The lady who plays the piano sees Xuanyuan’s good looks, but her eyes are not lascivious. Instead, she looks calm and clear. It doesn’t look like a bad guy, but her maid-in-waiting is so fierce that she can’t help saying
Empress this man broke in in the middle of the night must be uneasy and kind-hearted, and still refused to give in.
I’m sorry, but I asked you to come to the bamboo garden.
Is in disrespectful XuanYuanZhou toward two people hand apology way I don’t know empress titles is.
How do you also look down on our empress? When I heard Xuanyuan ask the piano girl for her title, the pity son was once again stepped on the tail. The cat bared its teeth and cried. It wasn’t that the empress fell ill that night after she entered the palace. How could she stay in this cold place without the emperor’s favor as soon as possible?
I wonder how the maid-in-waiting can react so violently.
I’m sorry that the maid was rude, and the woman apologized softly on behalf of the maid-in-waiting Xuanyuan Zhou.
It’s Miss Shang Er of the Ministry of War, Xuanyuan Zhou. When I heard her title, I immediately knew that the Ministry of War was Shang Qiu Jing Chen’s knees and two women. This is his second daughter, Qiu Si. According to these two women, they are innocent and pure, but they are beautiful and moving, but they have a poor body and bones. Two years ago, the Queen Mother accidentally saw her heart and stool, and she was told to enter the palace to serve the holy driving. How did she expect that after entering the palace, Qiu Si was always sick? Finally, her brother let her rest peacefully. How did she expect that she had been living in this cold
You are the Temple of the Day King.
Qiu Si also remembered seeing this Xuanyuan day two years ago. At that time, he seemed warmer, but in front of him, he was melancholy. What happened to him? Somehow, she suddenly wanted to know.
It’s Xuanyuan Zhou’s answer
Day king pardon pity son a listen to is day report was startled plop a kneeling on the ground.
Get up, XuanYuanZhou. It’s said that Wang was reckless, but he listened to Jean and broke in unconsciously. Now it’s too late to stay and leave.
The words fell and the figure flew away like a dragon
Qiu Si one leng to react when his figure has long since disappeared after chasing the window.
The night wind rustled the bamboo leaves.
Somehow she felt a little disappointed.
Chapter one hundred Three drunken men
Fengyigong
The lights went out and the temple fell into darkness.
The night wind faded, the black robe swayed gently, and a golden mask flashed in the bright moonlight, and a light flashed through those deep and mysterious purple pupils, and then it was wiped out because the palace suddenly fell into darkness.
The footsteps stopped and her heart became heavy. She was no longer his own master, maybe not long ago, but he was deceiving others to think that being her shadow would protect her forever, but he forgot that she had married her husband, who was still high above the sky when he had to choose a shadow.
Looking back at the house deeply, the black figure suddenly disappeared into the night.
Gongwai avenue
A wine shop is located in a street lane. There are two lanterns hanging on the eaves outside the wine shop. The dim light shines faintly from the inside, making the two characters of lanterns particularly clear.
There are not many white bricks and gray tiles in the wine shop. There are several square tables, long benches and benches. There are several tea cups around the jujube black teapot.
At the counter, the chubby shopkeeper’s thick fingers are still counting on the abacus. Today, he entered a neck with a towel and the bartender dozed off.
Xiao er lai Hu JIU
Walking through the door, the man was tall and straight in a blue brocade robe. Zhang Jun’s face was expressionless and he sat at the table as soon as he came in.
When the shopkeeper saw the guest’s generous palm, he slapped the bartender’s head and pulled the bartender back who was dating the duke of Zhou, but he stared at him and fell asleep.
Still not quick to give the guest officer wine, the shopkeeper grumpily said carefully toward the store.
The bartender hurriedly wiped his face and walked to the blue robe man with a swish.
The waiter asked you what you want. It’s almost closing time. It’s really annoying to come at this time. On the surface, the bartender laughed and muttered in his heart.
The man who came to the pot of wine said coldly that he urgently needed wine to drive away all his unhappiness.
What kind of wine does the guest officer want, red bamboo or plum wine for his daughter?
I want the strongest and strongest liquor, and I’d better get drunk so that I don’t know anything.
If it’s small, let’s show the waiter a look. This waiter is full of thoughts and a master of drinking to drown his sorrows.
The man waved and fell into silence again.
The guest wine came, and after a while, the waiter came with a pot of wine on the tray.
The waiter in the slow shop let the wine leave.
Chu Yuheng put the lid of the hip flask on his head and drank a big mouthful of wine. The spicy wine entered the mouth from his mouth, and the burning feeling spread. He was almost choked and coughed, and a small amount of wine coughed and wet his skirt.
The shopkeeper and the bartender couldn’t help shaking their heads when they looked at him drinking so violently.
Chu Yuheng stopped coughing, wiped his mouth rudely, and then even drank two times. The spicy taste was very uncomfortable, as if his intestines were on fire, but he kept pouring wine into his mouth. Instead of solving his worries, he was more worried.
In the wine shop, he quietly filled his ears with wine, and the shopkeeper pulled the abacus sound, which made it particularly clear that he could not cover up the words that sounded in his mind.
Bend said that she didn’t love herself and wished her to find true love as soon as possible. It’s very painful to confess her love to Xuanyuan Night. Is she so eager to sweep herself away from her, or does she just hate herself?
I’ve never lost my pride in 20 years, but I’m not worth it. I’m rejected by love, but I still feel unwilling and don’t want to let go knowing that she doesn’t love herself and has no chance.
Have pity on your children.
