Women are most afraid of being said to be old, which is really annoying.

She is still a little girl!
Purple clothes Hou is an uncle to her, okay?
Purple clothes Hou corners of the mouth smoked. Are girls so strange in their thoughts?
"I mean, you’re mature now, and it’s no problem to communicate with me. It’s like the same generation is together and there’s no gap."
Same generation? Psychology is, but physiology is not. "You are still saying that I am old!" "
Purple clothes Hou Nai rubbed his eyebrows. Why are you like a child? "Mu Jiyue, can you be reasonable?"
She is like an adult at one moment and an unreasonable child at another, and she can’t catch the rhythm.
Ji month is acting according to the mood. "Didn’t your mother tell you not to reason with women? Because it doesn’t make sense. "
Why does she keep running on him? To put it bluntly, it’s because he peeked at her taking a shower!
Purple clothes Hou’s face sank and his brow flashed a trace of depression. "My mother died ten years ago."
Ji Yue was speechless. I’m sorry. I bowed to him. "… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to."
Purple clothes Hou looked gloomy but not angry. "No, that’s not your fault. It’s Sue’s fault, Song’s fault and Mei’s fault."
Of course, Sue’s family is finished. Then it’s someone else’s turn.
Until now, he didn’t hide his true thoughts in front of Mu Ji Moon.
He came back for revenge!
Ji Yue’s heart is very uncomfortable. It’s so desperate to have experienced it personally.
"Purple clothes Hou, if you want to cry, cry."
Purple clothes Hou Lai’s heavy heart was amused by her and she cried? "Silly girl, how can I cry if those people don’t cry?"
This is so sad. Mu Jiyue grabbed the sleeve of Ziyihou and vowed that "I will help you with the wind."
As soon as the words were spoken, she was somewhat shocked.
Up to now, she doesn’t even know Jiang Fengfeng’s real identity, okay?
Purple clothes Hou looked at her and cut her eyes with a warm color in her heart. "How can I help?"
In fact, the biggest purpose of his coming back is to protect her and take her out of the cold palace.
He didn’t do it, but she walked out of the cold palace and out of the palace step by step on her own.
She is clever and seemingly publicity, but in fact, every step is carefully calculated.
Ji Yue’s eyes rolled. "I don’t suggest that private assassinations ruin them by the emperor’s hand. Is this a solution to the problem?"
It is a matter of course that blood is needed to pay off blood debts.
Purple clothes Hou corners of the mouth drew a bell? Emperor? This metaphor is sour and refreshing.
"Just like I thought, the number of people killed by their emperors in those days is now returned one by one."
Chapter 94 I’m not blind
Well, in their eyes, the emperor is a body and a tool with no feelings.
Because the emperor sees them the same way. It’s fair, isn’t it?
Purple clothes Hou suddenly held Ji Yue’s little hand with emotion. "It’s good to have you in Ji Yue."
"What?" Ji Yue was surprised and forgot to withdraw his hand.
Purple clothes Hou’s eyes are slightly hot. "I have been walking alone for a long time. I have no companions and I can’t find anyone to talk to."
He knows best how to get through this decade.
In pain and perseverance, a heart is getting harder and harder, but there is a dark and bright eye that finds a trace of warmth and relaxation.
Ji Yue was stunned, and he felt the same pain. He couldn’t communicate emotionally like a normal person. He took revenge and gave up everything.
And she came to a strange era, lonely and confused, but there was nothing to say.
"Jiang Fengfeng, I am your companion. You can tell me what you want to say. I have a tight mouth and won’t tell anyone."
She made a naughty seam and moved her mouth, which was very cute.
Purple clothes Hou suddenly asked, "where is Nangong Hanxi?"
Ji Yue’s smiling face froze and then he sighed, "Don’t tell him if he is embarrassed."
He is an imperial clan, a queen mother and a royal relative, which will never change.
And she doesn’t like the emperor, and she doesn’t like the queen mother.
Purple clothes Hou’s heart is sour and hard to say. In her heart, Nangong Hanxi is different.
He hid his complicated thoughts and deliberately joked, "You are very special to him. Do you really want to marry him?"
Ji Yue looked naive and evil. "I am still a child."
It’s cute to play tricks. Purple clothes are amused. "Ha ha ha"
He will bring something to Ji Yue, and Ji Yue will open the box curiously. "What is this?"