Heroines

, but you have to remember that now you have only one son left in your family, and you have to take good care of yourself in Tibet. "

Forte kowtowed respectfully again, "Slave, thank Brother Twelve for your enlightenment!"

Forte took the little swallow away, only caring about being happy, and didn't see Seya staring at the two of them wanting to eat people.

Yongzheng sneered.I really don't know what kind of structure this Forte and the fifth elder brother are. Once the little swallow missed his life, and now it is even more, even he can't save himself, but he still remembers that stupid woman!Don't even think about it, you are now a fish and meat, and you dare to treat Little Swallow better than Seya, isn't it obvious that you want to bring hatred to that fool?

...Perhaps, what Forte really loves is fifth elder brother, and Little Swallow is the target of his hatred, that's why he treats her like this? !

I have to say, Yongxin, you have been brainwashed by Wuying, right?Brainwashed? !

Back in the palace, Yongzhen suddenly found that Shanbao, who had been transferred away, was waiting in front of Kunning Palace.

"Shanbao, why are you here?"

Shanbao turned around and saw Elder Brother Twelve, with a sincere smile on his face, he saluted and replied: "Brother Twelve, I am bold, waiting for you, Master."

Yongzhen pulled him up, looked at Shanbao's slightly tanned skin with admiration, but asked with some distress: "Shanbao, you have suffered a lot during this time, haven't you?"

"The slave is not bitter, the slave thinks that he can protect Daqing and do what he can, so he feels very happy."

The two walked into Kunning Palace while chatting.

It is said to be tanned, but in fact it is just a slight tanning of Shanbao's original fair skin to a slightly honey color, which still looks soft and delicious.

Yong Xing looked at the symbol that was becoming more and more masculine, and then looked at his own figure and color that was still as white as a chicken even though it was starting to twitch, and couldn't help feeling a little itchy in his teeth.While listening to Shanbao talking about some funny things about his undercover days, while looking at Shanbao, he suddenly found that there was a new scar on Shanbao's hand, extending from the tiger's mouth to the back of his hand. Although it was not deep, it looked a little creepy. people.

He didn't hear Yong Xin speak for a long time, Shan Bao didn't know if he had talked too much, the other party didn't want to listen, and when he was a little embarrassed, suddenly Yong Xin took his hand, stared straight at Shan Bao, and asked very seriously: "Shanbao, what's going on?"

Shanbao smiled lowly, a little embarrassed, "I made Twelve Elder Brothers laugh at me. The servant was doing the finishing touches at that time, and he wanted to prescribe medicine to make those people more obedient, and the arrest was smooth and convenient, but there was one of them with profound skills. Taking advantage of the slave's unguardedness, he grabbed the knife and swung it at the slave... The slave had no choice but to block it with his hand."

Saying that, Shanbao gestured to show the situation at that time.

Yong Xin watched, the knife seemed to be slashing Shan Bao's face, if he hadn't blocked it with his hand... Even if a man's appearance is not important, even Shan Bao himself doesn't like his too delicate appearance, But everything on a person is bestowed by their biological parents, and the wound on the face will easily leave scars even if it is healed. How can we live a safe life in the future?Always listening to others talk about it, does it touch the scars in your heart?

If the scars are on the body, it's a man's medal [[-] English], but if it's on the face, Shanbao is such a self-respecting person, he must not be able to bear it, right?

But even if it hurts on the hand...why does it make people feel so heartbroken?

Yong Xin lowered his head, gently, lightly, pressed his lips against the scabbed wound.

Shanbao looked up, only Yongxin's shiny head and jet-black hair could be seen.The wound on his hand was recovering, and new flesh was growing inside, and it began to become extremely itchy.But the touch brought by Yong Xin made him feel much more comfortable physically and mentally... Shanbao was startled, his hand shook, and Yong Xin noticed it.

Yong Xin raised his head, smiled innocently, and gently blew on Shanbao's wound, and then showed a simple and honest boyish smile: "Big sister often said that the wound hurts, blowing it will not hurt! Yong Xing blows on Shanbao's wound." !"

Shanbao smiled, "Thank you, Elder Twelve, for your kindness. This injury, my servant, is about to heal, but it doesn't hurt much. Thank you Elder Twelve for your concern."

Yong Xin blinked his bright eyes, and pulled him to his courtyard with great enthusiasm, "I have good medicine for wounds, I will bring it to you, and I promise not to leave any scars!"

Shanbao couldn't refuse, so he accepted it calmly.

Yong Xin thought to himself, I just like your calmness, it makes people feel at ease just looking at it!

60 Mid-Autumn Festival Presents: Mid-Autumn Joy Party

Environment: Mid-Autumn Festival. Imperial Garden

Time: evening

Characters: There are too many, and it is too tiring to describe them one by one. Please find out by yourself

In the imperial garden, the unique flowers of golden autumn are in full bloom, blooming charmingly.Among them, the most distinctive flower—the chrysanthemum, comes out on top.

Even in late autumn, the early-blooming chrysanthemum petals poured all over the ground, leaving golden yellow all over the ground, but that color illuminated Liren's eyes, adding to the peaceful heart of reunion of people with a full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

...So, under such a situation, the Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation Party, which was broadcast live by the V of CCA in Beijing, was led by Emperor Qianlong, and more than a dozen participants participated in it——I am XX, and I am OO. You will live broadcast the whole process of the Mid-Autumn Festival Moon Appreciation Party in detail!Please stay tuned, please go away, wonderful things are waiting for you!

On the height of the throne, Qianlong raised his wine glass and looked around at his dear sons, daughters and sons-in-law of his daughters [Hello! ], looking at the grown-up children, recalling how stupid they were when they were waiting to be fed, gnawed on their fingers with saliva, and poured milk with their X-head in their mouth [Hey, hey! ], I can't help but feel the great comfort of my family's children who have just grown up.

Qianlong felt sorry for the moon, and couldn't help reciting aloud: "When will the bright moon appear—"

"The fifteenth moon is sixteen round——!"

Qianlong's face froze due to the unanimous response from below.

Regardless of it, Qianlong continued his poetic enthusiasm: "...ask the wine to the sky!"

"I've answered everything, and I'm still asking God?!"

... There was another chorus of voices below, but this time it was all booing, booing Qianlong so badly.

Qianlong was so angry that he slapped the table, "Is it you who read the poems, or I read them? - Presumptuous, all presumptuous!"

A pair of not-so-soft but slender and tangible hands stretched out, gently covering the back of Qianlong's hands. "Okay, okay, everyone just wanted to play a joke on you. Today's Mid-Autumn Festival is lively and lively, the emperor won't really care about the children, right?"

"Of course not!" Qianlong cupped the man's hands with tears in his eyes, pressed them on his chest, covered his face with his best look and said shyly, "It's Haoxiang who said you most intimately... my little glass heart You made up NIA~~"

His hands were tightly held on his heart—what a dangerous and fragile place, yet it was so easily handed over by the king of a country... Haoxiang's eyes were slightly moved. His eyes were even more sparkling at this time, which made Qianlong's heart itch.

"I……"

There was a sound of slapping the table and kicking the stool: "Hey! Huang Ama, you want to kiss me with your little stepmother, please wait until the moon viewing party is over? It is rare once a year to get together to watch the moon. You're tired of being here!"

Qianlong glared at the most joyous person in the seat——Yongzhen, and barked viciously: "What, what, bite me, if you don't accept it, bite me!"

Yong Xing was dumbfounded.

Qianlong continued to bark: "...as long as I am still your father and the emperor, you will be honest with me! - Let me sit down! Don't scare your little stepmothers!... Short oil! Generation after generation Generation~~yo!!!”

Without changing his face, Haoxiang retracted the finger that was placed on the soft flesh of Qianlong's waist, and shook it lightly—well, it feels good.

I saw the next seat, Yong Yan, pointed at his fingers shyly, lowered his head and muttered, "The Lun family...the Lun family are waiting for someone..."

Qianlong: "???"

With a shy little bun face, Yong Xing smiled and whispered, "The Lun family is waiting for Shanbao~~ Shanbao is on duty today, and he hasn't arrived yet~~"

Crowd down.

Wuying and Lanxin were the ones who were most protective of Yongxie, and immediately clamored to Qianlong, "Huang Ama, wait a little longer! If Shanbao doesn't come, this moon appreciation party will indeed be incomplete!"

As they said that, the two sisters smiled and looked like thieves, and winked at Yongzheng, "You want to treat us to a big meal".

Yong Xingmo: Actually, I really didn’t expect you guys to help me out… Nima, you all said something, no matter if you help or not, you want me to provide the exclusive information of me and Shanbao. Occasionally props, occasionally fun, and occasionally S that little M... Nima, I can't stand it anymore!

So...Yong Xing, you finally understand the truth that rotten girls are the scariest creatures in this world... this kind of truth? !

So, during the period of waiting for Shanbao’s arrival—because the children asked to wait for others, so any request made by Qianlong had to be kept... silent—Qianlong continued to write poems, reciting to everyone Those Mid-Autumn Festival poems he remembered:

"Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make a threesome with the shadows."

"A bright moon rises above the sea, when the horizon is OX."

"Bright moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground."

"Osmanthus falls in the middle of the moon, and the fragrance of the sky makes people fall."

...But Qianlong was so overwhelmed by this chanting.

Yong Qi timidly raised one palm, wiped the filth just spit out from her mouth with the other hand, and said cowardly: "Huang Ama...stop, stop...my son, I can't resist anymore ..."

Qianlong tossed his big braids, and asked delicately, "Is it swollen? Can't you stop your emperor Ama exuding a domineering air from the inside out?"

Okay, what a domineering leak...Yong Qi still looks timid, her voice is soft, listen