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794, faceless beauty(1/2)

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As soon as this Miss Xia entered the palace, she was named the Imperial Concubine and was favored by the six palaces. She was in the limelight for a while.

However, the fact was not the case. Until Xia Lan died, the emperor never touched her at all. She was just a shield set by the emperor for her beloved woman.

Moreover, the emperor was afraid of the general for a long time. After she was framed to death, the emperor found a general who had turned from hair to death. The general's mansion no longer existed, and the empress dowager was imprisoned until death.

Xia Lan is willing to contribute her body to nourish Stillan's soul. But she wants Stillan to fulfill her wish for her, and she wants Stillan to keep the General's Mansion and the Queen Mother.

"Because your soul is too strong, little master, this body will slowly become your own, and people will not notice any abnormality."

When Stillan was thinking about Xia Lan's wish in his heart, the sound of gathering spirit stones suddenly rang out.

"So this is an exchange that must be completed, right?" It's like a contract ceremony.

"Yes, only after you complete the tasks she has delivered can your soul be able to cultivate good."

Stillan blinked his eyes and chuckled indifferently: "It's not bad."

"By the way, spirit gathering stone, I'll give you a name,"

Stilan seemed to remember something, and she smiled and said, "I always call the spirit-gathering stone, and I always feel a little strange."

"Abao," Stillan pondered for a while, and a name blurted out.

Her eyes lit up, and she murmured: "Abao, how do you think Abao? Does it sound good?"

The spirit-gathering stone does not want to disappoint the excited little master, it has no idea about name or something.

But when it mutters the name Abao itself, it will also have a different feeling.

"By the way, little master, if possible, Miss Xialan hopes that you can help her get the emperor's sincerity."

Abao's words made Stillan curl his lips boredly: "Isn't there only one task? Do I have to do this?"

Stilan is the little princess of Laguchi and the little master of Abao. How could it be willing to make things difficult for her and let her do what she doesn't want to do?

So it said very readily: "No, it depends on your happiness."

Stilan only showed a bright smile again when he heard this. The emperor just listened to the description and made her feel indifferent to him. She really couldn't speak.

Tsk, shield, Stillan's bright red lips curled up like a provocatively, it was such a great and good intention!

"Abao, who is the most beautiful man in Jin State?"

Stilan suddenly asked this question, confusing Abao: "Does this have anything to do with our mission?"

Stilan replied very seriously: "This is of course important. It is about my mood. Only when I feel better will I be more efficient in completing tasks."

In Stilan's opinion, this problem is very good, just like a man cares about the first beauty, and his food, sex and sex.

Abao was confused, but it still relied on the image of the first handsome man very responsibly.

"It's Ji Xun, the prime minister of Jin State, who is twenty years old."

Stilan looked at the man who was as handsome as a burning flame in the elegant and luxurious state. Her eyes burst out with amazing light, and her pink tongue licked her lips mischievously.

"Abao, I want him."

Abao: "…..."

"Little master, we have serious things to do, not to hook up with men."

Obviously, Abao had known what kind of virtue this little princess, the only descendant of Laguchi, had, but he had to sigh at the depravity of Lord Tulanche's descendants.

Stillan glanced charmingly, disdaining a proud but unique style.

"You know I'm no longer a vampire body now, I can have a baby, right?"

"With such a good opportunity, why don't I hurry up and have a few more children to leave behind future generations for Laguchi?"

Being a vampire cannot have children or inherit the bloodline for Laguchi, this was once a regret in Stillan's heart.

Her life is as important as Laguchi's bloodline, so after learning that her body can be nurtured, in Stilan's view, her important mission is to have children.

Abao was convinced by Stilan. It was true that this was true. It was their responsibility to continue Laguchi.

Such a magnificent and grand Raguchi family reached its peak in the hands of Lord Tulanche, but now Stillan is the only one left. No matter how you think about it, you will feel sad.

"But why choose Ji Xun? If it is more convenient to complete the task, according to Miss Xia Lan's wishes, you will get the emperor's sincerity and have a child with him, and everything will be solved."

Stilan pouted innocently, why did she feel wronged to face a man she was not interested in at all?

Oh, for the sake of abandoning him later? I'm so stupid!

Isn’t it a grievance that I have suffered through my hard work in the process of getting his true heart? Or is it a grievance for a man I have to abandon my dislike to be wronged? Who is the so-called trick of playing with men’s feelings to retaliate against him?

"Look, as a mother, I should send the best things to him and make the best plans for him."

"Although appearance is not the most important thing, having a good appearance will always bring him a lot of convenience."

"My appearance is good, so of course I have to consider my child and choose a handsome man as the father. I can't let his father's appearance drag him down."

Abao thought that the little master was very considerate. Although the emperor was handsome, he was not as good as the prime minister.

"That little master, you have chosen the prime minister and won't you change it?"

Stilan didn't hear anything unusual from Abao's words. She nodded casually. She hadn't met a man that interested her so much in a long time.

"Well, little master, I forgot to tell you that Abao has restrictions on its use, and there can only be one companion in a world."

Stilan: "!!!"

She widened her eyes in disbelief. You seemed to be teasing me? How could there be such a limitation?

Abao said innocently: "This was specially formulated for the little master's fickleness."

Abao was not without consciousness in his sleep. It followed Stilan for nearly a thousand years. During this period, it witnessed his little master's life and many ways to emerge in bed, seeking the psychological shadow of a baby with pure heart.

Thinking about how clean the former Lord Tulanchi was, the Laguchi family is a symbol of kindness, integrity and purity.

And the little master now is hard to describe, and Abao doesn't believe that he can't cure her romantic and affectionate problem.

Stilan listened to Abao's endless praise for its former owner, Tulanche, and praise for the spirit that the Laguchi family has always passed on, she cursed the corners of her lips.

Everyone in the Laguchi family once inherited the beautiful qualities of kindness, integrity, integrity, friendship, etc., but fate has never been kind because of the nobleness of the Laguchi family.

When the demon king slaughtered the Raguchi family, how could those who had received these beautiful qualities have ever extended a helping hand to them?

"Abao, do you mean, Lord Tulanchi will be virgins until he dies?"

Abao was unclear about Stillan's subtle words, so he proudly affirmed: "That's right." Lord Tulanche never messed with relationships between men and women.

Hearing this, Stillan's expression became even more subtle. She chanted in a nearly pity noble aria: "Oh, poor Lord Tulanche, he might have been suffocated to death, and his long-term ** will not be expressed."

Abao: "!!!"

Abao's entire spirit stone was not good anymore. How could Miss Stilland use her own dirty thoughts to guess him?

But the more Abao collapsed, the more unacceptable it was. The more Tulanche's image became corrupted in its heart.

Could it be that its great master is really because of this... No, no, Abao feels that he can no longer look at Lord Lanqi in front of him.

Feeling the strong fluctuations of the spirit gathering stone, Stillan chuckled happily.

Abao realized that he had been fooled, but it could only sigh helplessly: "Little master, the imperial edict to appoint you as a concubine is coming down, you have to make plans early. Since you don't want the emperor, I will find a way to marry the prime minister."

Stilan blinked playfully and shook his head lightly, saying, "No, who said I want to marry him? I still have to go to the palace to be a concubine."

Abao doesn’t understand this routine, so why do you want to cause trouble?

"I haven't tried the taste of having an affair yet!"

Stilan's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his white jade-like fingers tapped his red lips, bringing the cuteness and cuteness of a girl.

Abao: "......" It makes sense, but he was speechless.

"I want you to go to the stage. If you dare to be disobedient, I will let the turtle man in the building break your body. They also want to taste the taste of this noble lady in the clouds in the past."

A finger in front of me was almost poking into my eyes.

Stilan hurriedly dodged, and her splashed saliva, which was so disgusting.

When did this original little princess of the Laguchi family and later the vampire queen receive such treatment?

She wanted to kill the madam, but her body was so weak that she couldn't even move a finger.

"Little master, you cannot have a random idea of ​​killing, and you must not kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Abao's voice sounded in Stillan's mind, which made Stillan's angry.

"Didn't you see what she bullied me?"

Stillan felt aggrieved, which made Abao feel unbearable: "Don't worry, someone really bullies you, do whatever you want."

Stilan snorted softly, saying nothing more, but in fact, it was because the noisy madam went out, which made her feel a little better.

The original owner of this body was a prime minister's daughter, the noble girl among the noble girls, but now she has become such a humble brothel prostitute and girl.

Comb the comb to the end, and comb the hair with the second comb to comb the white hair.... The hair is a couple, and they are both loving and loving.

On the day of the prime minister's daughter's wedding, the prime minister's house was confiscated and exiled, and the female family was filled with brothels.

The man who took the lead in searching the prime minister's house was the groom on the wedding day and the top scholar today.
To be continued...
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