Descent of the Phoenix – 13 Years Old Princess Consort

Chapter 805

One word to overthrow the country, one word to destroy the country.

As a common saying goes, with the spring breeze flying in all directions.

If a gentleman does something and doesn't do something, the king of heaven is not willing to seize the four kingdoms with poison and abandon the great opportunity. Maybe he will get the attack of Ming island, which doesn't know where it comes from. This is the rumor that there is no head and tail. It immediately rolls up the spring breeze and spreads.

His face is as red as blood. He looks at the man Dynasty's culture and martial arts. He kowtows to xuanyuanche excitedly and adoringly. The three kings of Ming island look at each other, and Qi Qi throws down a cold hum. He takes a strong breath, turns around and flies away.

Ryukyu's eyes and mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled coldly.

"The emperor and his subjects are happy together when they are in Yonghe palace. " With a wave of sleeve robe, xuanyuanche looks at the hundreds of houses below, and the sound is everywhere.

"Set up the Yonghe palace, and the emperor and the minister will be happy together. "

At once, it is reported that the transmission will be carried out one by one, and it will blow up on the Tianchen palace.

Spring in March, golden.

The flowers are in full bloom.

When the night fell, the officials enjoyed the day, and the palace was filled with joy. Outside the glass hall, the night is like ink and the stars are bright.

Liuyue, a eunuch, leans on the trunk and looks up at Liuli hall. How long has she not been here? Liuli hall was once the happiest place for her.

At that time, I was only 13 years old. At that time, xuanyuanche was only 16-7, which was very nice.

The corner of the mouth slowly rippling smile, eyes rippling gentle. "Month. " A black robe inlaid with gold, xuanyuanche stood in front of Ryukyu, looking at the gentle face of Ryukyu, and shouted softly.

Lowering his head, Ryukyu looked at the xuanyuanche standing in front of him with his back against the big tree. He did not speak.

The night is graceful, a round of moon is hanging in the treetop, the silver light is sprinkled, enveloping everything hazy, the distant gongs and drums are noisy, the singing and dancing are joyful, the contrast of this side is more and more silent.

In the gentle moonlight, xuanyuanche looks at Liuyue, and Liuyue looks at xuanyuanche.

Looking at each other, we can see that the moonlight lengthens the shadows of the two people and interweaves them.