Chapter 1042, the poems and prose of the transformation

shook their heads: "Nothing, nothing. I just miss children."

What would she say, worrying about money? Isn't it obvious that you want money from your Majesty's Queen with your mouth open?

She quickly pulled back her arm and rushed into the kitchen without looking back.

Ling Xian sighed softly: "It should be like beans, but also like the breeze."

dinner time -

at home only a child in blue, blue because today did not resist chaotic talk, resulting in poetry tears, my heart has been very guilty.

At dinner, Zhuo Ran and his wife presented food. Ling Xian and his wife...