The whole Tang house is busy. She saw Tang Meng!
She knew very well that it was the real Tang dream, and she had never been dressed so luxuriously after crossing it.
It’s a man dressed up as an official. This is the official of Dali Temple!
What’s going on here? !
Is this the original history? She didn’t cross it and didn’t change the real fate of Tang Meng.
The whole Tang house is full of joy, and the garden is full of excitement and excitement, and she knows many officials.
She approached the real Chinese dream carefully. It turned out that this was her. Although she borrowed her body, it seemed that this was the first time to see this miserable woman.
Just as she approached again, a high announcement came out of the door, "Taidian is here!"
Her heart suddenly swelled. It was Lingsi Night!
She didn’t know it was a few years ago, but her heart panicked. Will there be others beside Lingsi Night without her coming? What is the fate of Lingsi Yeyuan?
There are no redundant women beside him, but Yuntou has several masked handmaids holding boxes of wedding gifts.
Mrs. Tang and Mr. Tang waited on him with respect.
And a group of officials are also surrounded by the past. This guy has won the protagonist’s glory as soon as he comes. He is still dressed in black satin, and his facial features are more beautiful, cold and evil, and his eyes are hidden with a hint of light, or he is arrogant and domineering.
Tang Meng, a gorgeous official, slowly walked past, neither humble nor humble, and nodded slightly, saying, "I have seen Taidian."
"Qi Tang little gift" Ling Si night squinted and smiled and waved. He was about to turn around, but he accidentally waved a potted landscape aside.
It broke with a bang.
Suddenly the whole garden was silent, but Mrs. Tang made a cruel expression of eyes with a handmaid to one side.
In a panic, the handmaid knelt down and kowtowed again and again. "Damn handmaiden, handmaiden has disturbed the temple!"
"It’s not like you broke it." Ling Siye said casually, lifted her robe and squatted down. All her attention was folded here.
"What kind of flower is this?" Slightly asked seems quite interested.
"This is a kind of white essence flower Chunlan," said Mrs. Tang hurriedly.
Ling Si smiled at night, but no one was to blame this time. He got up and clapped his hands and walked towards the hall.
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Give the reader a long talk and don’t reap the grain
If you can’t read this chapter, don’t worry. There is another chapter written by Ma.
The tenth is the essence. One person, the essence has come back every time, but I can’t remember Si Ye. This is why Si Ye made a mistake and even forgot him.
And Sansheng III is Essence and Siye, two people, Sansheng III, five hundred years ago, the magic way was I, five hundred years later, China is I, and I will keep it a secret.
Thank you for rewarding the cat’s little bones, glazed flowers, misty rain, clear spirits, dancing happily, etc. To see the rolling advertisement, there should be some omissions in these four …
36 The Millennium Dream of the Thirtieth Century (China)
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Tang Fu is still busy and everyone follows Ling Si to the hall at night.
Tang Meng frowned in the garden and looked at the broken petals of the white essence flower in the porcelain vase.
She still doesn’t know whether this is her or not.
This is the sixth time that I have had such a meeting with Lingsi Night.
How can you not come back? I can’t remember anything, even if it’s a thousand times, even if it’s not a memory flower, but a living person. How can I remember what I came back to do?
A drop of broken bits was quickly cleaned by the handmaids.
Tang Meng wait for a while looked at his heart more and more painful. What seems to be sealed in his mind is holding up every nerve.
The pain is getting more and more painful.
It was so painful that she had to cover her head and turn around and look at the main hall, where there were so many lights and lights, and Lingsi leaned lazily in the main seat at night, squinting at the singing and dancing in the temple, while the real Tang Dream was out of place with all this, as if she were in mud but not stained.
She frowns and is not familiar with the real Tang Menggen. The chance is that she is more familiar with the gorgeous official in front!
"Tang Ying!"
She blurted out that it wasn’t a real Tang dream, that was Tang Ying!
What is this, a few years ago? Has Ningluo taken action?
Without her, the real dream of Tang Dynasty died at the gate of the western boundary!
She hurriedly walked past, but with no body, the lonely soul could see her.
Just as she was near Tang Ying, cherish love came over with a face of panic.
See Mrs. Tang’s eyes are full of sharp colors, which seems to warn her.
I cherish love, but I am afraid of it. However, I was just about to go out of the door and shot straight into several darts, which are not metal sharp weapons, but darts made of thousands of silk paper.
Tang Ying’s eyes sank, but with a wave of his sleeve, he easily blocked the thousand silk paper darts for cherish love.
Suddenly a room of fear.
"Somebody protect Taidian!" General Tang is the most calm and calm, and dozens of bow guards are protected in front of Lingsi Night.
But Ling Si’s handsome face didn’t panic at night, and he still leaned lazily and seemed to want to be a bystander.
Tang Meng was frightened and couldn’t think of anything. The bow-wielding bodyguard stretched out his hand to pull Ling Si at night, but he couldn’t touch her.
"Idiot, don’t go!" She can shout yes or no one can hear her.
Lingsi night is still that lazy look, sipping tea and watching thousands of darts shoot into the door one after another!