The Concubine’s Daughter Comes Around

However, thinking that it may be impossible to see the woman with bright eyes in front of him in the next second, Wu Jitian quietly made a small abacus in his heart, raised Dong Ling by his hand and went to the lively market

Go.

Dong Ling was dragged by a puppet, and before responding, he heard Wu Jitianyi righteously say, "My king can repay my life-saving benefactor."

Later, she was torn away by "Drunk Wind Tower".

This is South Street's well-known signature building. The pavilion is covered with flowers, birds and fish ponds, and banana leaves are covered by several famous opera actors. The singing voice is graceful and crisp, the figure is sloppy, the drinkers

He stared intently at the center of the pillar.

He lost himself secretly, but still apparently clicked on the signs in the building.

There was only a look on Dong Ling's face. She raised her eyes and swept up and down the living creature in front of her, and said sarcastically, "Where do you feed the pigs?"

The words came to Wu Jitian's ears, but he changed his taste. He smiled and joked: "Daughter Dong is really ingenious, and she compares herself to a pig?"

"You!" Dong Ling was speechless with his wit and was thinking about how he could turn back, but his stomach growled at the right time.

She glanced down at this table of precious dishes, and couldn't help discerning any more, and buried her head to eat.

Wu Jitian saw this situation and did not know why he felt very fulfilled.

Dong Ling silently ate a brace, and when he looked up, Wu Jitian already held her head to admire her for a long while and praised, "Ms. Dong has a good appetite."

Dong Ling's eyes rolled up into the sky, "Because the prince is the East, then I naturally cannot be polite."

"That's right." Wu Jitian smiled brightly, looking at her eyes full of stars again.

Feeling the fierce gaze from Wu Jitian, Dong Ling turned the words in a panic, "I'm done, can I go now?"

It seemed that Dong Ling would say goodbye so quickly, the smile on Wu Jitian's face was frozen for a moment.

But Dong Ling looked so earnestly that the solidification at that moment was very short, short enough that she even wondered if she had caused Wu Jitian's mood to fluctuate.

For Wu Jitian, she admired and respected her.

But what kind of existence does he have?

Is it a visitor of Pingshui, or is it a character who does not conform to the fortitude of this era?

Within the few seconds that Dong Ling's brain was moving fast, Wu Jitian's deep voice came, "Beijing personally thought that in addition to your favorite foods, your women also like rouge gouache.

Are you very concerned? "

"Huh?" Dong Ling froze, what is this man thinking?

"The meaning of the king, this meal alone is not worth the valuable body of the king."

Then the corners of his lips were soft, and he fluttered, "You say yes?"

His voice was very charming, and Dong Ling's heartbeat suddenly missed.

"Yes ... ah no, no ... yes." Dong Ling was stuttering severely at this time, and she was surprised that she would be so nervous.

When did she start to gradually remove her defenses from the man in front of her, and when did she start, as long as she saw him, her heart would slowly feel safe.

Definitely, as if the wobbles of the first half of her life had nothing to do with her next half of her life, as if there was light wherever he was.

Dong Ling had already seen herself through the mirror like a mirror, but Wu Jitian, she carefully tried it again and again, but after all, there was no way to peep into his heart.

What kind of existence should the man's buried past have?

Feng Yunjin is the most coveted thing of Wu Wangcheng's golden ladies when they got married. The collar and sleeves are uniformly dotted with red agate.

Dong Ling's hands brushed Feng Yunjin slowly, and there was a hint of crimson on the cold face.

On the side, Wu Jitianfeng's eyes narrowed, looking at the subtle facial changes of Dong Ling, raising his hand and knocking on the sandal wood table in front of him, with a big hand wave, "wrap all these."

The boss lady was a little bit embarrassed, and shouted, "Hey ... the ladies in the city are waiting to use this batch of brocades. I'm afraid it's wrong for you ..."

Wu Jitian insisted, "My benefactor loves it. What do other women do with me?"

Dong Ling quickly waved and refused, just picking some silk brocade.

When bidding farewell, Wu Jitian proposed that he wanted Dong Ling to continue to **** him back to Beijing.

In the face of Wu Jitian's kind invitation, Dong Ling's mood could not help but gradually become heavier, a dark color flashed under his eyes.

If you follow Wu Jitian, then according to the identity of the other prince, the convenience she can get is greatly improved, especially she is the other's life-saving benefactor,

Isn't this a treatment everyone can afford?

As long as she can successfully get on the line of Wu Jitian, her value will definitely not be able to match the past, not only can she go to a higher level, but she can also skyrocket.

By that time, no one would dare to insult her and his mother in Dongfu's house.

While Dong Ling was thinking about it here, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside, and then the door was pushed open from the outside, and Zhu Mo and Li Fugui were full of heads.

Khan rushed in.

Seeing this scene, Dong Ling frowned slightly, put down the satin that had been picked up in his hand, and quickly hugged a handful of bamboo ink that was breathing heavily, asking: "such as

What happened to this panic? "

"Not good! Today, the girl Jade, who is next to her, went out to purchase today, but she didn't come back. We have searched just now and I haven't seen her ...

In this Dong's house, Jade is the favorite personal aunt of her aunt, and her aunt is like her own mother to Dong Ling.

"How is she now?" Dong Ling thought of her aunt since the first reaction.

"She's resting now, and she's very anxious."

Dong Ling asked again, "Do you know where Jade was purchased today?"

"I know!" Zhu Mo quickly nodded, and said anxiously: "Miss, slavery will take you here, please follow slavery."

Dong Ling didn't say much any more, nodded slightly, then turned his eyes and said to Wu Jitian, "I agree to **** you back to Beijing! But I have to give me a few days to wait for me

After the good things at home, I will rush to **** you! "

Wu Jitian couldn't help but stare at the eager eyes of Shang Dong Ling.

He was used to Dong Ling being calm and calm before facing crisis.