In addition, Xue Pan wished he could give his sister to Jia Qiang...

Forget it, what can Aunt Xue even feels distressed?

I can only sigh in my heart that my children are all debts!

In addition, Ping'er and Xiangling both have bodies in Jia Qiang's room. They already had a pair of children. If they survive, who knows how many more will be?

It is said that things are precious because they are rare, and so are children.

If there are indeed more than ten or twenty, the more they are born, the less favored they are before.

It’s not unreasonable that the emperor loves his eldest son.

So she turned a blind eye to some things, and was so happy to see Jia Qiang and Baochai heading south together...

Jia Qiang looked at Baoyu and smiled, saying, "Men should still have a mind, be more tolerant, and live a life that is not real. How to live a life is harmonious, beautiful, poetic, or a messy place, and it is actually all in the men. But you don't have to hurry, you should also think more and think about it."

Jia Mu was obviously very satisfied with Jia Qiang's words and nodded, "This is the reason for living!"

I saw Xiangling and Xiao Jixiang again, Xiaojiao and twelve small opera officials stubbornly happy, not far away, and I enjoyed the feeling of being the boss.

Ping'er was in another place, and was joking with Keqing, Qingwen, Zijuan and others.

Such a family can be happy and not betrayed the dog's brain. Jia Mu looked at Jia Qiang and said, "You can live a life. The Jia family should prosper in your generation! When you come back, the two of them may be born. The Wenlao must bring them with you, not a sneer."

Aunt Xue smiled and said, "It's a festive thought. I have to see you next time. The old lady may have to add a few more people at home. At that time, I have to bother the old lady for a few more hosts!"

When Jia Mu heard this, she was so happy that she couldn't stop talking about it and said, "It's hard to say? How much should I eat, please be enough!"

However, he suddenly became sad again and said, "I just don't know if I, the old woman, was still there..."

...

Shenjing, imperial city.

On the dragon boat in the West Garden.

Queen Yin saw the pain and fell asleep after taking A Furong. Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly and sighed softly in her heart.

Good fortune makes people feel bad.

Every time the illness occurs, the emperor will be incontinent.

And the reason of a day will disappear at this time.

She didn't know what this man who had been wise for most of his life would become.

As the night became darker, Yin Hou walked to the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The eyes in the phoenix eyes gradually became cold...

However, she had not been depressed for a long time. After returning to the imperial case, she picked up a red pen and submitted a memorial for Emperor Long'an...

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Chapter completed!