Chapter 855: [Three Stories of Fighting] The red silk tent is cold in the cold spring! 2
However, the Empress Dowager has issued an order to give all three women to herself as her concubines,
The crime of resisting the order is a trivial matter, but it is against the will of the mother of the queen. After all, I can't bear to be able to get rid of the movies.
"Ruan Ruan" Jun Moli couldn't help but open his mouth and swear.
Xintang came to his senses a little, and a slight smile came out from the corner of his mouth, but the sad face that had not yet dissipated, knew that the smile was barely enough.
"I'm fine, Mo Li, I just saw the begonia falling from the window, and I felt a little sad."
Since he married Jun Moli, he has not conceived him. Xintang knows very well that Moli has always wanted a child.
The ancients' thoughts could not be ahead of DINK. In their concept, only if there is a child, it is considered complete.
Well, that concubine just took it as compensation for him, which was also considered a duty as a wife. But no matter how much I convinced myself, I still couldn't convince me.
How could Jun Moli not know what Xintang was thinking? This silly woman, I want a child, but that was just the child to have with you!
He couldn't help but walk up and hugged Xintang's waist, "Follower, I said, I will never let each other go in this life, why are you shaken first?"
Xintang couldn't help feeling jealous, and said in anger: "Milling, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money,
"Why are you jealous? Don't you want children? Even so, how can you hold back the beauty in her arms?"
"After all, I'm still jealous, right?" Jun Moli shook his head with a smile and shaking his head, shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mourning and shaking his mo
Xintang's temperament is always so straightforward. Any thoughts are directly reflected on her face.
"You are like a rock, I am like a pampas reed. The pampas reed is as silk as silk. The rock has no transfer. Moon will be scattered.
I will never leave you forever, and my past vows are still vivid in my mind, why have I forgotten it?"
Xintang fell into Jun Moli's arms with a smile. The two of them looked at each other, and the feelings in their eyes became stronger and stronger.
Jun Moli touched Xiang Xintang's chest restlessly, and the rapid breathing of the two people seemed to be unable to wait.
Chapter completed!