"Brother, what's the matter?"

Ni Yajun finds that linglie's face is obviously not right. He takes a look at linglie's tightly held mobile phone and catches a glimpse of the sentence sent by Bai Liqiu. Ni Yajun's eyes are red!

People come and go to the airport, their hearts full of anger can not vent, across thousands of mountains and rivers in a number of countries, their hearts are more than enough but not enough!

Linglie calls bailiqu after a short period of grief. At this time, they are following the flow of people to the airport hall.

Not far away, a young man in a plaid shirt held up a sign with the name of Xia Jie, the father of lime.

The man is a typical white man with blue eyes and short brown curly hair. When he glances at the crowd at the gate and sees the silver wheelchair under Ling lie's body, he immediately waves his hands excitedly and says German: "look here! Here! Dr. Xia! Mr. Ling! Look here! "

Linglie just dialed bailiqu's phone, saw the man, nodded slightly, Ni Yajun continued to push him, Zhuo ran they all followed at the side, Xia Jie quickly stepped forward to meet and communicate with the young man first.

Soon, xiajie came back and said, "let's go. They drove here. We'll go to the parking lot and go to the hospital directly."

Linglie's talk with bailiqu didn't last long.

At the beginning, it was Bai Liqiu who angrily accused linglie of all kinds of mistakes. The more linglie listened, the more dark and deep her eyes became.

The more excited Bai Liqiu is, the more he loves Mu Tianxing, the more he likes her in his heart.

However, for a man with profound vision, linglie will naturally see more comprehensively. That is to say, Bai Liqiu's special feeling towards Mu Tianxing makes linglie let go for a while: "please take her to your place first. Please feel free to call me if you need anything. "

Bai Liqiu doesn't have a good airway: "you're not afraid that I'll abduct her, not give it to you? You are not ashamed that you cannot protect your own women and pretend to be a fake? "

"I am ashamed." Linglie said quietly, "but what about that? Do you really dare to rob me? "

In this sentence, Bai Liqiu almost choked to death!

He can't offend linglie for a star admirer, because he is still young and has a great future. His success or failure in seizing his wife is also related to his mother's safety and happiness. So he breaks his face with linglie for a woman he likes, and she still has linglie in her heart. This account doesn't pay!

Bai Liqiu seemed to gnash his teeth and say: "hum! I don't want to rob you. You know I can't help it! I don't believe it. One day, when you want to make a choice between the throne and Mu Tianxing, you will choose her! "

Linglie did not argue.

Bai Liqiu is a cousin. He doesn't care about the bickering sentences on the phone.

Moreover, if there is one day, how will he choose? The answer is firm in his own heart. He doesn't need to explain it to anyone!

"Please. I will arrive in the moye kingdom in about ten days. Please be sure to protect her all these ten days! "

"Hum!"

After the call, Zhuo ran and Ni Yajun help Ling lie into the car. The silver wheelchair is put away and put in the trunk. Everyone continues to get on the car and go to the place where Ling lie can walk normally again.

-- I am the dividing line of the coming glory return of the four young people -

the palace of the moye kingdom.

Recalling the past, standing in front of flowers, forgetting the spirit of dust, knowing each other for thousands of miles.

After basking in the yard for a while, Mu Tianxing felt that he should be safe in his palace for the time being in accordance with Baili Mo's attitude of pampering and trusting himself.

The enchanting ruby ring on the tip of the finger is beautiful and charming. It is full of noble spirit.

Mu Tianxing is idle. He always likes to play with this ring. He looks at the sun quietly.

She didn't really like it, or even hated it.

Because of its existence, the sapphire ring that Ni Xiyue gave her and uncle used to make an engagement proposal with her was squeezed out!

However, there are too many people around her. They are afraid that they will report her daily eating and drinking of Lhasa to Baili mo.

Acting, naturally like some.

The sun was burning at noon, and there were many fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Turning around, sighing, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat and went into the study.

Two palace maids were in close service. The other one quickly took the tea to relieve the summer heat, carrying it while following Mu Tianxing.

When she went back to the inner room, she was surprised to find that the desk table and the futon cushion on the floor had turned into a European rural dining table chair!

When was this prepared?

Lightning speed!

Especially she has been in the yard just now, no one has ever carried these things in and out!

Mu Tianxing suddenly remembered what he had seen in his study before. There was a whole wall covered by a large curtain.

She couldn't help thinking: is that the back door?

She took two sips of sour plum soup quietly. She still liked the sour jujube juice in Ziwei palace.

Put down the cup, she sat on the gorgeous and bright dining table, holding the basic fashion magazine and flipped it boring. With her eyes turned, she looked up at the palace maid on one side and did a writing job.

The palace maid went down immediately and quickly picked up all kinds of books, letters and pens.

Mu Tianxing waved and let them all go down.

She wrote on the table casually. Anyway, they couldn't understand Ningguo, so she didn't feel embarrassed.

Write a little, tear it off, knead it and throw it on the ground.

Write a little more, not satisfied, tear it off, knead it into a ball, and throw it on the ground.

So many times, she continued to write, pretending to meditate, pretending to draft.

When she finally wrote down a paragraph, she smiled contentedly, tore it off, and learned the way that boys fold love letters to girls in middle school. She folded it into a heart-shaped one and put it in her pocket.

She won't tell others. In the space between writing and drawing and throwing away, she took the opportunity to record the pronunciation of several words she recited with Ningguo characters and hid them in her hand.

No matter how good the memory is, there will be forgetting and errors. She must write them down when her memory is clear. If she has a chance to see bailiqu, she must show it to bailiqu at the first time!

And just then, Baili Mo came back.

He came back to accompany her for lunch. In the past, as long as he went to the military office, bailima almost never went back to the palace to accompany any concubine for lunch.

Looking at the paper ball everywhere, his face changed, he took a big step up and back to pick up a piece of paper and opened it. He suddenly shook his head with tears and laughter, and a heart that provoked doubts was put back in his stomach in an instant.