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When I heard the name of Luo Yuxue, the guards of the city's main government looked at the eye of Ling Yue.

The other party is the owner of Huangquancheng, but the status of the city in the water is obviously not high.

The guard is hesitating, I don't know if I have to answer it truthfully.

"Bold, the name of the mother, you can ask someone like you."

Luo Qianche came over.

Her injury is not yet complete. At this moment, her right eye is wrapped, and her body is covered with gauze. It looks funny.

It was only at this time that Ye Lingyue could not laugh.

She did not expect that Luo Xiaoxue would be Luo Qianche's mother.

"Your mother and Luocheng are both surnamed Luo?" Ye Lingyue is very rare. It is reasonable to say that Luojia is the blood of the **** of water, and that the people are not prosperous. Luocheng and Luo Yuxue are both surnamed Luo. The two should be close relatives. How can we get married?

"My mother's surname is Luo. After I entered the city's main government, my mother died. For this year's beloved mother, my father changed his name. What do you ask? I tell you, I am envious, let you live. In the city government, this does not mean that you can go to your broken yard in the city government.

Luo Qianche saw the light of the lantern, and Ye Lingyue's plain and plain face.

It can be a face like this, but the enchantment of the emperor is reversed, not her.

Luo Chi-Chouton felt that there was a bad breath in his heart, and he couldn't get up and down.

However, after tomorrow, she will not be able to arrogate.

Luo Qianche squinted at the eye of Ling Yue, a sleeve of sleeves, and did not care about Ye Lingyue.

This woman, did not eat gunpowder, so angry?

Ye Lingyue was angered by the endless, and his face was inexplicable.

However, also lost Luo Chiche, Ye Lingyue knows the secret of a water city.

In this way, Luo Qianche's mother-in-law has a true blood god.

However, Luo Qianche said with a voice that Luo Qian was only trying to love his wife, but he changed his surname, but Ye Lingyue listened, but he felt that something was wrong.

A person who loves his wife will marry a 19-room house?

Counting, this average speed, but a year, such a man and the monk king, for more than 20 years, every year to the river to put lanterns, to commemorate the old man, the two are one, just one is heaven, one It is underground.

Ye Lingyue licked his mouth and was very disdainful to Luo Qian. She immediately thought of another thing.

It was Luo Qian who just became a master of the city, and how he got the blood of the **** of water.

Can it be said that in this world, in addition to heredity, there are other ways to obtain the blood and talent of the **** of water?

What is that method?

However, these things may be related to the secret of the city government. I am afraid that only Ye Lingyue has thought about it and has been walking back to the room. He still does not want to understand.

When returning to the house, the emperor had already laid the floor shop and was waiting for Ye Lingyue to come back.

"Women, what's wrong with you, your face is not good?"

The Emperor and his hand reached out and touched Ye Lingyue's forehead. Then she looked at her red cheeks. He couldn't help but get together and sniffed at Ye Lingyue's side.

"What do you do, like a small donkey."

Ye Lingyue was amused by the emperor and pushed him. The latter was clenched and frowned.

"I have smelled other men in the women."

"Men big head ghost, I look like this now, which blind man will look at me. Speaking, I only met Luo Qianche, guess what I know?"

Ye Lingyue was angry and stunned the emperor.

Emperor's heart leaked a beat, and some looked nervously at Ye Lingyue.

"The woman came to see you again? Washing woman, I didn't mean anything to her at all, but I didn't want to marry her. You can rest assured that I am not the kind of man who is facing the Qin, I am already able to cope with you. Come, there is one more, is it not to lose your life."

The emperor was nervous, and he took all the things that happened tonight.

Ye Lingyue listened, silent.

"Women, you still don't believe it, or if we get married early, we will make a name, so I can rest assured, you can rest assured."

The emperor was deeply afraid of Ye Lingyue's unbelief and hurriedly explained it.

"It turned out that the Luocheng Lord was in the name of fame and fortune. So, this man is not a good thing at all. Luo Yuxue is really blinded by the ox, wrong to make the fisheye a pearl, miss the man who is so good." However, she chose Luo Qian, who is a flower intestine. I even suspect that Luo Xiaoxue was not as simple as dying because of dystocia."

Ye Lingyue thought about it.

"Amount... Washing woman, have you heard what I am talking about? I mean, would we be married soon?"

The emperor was speechless, and for a long time, the woman did not hear his proposal.

He is asking for marriage.

"Hear, yes! What did you say, one I can't handle it, I can't handle it?"

Ye Lingyue has returned to God, but the focus of attention is not the empathy of Emperor.

"Washing woman, I don't mean that. Washing woman, you can't cope, I am also as sweet as you are, don't be angry."

In the room, the emperor was also persuaded, and he swears that he has been tossing into the night, and he has advised his wife.

In the middle of the night, the emperor hit the ground floor.

On the bed, Ye Lingyue also repeatedly thought about the things of the monks and Luo Xuexue.

Both of them are not sleepy.

"Women, I can't sleep, I want to take your hand."

The emperor sighed at the side.

The floor is ice-cold and stunned. He really doesn't want to hit the floor.

"No."

Ye Lingyue is not angry.

I remembered that the emperor was remembered by Luo Qianche, and was also asked to marry. Ye Lingyue was very upset.

"Women, can't handle, can you pull a finger?"

The emperor pitifully groaned, rubbed his hands, and touched Ye Lingyue's quilt, and was kicked by Ye Lingyue.

I still didn't give up, and worked hard for a long time. I finally caught a little finger of Ye Lingyue. When I grabbed it, I stopped holding it.

"Also let people not sleep!"

Ye Lingyue was angry, but he did not respond for a long time. When he looked up on the ground, the Emperor had fallen asleep.

His hand, holding Ye Lingyue's little finger, hangs on the edge of the bed, as if with a little bit of her breath, he can sleep peacefully.

The heart softened at once, and Ye Lingyue shook his head helplessly.

She snorted softly and stuffed the emperor's quilt, and then lay back.

The body temperature of the man who passed over from time to time, let Ye Lingyue's heart irritated for a day, settled down.

Ye Lingyue turned over and looked at the side of the emperor, and said softly.

"Emperor, good night."

She closed her eyes, her sleep became stronger, and her thoughts gradually settled.

"A sister - A sister -"

The voice of the young child, in the ear, is like a most lingering lullaby, sing slowly in his sleep.