, does it mean that the charm of our prince Jin is not as great as expected? " There was a certain amount of teasing in the words. "Because of a pair of leather bags, I like it. How superficial is it? It's Wan Wan like this. Only when you see a person's truth can you be moved." It's really like putting gold on your face when you catch the chance. There's no one else. Lechengdi's mood seems to be better. For a man, if he accepts a beauty or a princess from the enemy country, he will feel a little superior psychologically. With such an age, after the initial anger, he can't be too ambitious. Emperor Lecheng stood up with a glass of wine and a little excitement. He said a few grand words, and then let everyone enjoy it. There are two more hot dishes in the evening than in the daytime. This kind of dish can't change its flavor in the heating process. Jingwan has no appetite, and her mood is not high. "What's the matter, uncomfortable?" Li Hongyuan frowned gently, and his eyes were unconsciously infected with two worries. "No, it's just a bit of regret. I shouldn't have sent it." Although some words are not clear, but Li Hongyuan understands her meaning, "don't think so much, in the end, it's just a dead thing, and she may not care." "It's true that it doesn't make sense to say that now. After all, I'm not the culprit." It was she who calculated the former Princess Wei Yining. Lecheng slept with other women when he missed the imperial concubine. She was angry for that short time. Now she's angry. She can't be "cheap or good". "Wan Wan, some things should be clear to you." Indeed, she is very clear that, let alone the men of the current background, they are in their previous lives. Some men's eloquence of saying their beloved does not prevent their bodies from derailing and other women from being turned into red waves. What's more, the emperors of feudal society can think of a dead woman for more than 20 years, which can be said to be a kind of infatuation, keeping them as jade. That's the way It's a big joke. I know that. I'll take care of it. I'm also a joke. Such thinking, the speed of starting to clamp things can't be stopped is faster, and the irrational will turn grief into appetite. Li Hongyuan looks at Jing Wan's angry eating, inexplicably with some childishness. In his eyes, how can he feel loved. The imperial concubine is his birth mother, but it's impossible for a woman like Li Hongyuan to have any feelings for her. So he doesn't care about lechengdi at all. He doesn't care whether he desecrates the dead imperial concubine or not. He only cares about jingwan. Li Hongyuan turned his head and waved to mu'an. Duke Mu hurriedly bumped up, "master." "Let the imperial dining room get an antique soup." Jing Wan sniffed up, "what are you doing with that?" Antique soup, in fact, is the hotpot of jingwan's previous life, named after the sound of "Gudong" when food is put into boiling water. In Qiyuan, the antique soup doesn't really get on the table. Besides, now this scene, Jin's Prince, can you keep it a little bit more tight. "I want to eat it all of a sudden. Does Wan Wan have any opinion?" Li Hongyuan chuckled. Jing Wan quietly takes back his sight. In public, do you want to foul like this? "Just be happy." Just don't want to, this eat, almost eat out of things.
