The royal family has a strict definition of its members.
Once a new member is accepted, he will be given the status of representative of Yu spy.
Once an old member is removed, he will be euthanized at night.
Good night. Release. The prince will be the prince.
Night butterfly's euthanasia is scheduled to be carried out two days later. Before death, family members are allowed to say goodbye for the last time. The time is from 2:00 to 2:30 tomorrow afternoon.
After the final judgment, Qingxuan left the Royal Guard.
The judgment was first received by Chuncan, because Qingxuan took photos first and sent them to Chuncan.
He also added a text: I'm leaving the palace. When you come to say goodbye tomorrow, I'm not here. You find a driver and don't drive by yourself.
He was afraid that she would be in a bad mood and that something would happen to her car.
Chuncan looks at the verdict and SMS, how can he not know the role of Qingxuan in it?
Thousands of words, can not express their gratitude.
Though, he sentenced his mother to death.
Qingxuan finishes packing and calls Tianyi. Then he leaves the palace.
He was looking at his cell phone all the way home.
However, Chuncan never replied.
He can't help worrying about Chuncan's mood and regretting that he would be too rash to show Chuncan the verdict directly.
That kind of smile seems to be tens of millions of tons of pressure, all of which have become clouds and drifted away, relieved.
Spring Pavilion.
Everyone was waiting at the gate of the main hall.
When Gu Baifeng came back with yean, yean was still wearing the clothes of a few days ago.
He cried all the way back.
Now I got out of the car, and I saw Yekang yewei was even more sobbing, his legs were not straight: "brother, Weiwei, whine ~ it's my damn, I should die! I am not worthy to be the descendants of the Qiao family. Wuwu ~ you should not save me, you should not save me! "
Yekang and yewei held him up and took him to the main hall.
Tonight, I handed a glass of water to yean: "An'an, you have some grapefruit tea first, go to the bad luck. It's all over. It's all over. We'll learn from it. There's no next time. "
Night Kang holds his face and wipes his tears: "we really didn't save you.
It's Qingxuan.
The final judgment is in his hands.
You don't know. Yesterday, Xiaodie spilled the freshly brewed coffee on his face. His face was full of blisters. He was cured by King Gongde. "