"What else can I do?" Flame son suddenly wrinkled up delicate small nose "has been completely controlled by that woman"

"Didn’t the Empress Dowager do anything to you?"
He is still curious about what will happen after the Queen Mother takes Daozong.
"Uncle Wang was sent to Yaner Master in southern Xinjiang and was confined, but he was not bullied."
Mrs. Yan said softly that Zhao was wrong about her words, which was not surprising. Even if the torch bearer assassinated the emperor, he could not kill it easily. Generally, he squeezed the surplus value after controlling it. How to say this ceiling power, the whole Terran may have less than ten people.
Chapter one hundred and twenty-five Zhao wrong trap
"and!"
Flame son suddenly clenched small powder fist hate said
"That woman also moved our Daozong Sangong treasure house! Yaner knows that those natural treasures belong to you, but she even took away all kinds of magic weapons! At that time, the excuse was that I lived in possession of extinct weapons and said that I would take everything away for inspection! "
"Uh …"
Zhao Cuo suddenly felt a little ashamed when he heard this, and thought of a passage he had heard. When others suspect that you have weapons of mass destruction, you’d better have it.
"Master brothers and sisters all say that the devil will move my roots after the year, but the specific restructuring is still uncertain."
Mrs. Yan said these words in a small-talk tone, and Zhao was wrong. It seems that it doesn’t matter what fate the Daozong will face.
"Don’t talk about it."
Of course, Master Zhao Xiaogong won’t live or die. He is still the victim of monopoly. After this time, he should have the opportunity to get the follow-up secrets of cultivation.
"Now that you’re here, double major."
He sat cross-legged on the bed.
"oh"
Yan Er didn’t bother to twist his body again and sat with him for a long time. The last two days before the double major passed in a hurry. Grandpa Zhao Xiaogong stole laziness these two days comfortably.
The devil said that even on the New Year’s Day, he would arrange errands for him, but there has been no news, and he certainly won’t find it.
However, on the 30 th of this year, his happy family life was broken.
"The Empress Dowager called your sister into the palace?"
You have to eat breakfast before you sit at the table. Zhao Cuo suddenly froze when he heard this from his sister.
"Aunt Fei Wu just came to take a message."
Still wearing a white Confucian shirt, Zhao Shangxin nodded gently, and his elegant oval face was fine. There was nothing to panic about, and he slowly filled his brother with a bowl of dumplings.
"Wrong, you are not nervous. Empress should call me to pull some homely things in the past. Today is New Year’s Eve, and Beijing’s bimbo should go into the palace to meet the empress dowager. This year, my mother was far away from the south of the Yangtze River before she changed to me."
"Is that right …"
Zhao Cuo frowned and ate a dumpling. To be honest, he really didn’t trust his sister to get in touch with the devil alone. It’s not surprising that bad women do anything.
"My sister went to the palace after breakfast, and the dinner invitation of Gongtonghuan tonight was also sent. After dinner, she sat in the official sedan chair and entered the palace."
Miss Zhao big light said
"no"
Zhao Xiaogong shook his head after he hesitated.