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In the morning of the next day, after the monsoon smoke got up, I was going to see if my little daughter-in-law had been wronged and cried. As soon as I went out, I saw a delicate Linghe face.

"What about the fire?" Asked the monsoon smoke.

Linghe raised his finger to the room next to jifengyan, which was the room reserved for Liuhuo when building the palace.

The monsoon smoke nodded a little and walked towards the room. Linghe tried several times to stop talking. At last, he didn't say anything and walked out with his head stuffy.

The monsoon smoke sneaks to the room with flowing fire. A breath of real gas directly blows open the locked door. Looking up, the handsome young man is sleeping quietly on the bed. The sunshine in the early morning falls from the window, just like a halo on his whole body. On the beautiful neck, the little red mark is still clearly visible.

Satisfied with the monsoon smoke, she walked past lightly, watching the fire in deep sleep. She reached out her hand and pinched his nose, forcing him to open his mouth and breathe in his dream.

Looking at the flow of fire without resistance, monsoon smoke is in a good mood.

"Son of a bitch, wait for me." With that, she got up contentedly and came out of the room humming a ditty without any notice. At the moment when she turned around, the beautiful young man who had been abused by her had quietly opened his eyes, and his soft eyes were staring at her leaving the room.

Monsoon smoke's daily flirting with small fires ended, and he walked out of the palace briskly. As soon as he came out, he saw

Tianting city is full of ancient charm, with red silk hanging high and red eyes.

"……" The monsoon smoke was confused on the spot.

Several people with red lanterns walked in front of the monsoon smoke in groups. They cheerfully congratulated the monsoon smoke, and then went to hang the lanterns on the nearby houses.

"Your Majesty, do you look at the red silk?" A man with a happy face came out holding a large pile of red silk.

"OK..." The corner of the monsoon cigarette mouth twitches slightly. I always feel that when I wake up, the city has completely changed.

What's the matter with the arrangement?

"Ah, I don't like it very much." The big man was a little stunned, suddenly turned his head and howled at the companions who were busy arranging. "Slowly, Taoist friends! The queen doesn't like the look. Go and choose some red ones! "

Say, return to monsoon flue: "Queen Adult you wait, we go to change now."

After the roar, the red silk was taken off in an instant. In a short time, another batch of more red silk was sent to replace it.

Looking at the new red silk, the big man looked at the monsoon smoke with a smile, "is this eye OK?"

I don't know what's wrong with the monsoon smoke. I'm not satisfied with one of them. I'm afraid that the other side is going to work hard again. I can only nod my head.

The strong man has another voice.

"The queen said that's it. My friends are numb!"