When returning to Yongan, it was already very late. The Kings first went to take over the offenders, and Xuan Ye returned to his ho with Sheng Lingyuan.
Yongan is not the sa as Dongchuan and Yuyang, which are warm places. It is north. At this ti, it has entered the winter. It is dark early. At night, the streets are covered with smog-the smoke of cars and the fog of people. , And the intertwined food breath that erged from the shop windows along the street.
The colder it is, the more vitality the fireworks have, as if eager to fight against the bitter cold.
Xuan Yuan didn't take the road, he went through the small alley all the ti. He hadn't been ho for a long ti, so he had to buy sothing to fill the refrigerator. Any corner shop can make him co out, buy two pounds of dim sum from this house, and then a little fruit from that house, a short while, a lot of bags hanging on the arm, buy and talk all the way, After chatting, I can always give so extra gifts, and I look familiar with everyone.
"Like people," Sheng Lingyuan stared at his back, thinking.
But he did not believe that this would be Xuanyuan's nature, because Abuchi was not a place where a sun flower could grow.
Born in the depths of Akabuchi, he opened his eyes and was forced to catch the long inheritance of his ancestors. He learned that he was destined to die with this ghost place. He could live every day without any thoughts. Will you die calmly?
Don't you think it ’s the Bodhisattva of Purdue?
Things that deviate too much from the norm, whether too dark or too beautiful, are abnormal.
Sheng Lingyuan was very worried and suspicious. Generally speaking, he felt that sothing was abnormal and he should imdiately turn his head to Achievo and turn down the place where the Suzaku bone was sealed. He would have to touch Xuan Ye ’s ancestor's grave with a few pounds or two. Only clear.
Strangely enough, he didn't, and sohow accepted the identity of the sword spirit, and followed the little demon back to Yong'an.
Sheng Lingyuan has never been a passable person. He inspected himself and felt like a man who wandered for a few days without finding a head. Maybe he was so tired that he was about to die. When he saw an eave, he wanted to go in and fall asleep. It doesn't matter if it's a black shop or not ... otherwise he can't explain his languid flow.
"The building in front is the house I rent. It's a bit small, but the location is ok." After Xuan Yuan said, he found that he was stupid, an ancient man who did not go to work and did not check in. What is the "location" and what can I eat? ?
As the door of the house approached, Xuan Yuan panicked involuntarily, as if Sheng Lingyuan would give his ho a grade—Given that the howork submitted by the previous classmate was the majestic Duling Palace, he had a high probability of failing.
Sheng Lingyuan nodded: "Visited."
"Oh ... yes," Xuanyuan rembered this. When Sheng Lingyuan was in the sword, he had been to his house. When he rembered this, he was more panicked, and desperately rembered whether he had done anything humiliating. Things, such as bare / pink feet ... a thin layer of sweat was on the back, and I accidentally said, "There is no more than 3,800 acres, I'm wronged."
Sheng Lingyuan raised an eyebrow in doubt: "How do you know that the Toling Palace is 3,800 acres? Why, after so many years of changing the dynasty, has the Toling Palace not been picked up?"
Xuan Yuan almost bit his tongue, turned his back to him, set his mind firmly, and said nonchalantly: "... history."
Sheng Lingyuan is not a person who cares about the na of his predecessor, even the rise and fall of his country and the change of dynasty, he is not interested in knowing—whatever he should do when he is alive—even if future generations make up a bunch of dogs for him The **** romantic affair, when he heard it, was no more than a laugh, a little annoying, but not yet angry.
After listening to this answer, Sheng Lingyuan did not follow up, he changed a more serious question.
Sheng Lingyuan asked: "Your family has been inherited for three thousand years. Except for the ss in Abyss, haven't you left any industry?"
How can you let the younger generation rent a house on earth? Poor.
Xuan Yuan: "..."
It can be said.
Sheng Lingyuan said with emotion: "For more than thirty generations, this kind of ntality ... is quite similar."
There is no reliable one, it is not that a family does not enter a door.
Xuan Yuan pretended not to understand what he ant, and tried to force his respect: "The rented house is also very good, and I want to move and go at any ti, freely. This is all new, soundproof, and the bedroom is enough. The house is very tight and should be quite suitable for you. It is not a rule that there is no living room in the dormitory ... "
Hey, let's talk again!
"It's also historical data," before Sheng Lingyuan asked him how he knew the rules of his dormitory, Xuan Yuan shifted the subject bluntly, "Your Majesty, drink pearl milk tea?"
Let's both say a few words!
This ti he rembered picking a light sugar-free model, and sure enough, His Majesty tasted it, and said nothing, it looks like it can be imported. Five minutes later, they both went upstairs with a cup of tea.
"In the house ... that's a bit ssy. There is no one in the family at this ti." Xuan Yuan had a back that was used to fire wings, and the heat of the night did not go down. After entering the house, he scrambled to clean up Sheng Lingyuan. Get a place to sit, look around, and don't know where to start cleaning.
In all fairness, Xuan Yuan is not a tadpole. His cleanliness at ho can be more than 90% of single youths. Both n and won are counted. It is definitely incomparable to a palace where a large group of people are taking turns to clean.
He was like a poor ghost who accidentally picked up a gem. He didn't know how to hide it. He turned around and felt that no matter which pocket he put in, he was blasphemy and confused. The snacks bought on the road were piled up in front of Sheng Lingyuan. Xuan Yuan was busy. He turned around in the room and mixed the garlic with the sweeping robot several tis.
After a while, I felt that the room was so disturbingly quiet, especially when I looked back at Sheng Lingyuan.
"I'll clean it up and finish cooking for dinner, and I'll be ready right away." Xuan Yuan pushed the TV on, trying to pull away the glare-like look from himself. "If you are bored, you can ..."
An old professor dragged a long-sounding voice on the TV: "The relationship between this emperor Sheng Xiao and Queen Chen ..."
Xuan Yuan was almost shouted by the old man and looked back-the history of the pulpit.
Xuan Yuan: "..."
What an unlucky show!
"Ah, don't close it, let's do it," the TV lived up to expectations and it really caught Sheng Lingyuan's eyes. "I listen to what he said."
"This is ... entertainnt program, not serious and nonsense, nonsense," Xuan Yuan calculated that his credit card balance this month was not enough to buy a new TV, and put his hands behind him, intending to euthanize the TV brother. "Nothing beautiful ..."
Before waiting for him to do anything, Sheng Lingyuan beckoned to him, Xuan Yuan didn't watch out, felt that the front was pulled suddenly, and he took two steps forward to let the TV screen open.
"I have rented a house, and take care of it," Sheng Lingyuan waved again, loosening Xuan Yuan's front placket, and sent him away. "Busy you."
Old experts on television are spitting out the mainstream views of the academic world.
It is said that Emperor Wu was difficult to deliver at birth. Queen Chen did not like him originally, and because of complicated political reasons, the eldest son missed the throne. The Queen Chen beca more and more biased towards the boss. This led to the brothers' eyes and mother-child conflict. Duan Yu'an.
It is also said that Empress Chen has too much power and has been trying to control the younger son. He was about to hear from the dynasty, and the young boy grew up in the battle, and his wings gradually beca full.
The most unreliable argunt is that Empress Chen had a rich private life, raised her head everywhere, and had one leg with Emperor Dan Li, and Emperor Wu had to pull Dan Li away, and her mother was obstructed, so she had to kill her together.
Sheng Lingyuan was stunned, and quickly took a sip of milk tea.
Queen Chen ... When the queen mother was young, she had a daunting face, a horse's face, fourteen like forty, never smiled in her life, and she looked at the ten squares as dung. After the death of Emperor Ping, her widow with an orphan walked around and reunited her human power. Without the help of a "heroic character
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