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Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was full of sarcastic sarcasm: "after the eldest brother is buried, take back the jewelry and silver money once given to them and drive them out of the priest's house!"
As a woman, although she was not ashamed of what they did, she did not want to kill them. Although these people were slaves in the priest's house, she had the right to fight and kill.
Zhuang Minghao's body was parked in the mourning shed for five days. According to Zhuang Xiaoyu's request, it was buried.
Zhuang Xiaoyu fell ill again.
The Lantern Festival is coming.
Qin Wuyan wants to go to qingmingtai for baptism. After the saint lights the flame, he prays to God for the people under the attention of all aristocratic families and the people to ensure good weather this year
Zhuang Xiaoyu lay down on the pillow and coughed one after another. He coughed out of breath.
Nanny doesn't know what to do.
Qin Wuyan patted her on the back, "I'll pray to God. If your disease can be transferred to me, I'm willing to bear all the pain in the future."
Zhuang Xiaoyu took a breath, took the medicine handed over by Qin Wuyan, drank a few mouthfuls, and the itching in his throat was finally suppressed.
She sat up straight, arranged his hat, clothes and belt, and told him, "ah Yan, I hope you can be a good priest who cares about the people of the moon city. Don't follow my father's old path."
The man is handsome and heroic. Just sitting quietly on the bed, he has a calm and majestic momentum. If it is not for the tenderness flowing from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, he will spread the cold of strangers.
It seems that only in front of the woman in front of him, the man's cold and threatening momentum will converge.
"Well, I will be the person you want to be, and I will be the high priest you want me to be." Qin Wuyan stroked her long hair: "you keep it at home and wait for me to come back."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded and raised her hand slightly, trying to trace his eyebrows.
Qin Wuyan leaned forward slightly and approached Zhuang Xiaoyu. Zhuang Xiaoyu's finger fell on his cheek. "Ah Yan, my eldest brother and second brother have passed away. In this world, only my father is left among the blood relatives. Will you let him live and grow old naturally?"
"Yes." Qin Wuyan's thin lips pasted on her forehead: "even for you, I will let him enjoy his old age."
This concession is nothing to outsiders, but for Qin Wuyan, I don't know how much resistance he has encountered.
But if the last high priest is still alive, the next high priest cannot ascend.
All the rights enjoyed by the high priest unconditionally cannot be fully used by him.
Those who follow them and offer themselves to the altar are not easy to explain.
Moreover, Zhuang huaisen is also Zhuang Qingyun's enemy. Zhuang Qingyun has no intention to let Zhuang huaisen go.
These are all the problems Qin Wuyan has to face. Zhuang Xiaoyu has no idea what Qin Wuyan's easy promise means to him.
It seems that for fear that Zhuang Xiaoyu won't believe it, Qin Wuyan promised: "when I come back from Qingming platform, if you are good, everything that happened before will be written off. Shall we start again?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, "OK, you have to keep your word!"
"Fool, if you can do what your husband promised you, it's a matter of course. You should get better quickly."
After the two talked to each other, Qin Wuyan finally comforted Zhuang Xiaoyu. At the urging of Zhuang Qingyun, he left the priest's house, took the guard, sat on the chariot and went to the Qingming platform
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Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was full of sarcastic sarcasm: "after the eldest brother is buried, take back the jewelry and silver money once given to them and drive them out of the priest's house!"
As a woman, although she was not ashamed of what they did, she did not want to kill them. Although these people were slaves in the priest's house, she had the right to fight and kill.
Zhuang Minghao's body was parked in the mourning shed for five days. According to Zhuang Xiaoyu's request, it was buried.
Zhuang Xiaoyu fell ill again.
The Lantern Festival is coming.
Qin Wuyan wants to go to qingmingtai for baptism. After the saint lights the flame, he prays to God for the people under the attention of all aristocratic families and the people to ensure good weather this year
Zhuang Xiaoyu lay down on the pillow and coughed one after another. He coughed out of breath.
Nanny doesn't know what to do.
Qin Wuyan patted her on the back, "I'll pray to God. If your disease can be transferred to me, I'm willing to bear all the pain in the future."
Zhuang Xiaoyu took a breath, took the medicine handed over by Qin Wuyan, drank a few mouthfuls, and the itching in his throat was finally suppressed.
She sat up straight, arranged his hat, clothes and belt, and told him, "ah Yan, I hope you can be a good priest who cares about the people of the moon city. Don't follow my father's old path."
The man is handsome and heroic. Just sitting quietly on the bed, he has a calm and majestic momentum. If it is not for the tenderness flowing from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, he will spread the cold of strangers.
It seems that only in front of the woman in front of him, the man's cold and threatening momentum will converge.
"Well, I will be the person you want to be, and I will be the high priest you want me to be." Qin Wuyan stroked her long hair: "you keep it at home and wait for me to come back."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded and raised her hand slightly, trying to trace his eyebrows.
Qin Wuyan leaned forward slightly and approached Zhuang Xiaoyu. Zhuang Xiaoyu's finger fell on his cheek. "Ah Yan, my eldest brother and second brother have passed away. In this world, only my father is left among the blood relatives. Will you let him live and grow old naturally?"
"Yes." Qin Wuyan's thin lips pasted on her forehead: "even for you, I will let him enjoy his old age."
This concession is nothing to outsiders, but for Qin Wuyan, I don't know how much resistance he has encountered.
But if the last high priest is still alive, the next high priest cannot ascend.
All the rights enjoyed by the high priest unconditionally cannot be fully used by him.
Those who follow them and offer themselves to the altar are not easy to explain.
Moreover, Zhuang huaisen is also Zhuang Qingyun's enemy. Zhuang Qingyun has no intention to let Zhuang huaisen go.
These are all the problems Qin Wuyan has to face. Zhuang Xiaoyu has no idea what Qin Wuyan's easy promise means to him.
It seems that for fear that Zhuang Xiaoyu won't believe it, Qin Wuyan promised: "when I come back from Qingming platform, if you are good, everything that happened before will be written off. Shall we start again?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, "OK, you have to keep your word!"
"Fool, if you can do what your husband promised you, it's a matter of course. You should get better quickly."
After the two talked to each other, Qin Wuyan finally comforted Zhuang Xiaoyu. At the urging of Zhuang Qingyun, he left the priest's house, took the guard, sat on the chariot and went to the Qingming platform
Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was full of sarcastic sarcasm: "after the eldest brother is buried, take back the jewelry and silver money once given to them and drive them out of the priest's house!"As a woman, although she was not ashamed of what they did, she did not want to kill them. Although these people were slaves in the priest's house, she had the right to fight and kill.Zhuang Minghao's body was parked in the mourning shed for five days. According to Zhuang Xiaoyu's request, it was buried.Zhuang Xiaoyu fell ill again.The Lantern Festival is coming.Qin Wuyan wants to go to qingmingtai for baptism. After the saint lights the flame, he prays to God for the people under the attention of all aristocratic families and the people to ensure good weather this yearZhuang Xiaoyu lay down on the pillow and coughed one after another. He coughed out of breath.Nanny doesn't know what to do.Qin Wuyan patted her on the back, "I'll pray to God. If your disease can be transferred to me, I'm willing to bear all the pain in the future."Zhuang Xiaoyu took a breath, took the medicine handed over by Qin Wuyan, drank a few mouthfuls, and the itching in his throat was finally suppressed.She sat up straight, arranged his hat, clothes and belt, and told him, "ah Yan, I hope you can be a good priest who cares about the people of the moon city. Don't follow my father's old path."The man is handsome and heroic. Just sitting quietly on the bed, he has a calm and majestic momentum. If it is not for the tenderness flowing from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, he will spread the cold of strangers.It seems that only in front of the woman in front of him, the man's cold and threatening momentum will converge."Well, I will be the person you want to be, and I will be the high priest you want me to be." Qin Wuyan stroked her long hair: "you keep it at home and wait for me to come back."Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded and raised her hand slightly, trying to trace his eyebrows.Qin Wuyan leaned forward slightly and approached Zhuang Xiaoyu. Zhuang Xiaoyu's finger fell on his cheek. "Ah Yan, my eldest brother and second brother have passed away. In this world, only my father is left among the blood relatives. Will you let him live and grow old naturally?""Yes." Qin Wuyan's thin lips pasted on her forehead: "even for you, I will let him enjoy his old age."This concession is nothing to outsiders, but for Qin Wuyan, I don't know how much resistance he has encountered.But if the last high priest is still alive, the next high priest cannot ascend.All the rights enjoyed by the high priest unconditionally cannot be fully used by him.Those who follow them and offer themselves to the altar are not easy to explain.Moreover, Zhuang huaisen is also Zhuang Qingyun's enemy. Zhuang Qingyun has no intention to let Zhuang huaisen go.These are all the problems Qin Wuyan has to face. Zhuang Xiaoyu has no idea what Qin Wuyan's easy promise means to him.It seems that for fear that Zhuang Xiaoyu won't believe it, Qin Wuyan promised: "when I come back from Qingming platform, if you are good, everything that happened before will be written off. Shall we start again?"Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, "OK, you have to keep your word!""Fool, if you can do what your husband promised you, it's a matter of course. You should get better quickly."After the two talked to each other, Qin Wuyan finally comforted Zhuang Xiaoyu. At the urging of Zhuang Qingyun, he left the priest's house, took the guard, sat on the chariot and went to the Qingming platform
