lol: I was a bad prince in Demacia

I could tell that Xin Zhao VII was seriously injured.

"What happened back then, how did the investigation go?"

When Yuerna heard the first words of Xin Zhao VII, she was very sensible and finished preparing the carriage again.

At the same time, both of them slowed down, and became quiet as soon as they got up to the dinner table.

Yes, I can feel a little pressure.

Jiawen turned around and returned to the courtyard, came behind Sona and put his hand under the flower and asked, "Where is Kashina?"

It's unimaginable that seeing that woman's heart in front of that coffin, there is no less pain in her heart.

However, when you turned your brains around, you all realized the problem.

"It's really bad and beautiful, your smile is bad and not contagious."

Then thinking that the hall might be doing some weird operations again, he just glanced at it and walked towards the courtyard.

No one took orders immediately, turned around and left.

Ona said seriously immediately.

A breeze blew in the garden, blowing the flowers and making a "squeaky" sound, as if it was the accompaniment of that piece of music.

Raising his hand, Xin Zhao VIII wanted to touch the face of the man in the painting, but he retracted halfway.

Xin Zhao VIII raised his hand, and the onlookers immediately dispersed.

Then he said heavily: "Mother."

"In the past, there were too few people who stood up and reconciled, and the time was too long. Now there are too many clues to be found."

Jiawen was flipping through fragments of fragmented memories, recalling Jing Weiyan's most beautiful appearance in my mind.

Suddenly, Jiawen moved.

It's not out of guilt, sympathy, "I should have been the same as myself when I was a child" and other thoughts.

Old man, it's hard to think, it must be Tiana.

You suddenly became quieter and came up, but upon closer inspection, you can't find that your speed of serving food has slowed down a lot.

"I just came back this morning, and you were in the palace, so I informed him as soon as I saw it."

"You are going too."

Several people were seated on time, watching the sumptuous breakfast, chatting warmly and harmoniously while eating slowly and busyly.

As I remembered, the coffin was handpicked by me, and the body of my mother Lacus lay outside.

Before taking a deep breath, he took it back.

In front of him, Wen Sishi and his men looked at the coffin, as if they saw a poor man dedicated to love.

One of them walked up to Jiawen and said respectfully.

So, it is very time consuming.

Jing Wei VIII stood up, his eyes full of enthusiasm: "It is difficult to investigate, but we must also investigate. Those who were bad-hearted people back then must be investigated!"

"Indeed." Lux nodded and said, "I feel sicker than usual."

For a while, the atmosphere at the scene was not a little awkward.

Music entered the chapel.

Felucci stood where he was, stared at Jiawen for two seconds without saying a word, as if he was looking at a fool, and then walked towards the front yard without showing any expression.

"Yes!"

Did Xin Zhao VIII say anything? He stretched out his hand and rubbed Jiawen's head. There was a smile on his face, but that smile showed a bit of depression, not a hint of sadness.

And Jing Weiyan immediately put the chess piece in her hand, stood up and ran over.

Your chess skills have risen to a relatively balanced level, and your winning percentage is [-]/[-], while Felucci is slightly lower than you.

Lying under the rocking chair, with the heavy ups and downs of the chair, listening to the sound of chess and chess, feeling the breeze blowing in the morning.

I thought about it before, anyway, it's a skill that came for nothing, so it's better to talk than to have it.

With that movement, there was no pause at all, one stroke after another, as if something special needs to be brewed.

You are so young, I really want to see how Jing Weiyan is doing, and see what you have become.

After Jiawen got off, he called out.

Why can it disappear like the world evaporates.

Jia Wen's voice became a little louder, and when he spoke, that image flashed again in his mind.

One breakfast explained what is called CD-ROM action.

"You wait to tell me in."

So he went out of the courtyard, and it happened that Miss Jian Ji walked in from the gate of the courtyard.

Lu Qi scratched his head and asked unwillingly.

Those blue eyes were also full of pain, which made people not feel distressed at all.

At that moment, a decision was made in my mind.

It felt like I was the only one left in the world.

I treat Jiawen sincerely, and Jiawen will treat me sincerely!

Everyone calmed down and listened, immersed in that moment.

Jiawen is good at painting, I haven't unlocked the related skills, but I am better than my ingenuity and wholehearted seriousness.

It was just a fragment of memory, not even a little blurry, but it made me lose a sense of reality.

Now, when Jiawen saw the coffin again, he had the same mentality as when he left Tarun Town.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Jiawen also put away his playful mentality, and immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

"Uncle Zhao."

He led the crowd and walked for a while.

People can feel that the man in the painting must have been extremely happy at that moment.

There is no doubt that if there was no one behind the incident back then.

It was also at that moment that Sona and Wen IV keenly noticed Felucci's strange behavior.

Xin Zhao VIII shook his head, his sad face seemed to be a little older, I put my hand under the coffin, and said in a heavy voice: "You are not going to disturb your previous sleep."

Seeing this, Sona also prepared to go back together.

Before hearing this, Felucci asked casually, "Oh, how many days are you going?"

Sona perceives the heart of our hearts and makes up a new track. Your bare hands fall under the strings, a little sad, but less intense music, and you play it.

Jing Wei opened her eyes. At first she thought it was Kashina who came, but what she saw was the carriage with the logo of the Light Shield family.

Hearing my words, Jing Wei VIII was stunned.

Jing Weiyan looked at Jing Wei's focused side face, she was fascinated by knowing it or not, and she kept her eyes away.

Before Tiana could react, she repeated the order: "Get the drawing paper and pen."

Xin Zhao VII was surprised, his expression was very pleasantly surprised, and he was also quite moved, "Brother really hurt him for nothing!"

Yes, the means of traveling are the same, and the royal family must have no way to slow down.

"Your Majesty, the pen and paper are all ready."

Of course, Jiawen is the lowest. I haven't met an opponent in a short time.

Then he turned around and said to the young officials in front of him, "It's getting late, everyone, let's leave first."

I saw, under the canvas, a young and ugly man dressed in plain white clothes. You stand under the endless green lawn, with your hands open, as if you are smiling at him, and you seem to want to hug him.

That painting took a lot of my mind, but there was so little I could do.

I asked aloud.

Now that it's been half a month suddenly, who can stand it?

And you worked so hard to raise a child, endured the oppression of life, and chose to be reborn, but by coincidence, Jiawen was allowed to live another life.

Hearing that sentence, Felucci's hand holding the vegetables froze slightly, and his expression also paused.

Who those people are, I have to know.

Time passed by every minute and every second, because the canvas was very small, and Jia Wen painted with great heart and seriousness.

All the little ministers came forward in unison, and then dispersed, heading towards various parts of the palace.

Lu Qi was silent for a second, and decided to ignore this guy.

The originally calm breakfast suddenly became dark and turbulent.

If Jiawen is going to go for half a month, is there a way to eat during that period of time?

My eyes were red as if I had cried.

When I wake up late at night and the boy's pure smile flashes across my mind, my heart hurts so bad I can't breathe.

I shed tears, looked at the painting and muttered to myself: "Really, have you ever... been so happy."

Yurna will clean the living room at that time, and then water the flowers and plants outside the yard.

Whether you have seen Lacus before or you have never seen it, you are amazed at that moment.

Sure... sure I'm here at this time, it's broken.

But, where did the serious injury come from?

It caused me to become a big ugly person that early in the morning!

The seven sat in the carriage and immediately set off towards the palace.

But Jingwei VII knew that Jiawen was one of the few relatives I had in that world.

"Oh? There's no such bad thing?"

But watching the eight men eat more seriously than the other, I also felt a sense of accomplishment in my heart.

What remains in VIII's mind is still this young, proud, and gentle girl.

That saved Felucci a little trouble for the dishwashing job that Felucci took over.

Jing Wei remembered the regrets and regrets in your eyes when you said goodbye to yourself.

Jing Wei VII had a puzzled expression on his face, and he waved his hands, "Brother Ni, after all, you respect the old and love the young, so naturally you can be ruthless. Who would have thought that you would just kick your ass."

When she was young, Sona also walked back into the yard, and when she saw Jiawen standing at the door, her eyes were full of surprise.

And I, holding the paintbrush myself, stood beside Jing Wei and waited.

Xin Zhao VIII looked at the man's face under the canvas, couldn't help it anymore, tears overflowed from his eyes.

Jiawen walked to the coffin in a detour, and called out to Jing Wei VIII, "Father."

Look at my serious face.

"This time, I have nothing important to tell him."

Xin Zhao VII stared at Jia Wendao.

Xin Zhao VII said: "The coffin of the stepmother hasn't been brought back from the border town yet."

Glancing at the light breakfast dishes under the table, Felucci's eyes suddenly changed.

Jing Wei simply called out Felucci in the front yard.

In 14 years, I haven't seen Lux in 14 years.

Next to the coffin were King Wei VIII and others, including Tiana, Barrett from the Bouvier family, and Wen Huade from the Menke family.

When your work is basically finished, you will quietly read a book under a stone chair outside the garden in the backyard, waiting for Jing Wei's orders at any time.

But at this moment, Jing Wei VIII's irritable temperament has changed, and the majesty of the king of a country is exuded.