Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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Song Taihao was quiet.

Repressed in the memory of the heart, even if it is a year, will not forget, she was deliberately hidden, want to forget, but always in the heart like a smog. Until now, it was broken by Nangong Qing, and Song Tai’s heart was stunned, and the skin could not hold back.

Sure enough... Nangong Qing knows!

Her Song family also participated in the rebellion of Nangong Chen, participated in, and reconciled, but unfortunately eventually failed.

It’s just that she is in the harem. What is the father’s position? Is it clear or submissive? She knows it is not exhaustive. Since the accident, she has been restricted to freedom, and then suddenly a sacred decree has become too embarrassing, and then moved to this palace.

She thought for a long time, but unfortunately there is no answer, so that it is becoming more and more extreme, and more and more unwilling...

Not waiting for Song Taihao to return to God, Nangong Qing has stepped in front of her, coldly said: "Some things, even if you don't say too much, you are clear and clear. You are too embarrassed, but you are looking at the emperor. I thought that you will be living in the harem after all, perhaps not having participated in Nangongchen. But can you really feel that you are a woman because of your kindness?"

"The crime of rebellion, the lighter family copying, the heavy ones even the Jiuzu! Song Taihao, what did your Song family do, you have your own heart. See you are a woman, you are not jealous of you, only you moved to the palace Mid-day, are you still not satisfied? Are you really awkward?"

Booming...

These words are not merciless, there is no usual warm whisper, and Song Taihao is like a thunderous thunder, breaking into the abyss.

Nan Gongqing has already opened her face to her!

Otherwise, it will be disposed of with the Song family, and she will be disposed of together! Everyone in the Song family was beheaded, and Nan Gongchen was from the hot five emperors, and finally fell into the end of the world. The five emperors were deceived, and she was lucky!

But she never thought about this, she has been living in hatred and blaming. She never thought that Nangong Qing would become such a decisive emperor and cut down so many people!

"Oh...hehehe..." Song Tai’s strength was instantly taken out, softly on the ground.

The low table on the side was hit by her, the things on the table were scattered, and the blood in the bowl was splashed out and flowing everywhere. She was sloppy on the floor, twitching and laughing, laughing to be mad: "I used to be dying long ago! Hahaha... The whole family copied it? I will spare my life, I will be grateful to Dade. Can't take revenge..."

"Your Nangong family are all wolf-hearted!"

There was a chill in the middle of the voice, and the tone was full of grievances. She laughed loudly: "I actually **** it! Nangong Qing, I thank you for your great grace, thank you for your sorrow, hahaha..."

Hey, she slammed hard, and suddenly Zhu Xi twisted and fell. The hair was also chaotic, and when she looked up again, when she looked up at Nangong Qingyang, she was almost no different from the madman.

The heart of the pruning trembled, and moved to help her: "Too, too, you..."

"Long live your majesty! Long live your majesty..."

Song Taixuan did not seem to hear it at all. The laughter was out of breath, the tears also flowed out, and the laughter was too intense, and she coughed up loudly. The spit and the black **** on the lips were mixed together, and the blood that she had madly wiped on her face. The people who saw it were cold, but they were inexplicably sad.

Once Song Guifei, now Song Taihao, I am afraid that it is crazy...

Nangong Qing stood for a long time, watching Song Taiji crazy, talking about the nonsense, finally turned and went: "Give her a glass of alcohol, go clean."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiaochun Zidao, the **** behind him.

In the dilapidated courtyard, Nangong Qing looked around in a circle, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He stood up and looked up at the new moon in this sky.

At this time, a palace man carrying a lantern, hurried from the darkness, ran to the front, Christine said: "Your Majesty, the twelve princes have just been ill, but now it is alright, the Queen Mother, please kneel and hurry, some words To say."

"Well, let's go."

The last worry of my heart disappeared, and Nangong Qing floated a smile and went out of the palace.

......

Three days later, Chu Wangfu.

The flower hall is a laughter, and it is the voice of Nangong Temple: "Look, this king came early in the morning, just to give you a happy, wide-minded. These are the rewards of your Majesty. These are the rewards of the Queen Mother. Thank you, Chu Wang."

It’s not rare to see more rewards in the next month, but I’m still happy: “Miss is awesome. It’s no wonder that Majesty and Empress Dowager have given so many things.”

Luo Qingying sat in the circle chair and had already heard Nan Gongyi say the last night. Picking up a jade in the box, and teasing the son: "Longevity, don't like this? Do you want to..."

Nalan Changyi, who was only a few months old, threw a small hand, screaming in her mouth, and the unstoppable saliva flowed out. It looked like a meaty, cute. Luo Qingyi just put the jade in the past, Nalan Changyi is more jubilant, and the little hand touches...

Snapped!

Broken on the ground...

On the good sheep fat white jade wishful, fell to the ground and broken into pieces, Luo Qing smashed.

His face changed a little bit, from stunned to astonished, and then his face sank, and the gentle voice suddenly raised two octaves: "Nalan night! Look at your son, actually... actually... this ruined family, wishful, At least one thousand two!"

"You little thing, why are you so careless?" She stared at the little man in her arms, laughing and crying. If I change someone else, I am afraid that she will go down a long time, but I can face my son, such a small soft person, where to fight?

Nalan’s tea at the night was about to drink, and the news was over, and the lid that was uncovered was covered: “Give him a break.” The sound is faint, as if there was no half-ignition, if not he controls it. Staying and pumping the lips and lips, it is a perfect interpretation of the word not to be shocked.

He is a small woman who has grown a temper since she gave birth to a son.

Obviously she took the fragile item to her son, broke it, did not blame the son does not blame himself, but blame him?

Forget it, he can bear it, otherwise the son will be big, and she will start playing, I am afraid that the son’s **** will bloom. If he is pouring oil on the fire, he is only responsible for his turn.

"Chang Yi, ah, my mother will pick you up, it won't be bad. How about this golden lock?" Luo Qing suddenly forgot what he had just done, picking a small gold lock in a pile of gold and silver jewelry on the table, 哗The sly swayed.

The gold lock is hollow, with small beads inside, and it makes a sound when it shakes. The little man stretched out the chubby little hand, but he could hold it in his hand but he couldn’t sway. He didn’t bother with a loose hand and was not interested.

"Ah..." His eyes widened, his voice kept ringing, and he shrugged and shivered his energy.

Luo Qingying held his son for a while, only let the breastfeeding take a rest, and then let the moon collect these rewards, and then slowly watched Nangong: "It’s almost noon, you still don’t leave? Business Not busy?"

Waiting to eat, ah, Nangong stunned: "You are not right, ah, I am going to pass on the purpose, and bring you so many things, you actually leave me to eat?"

"Your home is not without food, I am leaving you here to be inconvenient?" Luo Qing is unceremonious.

What is the meaning of the eye?

Nangong does not understand, what is the eye of eating?

"I still haven't finished talking about it."

Nangong 煜 煜 , , , , , , , , , , , 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南Your majesty said that you are looking for something."

"What is it for him to look for?" Luo Qing swayed and waved his hand, so it was easy to solve the problem of the twelve emperors. I haven't had a day off yet. This is another matter. Nalan’s night was a different surname, not only to bring troops to fight, but also to help the emperor solve all the troubles, which is simply too tired.

She also wants to have a good time with Nalan's night, leisurely and leisurely.

The son is also three months old, will laugh and make trouble, more and more interesting, her most hope is to wait for his son to grow up, take him to play all over the capital, eat everything.

Nangong Ramp: "It's not because of the North County! Before the county guardian Hou did not say that the treasures of the former dynasty went to Beijing, it is estimated that you want to ask the child, how is the dark night hall, and whether it has reached the border. ”

"There is another thing, Dong Wan came to the country book, saying that he would send the prince Xiao Yuzhen to come to He Xixi Chu, to make the team have already set off, I am afraid that it will not take long to reach the capital, which naturally cannot be neglected."

It seems that it is really a thing, Luo Qingyi also remembered the previous mention of Nan Gongqing, and finally let Haoyue to inform the kitchen, ready to open the meal, let them eat together into the palace.

The food was ready, and it soon came up. Nangong was very difficult to use rice in the Chuwang House. I was very satisfied when I saw the dishes full of tables. Things are not urgent, Nangong Temple has no psychological burden, and puts all the thoughts on the table.

Just picking up a chopsticks fish, there was a gentle voice coming from the side: "Green, eat this, turn the door today and let the cook do it for you."

Nangong 煜 turned his head and saw that Nalan’s chopsticks had a peeled shrimp on the chopsticks and gave it to Luo Qing’s bowl. He swept the dish in front of him, some strange, there is no shrimp on the table? There is only one dish of boiled shrimp, shelled.

Luo Qingqi did not see the eyes of Nangong, but he took it up and nodded. "Well, it’s delicious, then peel it off."

There was a Nangong Temple next to it, and Nalan didn’t say anything at night. He was skilled and caught a white boiled shrimp. I saw his chopsticks move, the shrimp shell was broken into pieces, and then the chopsticks stretched out, dialed, picked out the shrimp tail meat in the shrimp shell, and sent it to the Luoqing bowl.

Nangong’s eyes were straight.

Have these two people eaten, has it always been like this? If you don’t say anything, is it a show of love?

There is also the way to peel the shrimp, Nalan night is only the first in the West!

Actually, even the internal strengths have been used, directly shattering the shrimp shells with skill, but the application is just right, not to hurt the shrimp, perfect demonstration of the whole process of peeling shrimps!

He is simply admiring!