"You are not reconciled, you are not willing to let the daughter of the Lin family live and let her treat Xuan'er. Is it possible that you want to watch Xuan'er die early?"
"Ahem."
He said too many words in one breath, his breath was not smooth, and he coughed several times while covering his heart.
"Xinzi, that's not what I meant."
The empress panicked for a moment, and she didn't care about the nobles and others offending her, contradicting her and offending Long Yan.
I personally brought a cup of tea from the table and handed it to him: "The emperor is my son, how can I not love him, don't worry, let me think about it."
"Your Majesty doesn't believe in Xinzi, so you don't need to drink this cup of tea!"
Gui Jun angrily pushed away the teacup.
"Forget it, I promise you."
The Empress was upset, she put her teacup on the table, and gritted her teeth bitterly: "That girl of the Lin family, I will spare her for the time being, and will not pursue the matter of her going to Fenghuangguan to join the war without permission."
Your Majesty refused to give in: "Until she succeeds in refining the Longevity Pill, His Majesty will not touch her at all."
"Okay, okay, I depend on you, can't I depend on you?"
The empress had a headache, and rubbed her eyebrows wearily.
"Your Majesty, Xinzi will give you a massage."
The honorable gentleman got his wish, his eyes flashed, and his face changed instantly.
With all kinds of amorous feelings, she walked slowly behind the empress, her long and slender fingers lingered on her temples, gently massaging her acupuncture points.
"Xinzi, stop being angry."
The empress enjoyed the service of her favored monarch, and the gloomy expression on her face disappeared without a trace.
"Your Majesty dotes on the emperor, Xinzi has nothing else to ask for."
Your gentleman's eyes were dim, and his hands kept moving, skillfully massaging the acupoints on the top of his head, the comfortable empress narrowed her eyes.
"The emperor has you really love him, and he really fell into the nest of blessings."
"It is Xinzi's honor to be favored by His Majesty."
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Qinxue Pavilion.
Lin Qingluo's brows were serious, and he said earnestly: "Xuan'er, good boy, no matter what you dream about in the future, don't say it, just treat it as a dream, wake up from the dream, just forget it, don't pay too much attention to it."
"Xuan'er also wants to forget, but..."
The little prince snuggled into his sister's arms, trembling in fear: "The scene in the dream is the same as the real one, Xuan'er will never forget it."
"If you can't forget it, just bear it and don't say it."
Lin Qingluo patted him on the back comfortingly, and said softly, "Even if it's about a close relative, as long as it's not life-threatening, don't say anything."
"Sister, will the red mole on Xuan'er's forehead really never disappear?"
Xiao Huang looked at her sister with attachment ~www..com~ It was pitiful like a little quail.
"Did your father tell you?"
Lin Qingluo felt sad: "About your grandmother, blood inheritance, and the ancient abilities of the witch clan."
"said."
The little prince pursed his lips, wanting to cry.
Since he was eight years old, he has seldom relied on his sister like this at this moment, holding on to her skirt tightly and not letting go.
Afraid that if you let go, the nightmare will come.
"Xuan'er, my sister has Anshen Pills. From now on, take one before going to bed every night. It is good for sleep, and maybe you won't have dreams."
Lin Qingluo suddenly had a flash of inspiration, took out a bottle of panacea from the storage ring, and put it in the palm of the little prince.
"Xuan'er listens to my sister."
The little prince clenched the panacea tightly, and rubbed his sister's neck affectionately like a puppy.
"It's late at night, you can try a pill."
Lin Qingluo tried to comfort him: "My sister will accompany you, and I will leave after you fall asleep."
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