"I know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it next time, and I won't dare to do it again." Taozi kowtowed frequently, hiding her hatred and looking at Lan Dier as if she wanted to eat him...

In the study room, Chu Ziming held his forehead with one hand and read a book in the other hand, but his thoughts wandered to the day when Princess Xu had an accident:

'Keep an eye on each of your wives. This time I'm beating Mrs. Xu, next time I'm beating Mrs. Lan!'

Could it be her? But as a woman who hates trivial matters and likes simple things, is it possible for a woman like her to do something like this? It’s not her, is it really the maid? Who gave her the courage? Or -

- Die'er, no! It's absolutely impossible for Die'er to be so kind!

"Knock, knock" the sound of knocking on the door sounded in an orderly manner, and then Lan Dier, wearing a pink dress with half-breasted breasts, was graceful, holding a porcelain jar, walking towards Chu Ziming with small steps like broken lotus, and gently

He whispered, "Your Majesty, you have to drink the chicken soup that Die'er has stewed for you while it's hot."

Raising his head, Chu Ziming's eyes looked at Lan Die'er, the woman who had accompanied him through the most painful days after Mei'er left. The corners of her sexy lips curved up with an evil arc, and she stretched out her arms to hug her.

Lan Dier's slender waist circled her in his arms, holding her soft body, smelling the fragrance emanating from her body, biting her small earlobe ambiguously, "I haven't wanted you for a few days.

?”.

Lan Die'er felt happy in her heart, pretending to be shy, teasing Chu Ziming's chest with her delicate hands, exhaling like a blue breath, "My lord, how are you?"

"Haha..." Chu Ziming suddenly laughed evilly, put down the blue plate horizontally, and walked towards the 'Mei Plate Garden'...

Chu Ziming, you bastard! Wang Baming, can you tell the difference? I hate you, I hate you so much! After the doctor left, Dandan gently wiped the cold sweat on Xuaner's forehead while cursing in his heart.

road.

Xuan'er hid on Dandan's bed, feeling pain all over her body, as if the pain was like a hundred poisonous snakes imprisoning her, and she mumbled, "It hurts!".

"I'm sorry, Xuan'er," Dandan murmured and blamed herself. She walked slowly to the window and looked thoughtfully at the bright moon. The silver light poured into her weak body, cold and noble, just like a rare flower.
Chapter completed!