Chapter 1169 - Intended to support Gu

Huaxin was stunned, and admitted with a smile generously, "Sure enough, I can't hide anything from Master." ”

Her husband, after tonight, and tomorrow night, she will not be alone.

Whether he wants it or not, after all, nominally, he is no longer a couple for life.

What's more, for thousands of years after that, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not have feelings for Tao Yao.

However, that's fine.

"So, if nothing happens, how can you forcibly force King Yi to take a side concubine in front of everyone in the Wushuang Palace, and personally promote what you care about. "A pair of eyes are bright, almost looking into the heart of the painting.

Huaxin took a deep breath and prevaricated casually, "It's just to show the magnanimity and virtue of the goddess, in order to return to the heart of the world." ”

"Then why did you bring your child to take care of the orphan today?" The smile on Di Zhen's face was exhausted, his eyes were bright, and he was as cold as a knife, wanting to cut a gap from the closed heart of the painting.

"The sky is unpredictable. This seat is just a rainy day, and the master is too worried. The heart of the painting is still smiling lightly, and under the forced gaze of the earth, it has never revealed half a flaw.

But he was suddenly shocked in his heart, surprised that he could break her intention to support Gu with one word.

After a confrontation, Di Yan's face was relaxed and he was no longer attached, "That's naturally the best." ”

Painting the heart to the ground, not without speculation.

His wife does not take revenge, and he keeps his enemies by his side. He was not shocked, even in the face of her goddess, he still dared to speculate on her intentions, and even tempted and forced questions, without cowardice.

But perhaps it was because of the unfathomable profundity hidden under his ordinariness that she chose to choose and choose, and chose to entrust the Qing Dynasty to the earth.

She believed that he was capable of protecting her first son.

However, she was still very curious about what time she was waiting for.

It's so unpredictable.

Half-tempting, the two chatted for a while, until it was rumored outside the door that King Yi came to pick up the princess back to the house, and then Huaxin got up to say goodbye.

The door of the warm pavilion was opened, and the afterglow of the western sky spilled in, paving a golden red. The distant figure of the painting heart melts into the sunset, blurred and faint.

The woman, who was so bright and glamorous that people didn't dare to look at her, dimmed in the thin light, fluttering and shaking, seemed to be about to disappear at any time.

Di Xuan's hand shook slightly, and the warm tea splashed wet his sleeves.

He quietly looked at the cuffs that were wet with water, and the darkening color of the cloud patterns on them seemed to be the unparalleled pavilion that was about to come.

At this point, he can no longer be soft-hearted.

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"If you want to repent now, it's too late. Shuyi held the fingertips of the slightly cool heart of the painting, soft as satin, and asked in a low voice, full of expectations.

He smiled and asked her if she wanted to regret it? Is he really obedient to her, or is there a little bit of smoothness?

I have to admit that I still seem to have some expectations, expecting him to hug her and swear not to marry again.

He could have done it.

No one could really force him, but he wanted to ask her.

How could she bear to let him be alone for 10,000 years after that.

He will eventually return to the throne of God, and in the long and endless years, with an indomitable and unyielding sincerity, Tao Yao is still qualified to accompany him.

Even if it's just to take care of him for her.

So she smiled nonchalantly, as if she really didn't care, "This seat congratulates the prince, a good day meets a beautiful family, and a good time to get a noble son." ”

The sound was like broken jade, and the Shuyi heart ached.

He silently took her cold hand and walked slowly.

The sunset is as remnant as blood, reflecting a pair in the distance.

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