The Return of the Noble Abandoned Consort

Qiao Wei woke up early in the morning, Ji Mingxiu was no longer there, and Yan Fei’s group of people also went out in succession. She was confused and seemed to hear the name of Yunxiao. I can guess that they are looking for the cloud. Oh.

Her mother didn't come over, but she took a box of two fruits and a few millennium ginseng, and came over with sweat: "You Huo Gong returned to the hidden family, and the two fruits were sent by Zhuo. The Millennium Ginseng is your own picking by Huo Shigong."

Huo Shigong was heavily wounded by the ghost king of Rong Rong. Before He Lan left the capital, he sent Xuan Yiwei to return him to the Tana.

Qiao Wei took the matter and put it on the table of the East Chamber. He asked, "Is the old man okay?"

Chaucer said: "Well, can't you go into the mountains to pick ginseng? You don't ask your grandfather?"

Qiao Wei raised her eyebrows: "Isn't the grandfather's body already being conditioned? I don't worry about him."

The words were comfortable, and Qiao was very happy. He said seriously: "The older people still remember more about hanging."

Qiao Wei smiled: "I know, hey, wait for the things here to be over, I will look at his old man in the Hui family."

"This is almost the same." Chaucer, who is afraid and afraid of Laozhang, is still very filial in his private heart.

Chaucer went into the East Chamber with her daughter, and when she saw her daughter busy, she cleaned up and frowned. "Why didn't you stop? Is there no one in the yard?"

Qiao Wei opened a small box and loaded a thousand-year-old ginseng into it. There were two ginseng seeds. She thought about it. One of Mrs. Ji’s wife and one cloud.

She installed ginseng and returned to Chaucer's words: "All went back, only green beads and Master Yang, but they are too busy."

"Ah! Look at me and see me!"

In the yard, there was a shout of excitement from his brother.

Then, with a bang, it was a sorrowful sorrow, the soles of the feet slipped and fell, and fell into the basin where the green beads were washing clothes, and all of them were wet.

My brother went in tears.

Qiao Wei glanced at him and took the dry clothes and changed it to him: "Is it necessary to know later?"

Hey, er, grievance: "Well."

After the brothers changed their clothes, they ran out without a heart. After a while, Jingyun came in and was wet.

Jing Yun: "Sister pushes me."

It didn't take long for Wang Shu to come in. Her body was wet, but she didn't fall into the basin. Instead, she washed her face with water. As a result, her face was not cleaned, and her sleeves and clothes were all wet.

Wang Shu: "Brother painted on my face!"

Qiao Wei helped the amount.

What was the illusion that my child was particularly well-behaved?

When she saw that the three kings had been plagued by three little nuns, she was not fortunate that her children were clever and sensible, and never gave her a mess.

It’s really right now —

The face is coming too fast, like a tornado...

It passed in the morning of the three children's toss.

Qiao Wei was finally busy, turned to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and looked at Qiao, who was taking drugs. "Is it right, my mother? Why didn't you see her?"

Chaucer poured the crushed medicine into the bowl, and put a few herbs to continue to grind: "Your mother went to the princess."

Qiao Wei gave a slight glimpse: "What happened to the Princess Mausoleum?"

"Oh, it seems to be." Chaucer was in the kitchen at the time, not too clear, only know that the sea thirteen Helan pours away.

"When did you go?" Qiao Wei asked.

"It didn't take long before dawn," Joe said.

"Hey and meditation are also about to go out at that time." Qiao Wei said, often the sun above his head, "It’s almost noon, why haven’t you come back yet?”

Joe said with a smile: "Do not worry, there will be nothing."

Along the way, the big winds and waves have passed, and it is unreasonable to return to the capital.

Qiao’s thoughts just flashed, and the voice of the green beads came from the yard: "Master, you... are you back?"

Qiao Wei put down her baggage and stepped out of the East Chamber. It was different from her imagination. She only saw the meditation, Yan Fei and Hai XIII, but did not see the ghost king, Yi Qianyin, Yunzhu and her mother. .

Didn't these people go to the Princess Mausoleum? How come back only half?

Also, what are the faces of these faces?

"What's wrong?" Qiao Wei walked over, stopped in front of Ji Mingxiu, and looked behind him. "What happened? My mother? What?"

"Isn't Greens come back?" Chaucer also walked out with a big eye. "You guys are two, what's wrong?"

Ji Mingxiu looked at Qiao Wei and said, "I am sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" Qiao Wei asked sullenly.

Chaucer looked down slightly on the steps: "What about the green? Didn't she go to the Princess Mausoleum with you? Why didn't she come back?"

Ji Mingxiu’s throat slipped a bit: “Mother she...”

Chaucer looked cold: "What happened to her, you said it!"

Hai Thirteen said: "Zhuoma she... she was locked in the underground palace."

When Qiao Wei was taken aback, his breath suddenly became chaotic, looking at the three people, and arrogantly yelling: "What do you mean by this? What is the green scorpion being locked in the underground palace? Are you going to the underground palace? You are not going Princess Mausoleum? You don't even have the keys, how can you get in?!"

Yan Fei said with great enthusiasm: "I blame me... it is me... I went to Mu Qiuyang and brought the Tianshui shield back..."

If they didn't get to the Tianshui shield, they couldn't open the door of the underground palace.

Now think about it, even this so-called Tianshui shield is also intentionally dropped to them by Mu Qiuyang. Mu Qiuyang is doing a full set of dramas. The Tianshui shield also hurts them. He did not guess that everything is a cloud.夙 Designed!

That **** is really too embarrassing, too odious!

"青鸾...青鸾..." Chaucer was not good for the whole person, his breathing became disordered, and his mind was blank.

Qiao Wei’s face was gradually white, and she squeezed her fingers, and the voice trembled and asked: “Why, why are you going to the underground palace? Is the cloud going in?”

Yan Fei said with anger and sadness: "We thought he was going in. I don't know if he didn't. He always misled us... The princess's jade couldn't open the underground palace. Four keys can be...he...he After we entered the palace, we took the key away... Dolma threw us out, she herself... I stayed inside... and the ghost king... The ghost king was also inside..."

Qiao Wei’s heart is hurting!

That is her mother, her mother, she waited for her mother to wait for two generations, so she was locked in the dark underground palace!

"Can't my mother come out?"

Her mother is so powerful, isn't it a stone gate? Can't you still hit it? Not to mention the ghost king? Together, can they still not open a door?

It is said that the man has tears and does not flick, but at this moment, Yan Fei can't control the sourness of his eyes: "I blame me...I am the master of the palace."

"The decision is in my hands. I don't blame you for this." Ji Mingxiu said with a twin eyes and turned into the study.

"Hey?" Qiao Wei asked.

Yan Fei was in the corner and silently wiped his tears.

Hai XIII said sadly: "Mrs. Cloud, she..."

"The son...what are you looking for?" Green Pearl saw a strange man outside the yard. The man was dressed in red, his face was exquisite, his temperament was like jade, except for his own family, Green Pearl had never seen such a country. The man of the Allure.

In the man's arms, holding a woman, when the green bead's gaze falls on the other's face, the scorpion's squatting is big, "Cloud... Cloud Lady?"

A few people rushed over to look over here.

Ji Mingxiu opened the curtain and walked out of the study.

Gongsun’s glass holds the unconscious cloud beads, slowly crossing the threshold and stepping through the yard.

Qiao Wei greeted her, and found her hand to touch the scent of Yunzhu, and there was anger, but the breath was very weak.

Ji Mingxiu walked down the steps.

Gongsun Changli did not say anything. After handing Yunzhu to Ji Mingxiu’s hand, he turned and left.

"Hey, hey!" Qiao Wei pinched the pulse of Yunzhu, and the light was cold, and said, "Hey, come over and help me see, I can't find the pulse!"

Chaucer took his heart and came over.

Yan Fei suddenly jumped out of the yard with a few steps, and seized the shoulder of the grandson and grandson who was about to get on the bus: "Where is the cloud? Are you with him? Why are you hurting Mrs. Cloud by you? You Why not stop him?!"

The sea thirteen ran over and pulled Yan Fei: "What are you doing? You are crazy!"

Yan Fei must tear the clothes of Gongsun’s long glass: "Where do you tell me where the clouds are? You said! You said! When the cloud smashed the hands of Yunzhu, where did you go? Why do you put her now? Sent back?"

Ji Mingxiu shouted him with a surname, and his tone was like ice: "Yan Fei!"

Hai XIII tried his best to make Yan Fei a sneak peek: "You don't want to get angry. Is it good? What is the work of the grandson and the grandson? He has long been separated from the lesser. He helped us to be a sentiment, not to help. This point, not to mention, he does not necessarily help, you should not make trouble."

This remark did not say anything wrong, nor did it carry any maliciousness. It could fall into the ears of the grandson and grandchildren, but each word was like a needle, and it was stinging with his heart.