The Farmer Girl Gets Rich

He grinned lightly, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes showed the stars like shining light, but the stars were tiny, but there was no temperature, as cold as the ice in the twelfth lunar month.

Immediately, when the carriage stopped, his slender fingers took out a silver mask and put it on his face, covering the face like an immortal.

This is the closest place to the Jinluan Temple and the closest place to the back seat of the Jinluan Temple. Qin Mo got off the car here for all the upper courts, far away from the sight of the ministers.

This regent, who has never shown his true colors, has always been a mysterious existence in the Qing Dynasty.

Some people were not reconciled. They stretched their heads to look at the place where the Prince Regent got off the bus on weekdays, but they couldn’t see everything clearly. From a distance, there was only a touch of clothing, the extraordinary figure, and the night pearl, that The mask of silver Jue Jue.

A father-in-law had been waiting for the place where Qin Yi got off the carriage. Seeing the familiar carriage parked in front of him, the father-in-law stooped down and took a low stool and placed it in front of the carriage.

When the people in the car came, the father-in-law felt like an ice cave.

For so many years, although he has been leading the regent here to go to the hall, he never dared to look up. At this moment, he still dare not look. The aura of a fabulous man made him dare not even look at it. Out, he can only bend his body and lead all the way in front, respectfully.

Under the leadership of his father-in-law, Qin Yizhi went directly to the Jinluan Temple, where hundreds of civil and military officials erected on both sides, bowed their heads and nodded, standing respectfully.

Under a thick bead curtain, Qin Yizhi looked at the hundred officials of the Manchu civil and military with cold eyes. At this time, he chanted with a sharp voice: "The emperor is here."

Immediately afterwards, all civil and military officials all knelt down and shouted long live three times: "Long live the emperor."

Qin Yizhi also stood up and saluted behind him.

Only a slightly immature but majestic voice sounded in the hall: "Zhongqing's family is flat!"

"Thank my emperor, long live my emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live my emperor." After three shouts of long live, the ministers stood up again in an orderly manner and stood respectfully under the hall.

Looking at the slightly immature emperor above the hall, no one dared to show the slightest contempt.

Just because, behind the little emperor, behind the heavy bead curtain, a tall and brave man sitting in the back, sitting on the seat, but still tall, just feels like a thousand-year ice cellar behind the bead curtain Generally, people shudder.

Being courageous, he directly retracted his head, not daring to look at the bead curtain behind the emperor from beginning to end.

When Gu Xiaowan woke up early the next morning, she only felt refreshed, and she was very clear.

However, when I felt the stickiness and dampness under my body, it suddenly became red to the roots of my ears.

Although she had never had the stickiness under her body, how could she not know the intuition of an adult.

That is the most direct reaction of her body!

auzw.com Last night, the rush of pleasure and desire made her run back and forth between the clouds and the ground.

The body kept clamoring for more, so there was such a natural need.

However, Qin Yizhi stopped at a critical moment, thinking about it, besides being grateful, there was a trace of loss.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiaowan's cheeks were as red as an apple, and she mocked herself: "Gu Xiaowan, you are not ashamed!"

"Girl, are you up?" Xu Ye heard the movement inside, and Zuo who was standing outside waiting to be served suddenly asked.

Gu Xiaowan was in a trance, thinking about what happened last night, when she suddenly heard the voice of others, she was startled at first, and hurriedly said: "It's up, you come in, wait!"

Gu Xiaowan was about to tell Zuo to come in, but thinking of what she looked like at the moment, she just asked her to wait without thinking. After speaking, Gu Xiaowan jumped off the bed, stepping on the thick soft blanket with her bare feet as white as fat. After the closet.

I quickly changed the slacks inside. After I changed it, I said: "Okay, come in!"

Zuo standing outside was a little surprised, what happened to the girl today, what happened to it.

After coming in, she put the washing water on the wooden shelf, and then went to the back to change clothes for Gu Xiaowan. Seeing a pile of rolled up clothes on the side, Gu Xiaowan pointed and said, "A Zuo, go and burn this thing. Don't let the third one see it!"

Gu Xiaowan originally planned to cook it by herself, but Zuo has always been by her side. Where she is going, Zuo will follow.

It's better to let Zuo burn it all by himself.

"Yes! Girl, I'll burn it later!" Although he was curious about what it was, Zuo insisted on the master's things, not asking, saying, or doubting, and doing whatever the master asked him to do, not much nonsense, not much. Ask a question, don't ask more about things you shouldn't know, don't mess around about things you know.

Today, I was going to thank Shen Wenjun. Gu Xiaowan specially picked a calm but age-appropriate lake blue. After washing up and getting ready, Gu Xiaowan planned to set off.

"Go and ask again, is Miss Si willing to go?" Gu Xiaowan suddenly stopped and asked as soon as he reached the gate of Qingyuan.

Zuo led the way, and soon came back alone: ​​"Girl, Miss Si said that she will not go today. It is the same for girls to go! Miss Si will do embroidery work at home!"

Gu Xiaowan nodded approvingly, and looked at the direction of Gu Xiaoyi's courtyard: "Let's go!"

The Fairview Cloth Village is like an unknown cave. Some things happen one after another, which makes people have to wonder the purpose of this Fairview Cloth Village.

Although she, the head of Anping County, could not let a generation of great Confucian merchants have any unkind intentions, she must have a defensive heart. Jinxiu Cloth Shop should have less contact points.

At this moment, Shen Wenjun was staying in the house bored, closed for several days, and refused to go out.

Changsheng was pouting his mouth, leaning on the door, and grumbled aggrievedly: "My son, what's the matter with you? Why don't you speak?"

Changsheng murmured, no one in the room responded, it was quiet inside.