Legend of Fu Yao

The red eyes illuminate everyone's eyes. The dress itself has simple and elegant lines. The elegant and noble fishtail design, the front and the back of the line V tie is a bit gorgeous, neutralizing the slightly soft charm of Yuehua Jin. The bright red color is fascinating, and all the corners are decorated with gems, but it is not a common pearl or emerald, but an obsidian with a big finger, and a black ochre flowing like Baoguang. The scorpion, flashing in a bright red flaming.

Such beauty, this kind of conciseness is extravagant and aggressive, and the black and red Zhuang Ning is not charming and gorgeous. It is amazing that the people in the room are pumping together. This is just a piece of clothing. What kind of style is unparalleled when the peerless beauty puts on it?

Meng Fu shook his eyes and praised him: "Good! My original design used sheep fat jade. Now it seems that the obsidian is more dignified! Who changed it? It is really wonderful!"

The long-term grandson laughed without a word, looked at the dress, and dreamed of her wearing a dress, thinking about such beauty, isn't it better to share it with others?

This dress was designed and raised by himself. This obsidian was personally changed by him. His support was supposed to be the best thing in the world.

Meng Fu waved the dress and praised it. He smiled and said: "If I put it in the place where I used to stay, this dress is very suitable for marriage..."

She said that half of the sudden stop, the hand on the dress did not move.

For a long while, she turned back and looked at the protagonist of the grandson, and the grandson smiled and raised her eyebrows.

Meng Fu shakes and glances at the gown, takes a breath, leans his chest against the table, and stares at the protagonist.

"You said, what is this dress?"

The long-term grandson laughed innocently and answered quickly: "Become a pro-dress."

Eyebrows, Meng Fu shakes his teeth: "I have promised?"

"I have asked you, are you sure you want this dress?" The grandson promised to give Altman a mung bean cake. "Your answer is yes."

"But you didn't say it was a wedding dress!" Meng Fu shouted.

"I didn't say no." He smiled softly, but he only looked at how treacherous in Meng Fu's eyes. "You see, you just saw the clothes and felt that it was a wedding dress, indicating that you have a clear mind, just pushing the boat in the water." I don't know."

He raised an eyebrow and screamed and laughed at Meng Meng. "I actually know that you really want to marry, but I mean that you can take care of your face."

Meng Fu shakes the knot and smashes the table.

"I didn't promise to get married!"

The long-term Sun Wuji turned to feed the queer, this kid does not like snacks like to drink moderate water. Your majesty waited for the emperor, and left a sentence.

"You promised."

"When did I promise..." Meng Fuyan suddenly bit his tongue.

In front of him, the great-grandfather Wuji suddenly spread his palms, and his palm was flattened with a piece of paper. He used her Queen's Seal, and signed a national book with her dog's name.

Meng Fu shakes it and grabs it, hurriedly finishes, and his face collapses.

He is in the name of the great-grandchild and the name of her, the joint signature of the seal to tell the world's knotted book!

There are also long ceremonial schedules and a list of invited guests. All of them should be signed by the emperor's wedding ceremony.

There is also a long-term grandson proclaimed the instrument of returning to the palace, and the name of her old man is also impressive.

Meng Fu’s face was blue, white, red, and colorful.

Even if she is a pig, this time she also understands that the long-term grandson is playing with the Ming dynasty, the road is dark, Chen Cang’s bottom is pumping, the sky is over the sea, the man’s bitterness is counted, and the murder is counted. She remembers the private seal of the word cover that she signed on the pile of books because of impatientness. To be crazy - this fox knows that she has no patience, deliberately mixed the key things in the pile of things, and now she has to repent and anger, who is angry? At that time, the clerk of the ritual deliberately took the book out and asked her to review it. She was interrupted by impatientness!

As for the returning to the palace, Meng Fu shook and cried, this broken thing also told the world, the long-term Sun Wuji clearly told the people, she Meng Fu shake, the husband's harem disbanded, then, you have all possible to become a mistress Women are running away, you are not married yet? Can you tell me?

Widely informed that this is the case, and she has her own seal proof, she will repent, the face of the long-term Sun Promise is all over.

狠 poison drop man!

Meng Fu shakes his teeth.

Ming knows that she can't make him a laughing stock in front of the world, knowing that she doesn't care about her name, but cares about his reputation. It is dead and born.

The long-term grandson holds three baby, lying lazily, not worried about someone's green face.

He knows that she is very good, and her face is terrible, but it is just a thunder and lightning. After a while, it is naturally calm.

It’s best to be arrogant, and to be trustworthy. As long as she recognizes it, no matter what the reason is, she will be responsible for it. Now she understands that the ceremony has already been announced to the world, and naturally it will not be awkward.

The long-term grandson lazy and lazy, feeding the children a little pear juice, smiling.

How can I secretly marry you?

How can I go through all the hard work, but I don’t want to work hard at the end?

I want you to be my most beautiful queen. Before the world, before the world, tell the wind and the sea, the five continents, you are willing, just belong to me.

... Don't forget the emperors, all of them are dying, not willing to stand up!

Half a sigh of relief finally calmed down, rubbing his nose, rubbing his eyes, trying to save.

"So, actually, don't it be so complicated? I will allow you to take the quilt to my palace tonight, can't you?"

The great-grandchild smiled very, and had no opinion. "Okay, you know, I have always respected your opinions."

Meng Fu shook his eyes and immediately ordered the **** of the palace to give his Majesty another bed. He smiled and glared at her. When the bed moved, he slowly swallowed: "In view of my special status, every move is related to the world, and this bed is not The sloppy, I mean, the grand ceremony will not be completed, and when the guests come to Qi, they will do a bed-lifting ceremony, telling the world, invite the Wuzhou mainland royals to observe the ceremony, and then witness the bed under the witness of the Wuzhou royal family. Roll it up to your palace."

"..."

What is real poison? This is.

Meng Fu shakes the inside of the cow and imagines the scene of the emperor's majesty under the witness of the Wuzhou mainland royal family, taking advantage of the bed to go to his bedroom, and found that if this fierce scene really happened, he would not have to see anyone in his life.

She believes that the powerful Majesty really does not mind being placed in her bed under the eyes of the crowd.

Meng Fu looked at the sky for a long while, and said: "I just made a difficult decision. I decided to choose the latter between the illegal cohabitation of the quilt and the public declaration of the marriage."

The long-term grandson reveals the smile of "wife is the most embarrassing."

Therefore, in the state of Queen Meng’s dissatisfaction, the final operation was started. All kinds of matters have already been properly taken care of. Because Meng Fu’s identity is arrogant, the ceremony is also doing its best, and the Ministry of Rites is preparing the ceremony. It took a lot of pains to rummaging through the royal wedding festivals of the past. The specifications of the ceremonies, the big ceremonies, the ceremonies, and the celebrations were all higher than those of the empresses. The residents were also in the ceremony, and the officials of the rites were also uncertain. After a long debate, the awarding of the book requires the dispatch of the embassy to the Queen's Mansion to book the Queen. The house of Meng Fu Sha is the dragon bed of the great-grandfather. How can it be awarded? Do you want to go to Dawan? However, Dawan is not a country without a urgency. In terms of identity, Meng Fuyao and the great-grandchild are completely equal. He did not accept the necessity of his essay. The ritual Shangshu had no way at the end, so he had to hand it over to Meng Fu.

The old minister was sent to deal with Queen Meng again. Queen Meng saw the guy from the second door. She immediately smiled very unsmilablely. She laughed and the two outsiders suddenly snorted and wondered: "So good weather, how suddenly I feel cold..."

The long ceremony list was dragged directly from the book case to the underground. Meng Fu shook his head and did not move. The palace girl had not had time to pick it up. Altman had already laughed and climbed to tear it.

The priest, the priest, was kneeling in the ground, full of cold sweat and dripping, trying to rescue and not dare, watching the paper fluttering in the heart of the slogan: It was the study of the 23 officials of the Ministry of Education, 熬 宵 ah ah ah ah ah hoped that the Queen would stop, As a result, I heard the woman leisurely: "Altman, you can't tear it, change direction."

"..."

The **** sat on his mother's lap, his eyes half open and half closed, and a pair of uninterested gestures. However, when Meng Fu Sha had just snatched the list of remains from Altman's paws, just watched a paragraph, and **** suddenly pulled his mother's clothes. Meng Fu shook his head and looked at him. Queer was very smart and pointed to the side of the milk cake, ah, ah in that direction.

The milk cake dish was a bit far away, Meng Fu shook him and got up to get it. Just stood up and heard a "squeaky" sound. Looking back, the list was divided into two pieces. Look again, I didn't know when the cool children's shoes would drag a long list around the table legs, and one hand caught in his own hands. Meng Fu shakes him and the list is torn apart.

Ministry of Rites: "..."

Princess Changchun Chunhua has been playing on the carpet all the time. She saw the red paper list fragmented and floated like a butterfly. It was very beautiful, and suddenly the eyes lit up. I climbed over and grabbed the most beautiful shape. I was careful and ready to wait. Give her a beggar.

Ministry of Rites: "..."

The enthusiasm of the officials was instantly destroyed by the three devils. Meng Fuyao apologized to the Ministry of Rites for his sincerity: "Ah... I am sorry, no more."

Shi Lang: "..."

"That's it." Meng Fu gently hugged her family's calm queer, stepping on Altman's clothes and not letting him climb her back, the eyes sweeping the long-term spring flowers on the mirror applique yellow Inadvertently said: "Our weddings have no precedents to follow, then there is no need to follow them. It is not necessary for all of these colors to be collected. Please ask the people who are invited to do the things that should be done."

When I reached out and threw a piece of paper, "I would like to invite them according to this list, and ask them not to honed them. Come early, Meng Fu has a surprise for them."

Her eyes lingered on those names. At the beginning, they gave me a lot of magpies, and they were very hesitant. In the end, the long-term grandchildren made a faint sentence.

He said: "They must want to see your happiness with your own eyes."

Meng Fu shakes silently, thinking that several emperors are based on one country. Since then, the situation has changed. No one knows what will happen in the future. For example, they are the ones who are in the world, and they want to reunite and fear that they will be in the foreseeable future. Anyway... Goodbye.

Suddenly she was a bit sullen and waved her hand.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites only retired, and glanced at the list, and then glanced at the three on the ground.

Got it, it’s still a surprise, is it amazing?

Be my heart

(External book)

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The rule of the rule of the third year, late spring and early summer.

The water flowing through Zhongzhou is as clear as the jade belt. It flows from the outer city to the inner city. The water flows like a mirror. It reflects the bustling prosperity of the Tongyu Avenue. It reflects the Shili Imperial Street, the color silk is flying, the red is hanging green, the rich and festive colors are dyed, and the spring breeze seems to have The color.

In the spring breeze of the goose, yellow and green, some people gently swayed by the stream and picked up a crystal stream. The clear water flows from the white palms, splashing like pearls, and igniting a circle of softness.

"The years have passed, it is like running water." Looking at the dripping drops of water, the man with black hair and white clothes, the tone is as cool as the water.

This Luoshui water flows through the whole of Zhongzhou, and at the moment, is she also in front of the Promise Hongguang Temple, the water is a hand, and the mirror is shining?

Time is changing, it seems like the water is flowing, and now she must be more fragrant and bright, but he has been ruined by the light at that time, and the red is not changed.

"Your Majesty, be careful with the cold." Someone came from behind, gently put on him a purple cloak, plain and delicate, and carefully put on the ribbon, the man never looked back, but coughed up slightly, the shoulders of the thick cloak were miniature.

"Your Majesty..." The bright woman’s frown is light and wrinkled, worried about low calling.

The man looked back in the spring breeze in April, and his eyes were a little embarrassed. Then he smiled and said, "Nothing, I want to run, go back to the carriage, and the officials who are welcome by the Promise should come."

An Yirun carefully helped him, feeling that the man's body became weaker and thicker, and his heart could not help.

"Your Majesty, you, this shouldn't be..." I couldn't help but want to say what I always wanted to say, but I was shocked by the back of the first look.

She was a little embarrassed, holding his fingers cool.

His body is not as good as one year. In the past six months, almost all of the state affairs have been approved on the couch. The Central Palace and the Harem Palace have already prepared for the worst. The only prince born to her has been carefully cared for and Taking away from the Xuanyuan main hall Chengming Hall, but did not expect that at this time, his Majesty would have been invited by the Promise of a paper, he would continue to go to other countries to participate in that other people's wedding.

The Promise, the Emperor of the two kings of the Cang Cang, the Sun Wuji, and the Dawan female emperor Meng Fu shake the knot.

This is undoubtedly the most popular marriage in the history of Wuzhou, but it should not be the reason for the Xuanyuan Emperor who is already a residual candle in the wind.

An Yirun looked at the Zhongzhou City with the lanterns, and thought about the newcomer who was known as the legend of the Wuzhou. Even if she was far away from Xuanyuan and raised in the deep deep palace, she inevitably heard of the woman, and she was unparalleled. Above the nine miles, step by step lotus.

In her eyes, with a faint yearning color.

She was born in an ordinary, the biggest official that her father had done was the Qipin County magistrate. However, it was such a humble origin that made her a success. The Chengqing Emperor Xuanyuan was unwilling to go to the future after the big reason, so the grassroots The female flew on the branch and became the only priest who gave birth to the emperor.

Xuanyuan Harem, a lot of ordinary scorpions, An Yirun does not know why it is himself, got the lucky one, she often lost her eyes, he looked at her like that, so affectionate and lonely Like looking at a distant shadow through her, Yunshan is not a must.

Just like this, he saw the water in the state of Luoshui, but he saw another horizon.

"Is there a makeup box?" Zong Yue half-closed, half-hearted in the car, suddenly asked.

She is a bit of a second monk who can't figure it out, but hurriedly put on her own makeup – her knees seem to be mild and light, but in fact it is a very cold person, he may not ask too much, but she does not dare not be gentle.

"The powder is no longer needed." Zong Yue did not look at those, faintly said, "Nothing seems to be paler."

She was there, suddenly felt cold from the heart.

"Ok?"

Still a light voice, she did not dare not move, shaking her hand, opened the gold and silver engraved rouge box.

She wants to take the water red that she used to be, "Golden Sugar", but Zong Yue refers to the light cherry red, "Tiangong Qiao".

Light white lips, shallow cherry red.

In the same color, the rouge is in the palm of the hand, and the cheeks are thin and thin, and the pale and faint color goes, the brilliance is bright, and the grace is like jade.

She looked at it and remembered that the man who first saw the palace in the year, the man with the golden crown of the jade in front of the Kowloon screen, looked down. At that moment, she saw his glass-like eyes, and his cheeks were red and his cheeks.

But two years.

She felt that her eyes were a little moist, so don't go too far, outside the car, a long report has been heard.

The officials of the Promise Ministry came to welcome the Emperor Xuanyuan.

Three days later, the Hong Kong Hall of the Promise of the Promise Palace, the emperor's knot ceremony.

From the main entrance of Chengjingmen, An Yirun looked at the palace decoration with some strangeness. The Promise is heavy and the water is blue, but the interior and exterior of the palace are decorated with bright and bright red. The lights are bright, but they don't see the mighty welcoming ceremonies. In her view, although the Promise Queen is also a Dawan female emperor, it is impossible to marry from Dawan Qianli, presumably in another state in Zhongzhou. Going to the ceremony to commemorate the book, the Queen of the Phoenix walked around the city, crossed the main entrance of the palace into the main hall, and was greeted after the ceremony.

She was strange there, but there were no strangers around her. Zong Yue was a smile and muttered: "What kind of tricks she wants to play..."

When the officials were waiting outside, the VIPs of all countries were invited to the Hongguang Temple to wait for the Kyrgyzstan. The group of people walked from the side of the main hall, and a large group of people came over from the opposite side. The eyes of Zong Yue in front of the house lit up and left the peace of mind. Run, stride past.

He walked too fast, and the officials and guards who guided the Promise of the country quickly rushed to the past, and An Yirun couldn't keep up. He had to stay behind the palace.

"The maiden is rare to visit my Promise Palace. Anyway, Ji Shi has not arrived. Waiting for you and Xuanyuan Emperor are not in the temple. You may wish to take a look at the surrounding scenery by the slaves." The director of the Promise Palace who was in charge of the guide saw her being left behind. Hey, smile and fight the round field, An Yirun gratefully nodded, a bit strange, no matter the country, regardless of the folk style or the palace, it gives people the feeling of being free and open, and the Xuanyuan Palace, which is condensed and nervous, is quite different, so she can let her play at the palace at the moment, is it the Promise? After the emperor, are you afraid of someone with ulterior motives?

Sure enough, I don’t want to overlook the peerless emperors of the Five Continents.

A group of people walked through the cloister, and the female official smiled and pointed to a water bridge in front: "The Queen of the Queens will be greeted by the floating bridge and enter the main hall..."

Her voice suddenly stopped, and her fingers did not move straight ahead.

An Yirun was leaning over to see the living water under the bridge. He felt that it was wrong. He looked up and followed the direction of the female officer’s finger. He saw a strangely dressed woman on the white stone square in front, and was striding across the square.

She is tall and slender, her hair is tall and tall, she has no decoration, she wears a red and black tight-fitting short-sleeved dress. It is a bit like a man riding a suit, but it is more neat and graceful than a man riding. The black trousers are in a tall red long Inside the boots, walking up the road to make a big step, even if it is far away, there is a special kind of eye-catching strength, like a flame, burning in the white square.

An Yirun suddenly felt that his phoenix-embroidered gold-encrusted pearls were very cumbersome, and the golden jade and jade beads were very stupid.

The woman’s mouth was still open, her fingers were still straight forward, her eyes were wide, and she couldn’t speak. It’s a far cry from the maturity and elegance. An Yirun thought she suddenly committed. What kind of emergency, busy his own palace to help her, and opposite, the woman's eyes and eyes smartly turned over, saw them at first glance, first carelessly passed, then turned back, carefully looked at An Yirun Suddenly, I opened my eyes and smiled and ran over.

She ran to this side, "咕咚", the female officer of the Promise Country suddenly fainted.

"Oh, how did Cuihua faint?" The woman was still far away in the square. She blinked close and took the pulse of the woman officer. She listened and smiled. "Excited, I see It’s too hard recently, you send her to rest.”

A few waitresses behind her took the person to leave, and the cool woman turned her head.

An Yirun suddenly glare.

The sun has not yet fully risen, and a line of bright light shot on the glazed tile of the red hall in the distance, which is dazzling, but after the woman's peerless glory, it is just a stiff background.

For a moment, An Yirun lost all his mind, and he only repeated one sentence in his mind: there is such a woman in the world...

"Oh, are you a country palace?" The woman was familiar with her, holding her hand and cheering. "I am looking for an outsider to help me refer to my new idea... This is too much in this palace." Personality, I said everything is good, there is no suggestion, and I am urging me... Come, come, let's go and see."

Her mouthful of words, An Yirun, did not understand at all. She only vaguely knew that she seemed to be thinking about herself. She felt that she did not want to refuse. However, the woman looked so smirkingly that she could not export.

Although this woman is dressed in a strange style, but the temperament is noble and bright, the manner of doing things is not a leisurely, can walk freely in this Promise Palace, presumably the Promise of the Promise, which is the favorite of the palace or the minister, and An Yirun feels that he is far away. Still don't want to marry the owner's intentions.

The woman who has been boring and deep in the palace for a long time has arrived at this promise. She only feels that everything is fresh and fresh, and suddenly she is alive and alive. She wants to be bold and come back, and laughs: "Okay."

The woman opened her eyes and smiled, pulled her away, and said to all the people following the palace: "You are all left."

The Promise Palace stopped immediately, but the Xuanyuan Palace people hesitated and refused. An Yirun looked at each other's bright eyes and suddenly felt that it was safe to be around her. He also said: "The palace will come."

"Go." The woman pulled out and she was taken out of her own body.

The woman took her across the square and wore the cloister. The seven rounds and eight rounds, the long boots and the boots on the golden floor were crisp, and An Yirun looked at her enviously, hating her high-end embroidered shoes.

Then she looked up and suddenly widened her eyes. - When did he enter the main hall that had not yet opened?

However, is this the main hall?

Looking at the regulation and grandeur, it is the Hongguang main hall that I saw far before. There are a lot of emperors, and there are already a few cases on the four sides. But before the front of the Kowloon screen, I took a slightly higher platform. Wisteria entwined with pink crepe on both sides is woven into an arch shape, encrusted with countless flowers, peach and plum, fresh and burning.

The emperor's throne is supreme in the world. No one can touch it. Have you ever seen it modified into such a strange and strange?

But it is so beautiful... An Yirun’s eyes flashed a hint of glory. After waiting for the Promise Emperor, is it necessary to join hands with this beautiful flower arch?

"This platform is really a headache." The woman looked at the arch and looked at the arch. She seemed to be dissatisfied with the big shake. "The flowers are like, the ribbons are easy to handle, the wisteria is still more lively and smart, but the balloons! How about the balloons?" do!"

"balloon?"

"Balloons!" The woman turned her head in a burning voice. "Don't you really want me to use pig urine? No, the guy will never agree."

An Yirun knows that this woman is difficult to understand, does not ask, thinks, smiles: "What is that?"

"The round, the flying." The woman made a stroke, "Pink, squatting on the arch, and when it was untied, it would fly."

"That's not a kongming lantern!"

"Oh!" The woman’s eyes lit up. "It’s a real awakening dreamer!"

"I just wandered my thoughts on how to make a balloon. I forgot that the Kongming Lantern is also an ancient balloon." The woman smiled and smiled. "This is easy to do. I called the Neiku Lights Division to immediately make a small hole lamp. In a round shape, the outer pink silk yarn has a charm than the balloon."

"Kongming Lan is a blessing." An Yirun also came to the interest, suggesting, "What wishes do you want?"

"Wishes..." The woman suddenly calmed down and silently said, "I actually have everything. If there is any wish, I will give it to my friends..."

“It’s a blessing to be your friend.” An Yirun sincerely admired and asked, “Are you a promise or a foreign woman? Is it responsible for the wedding ceremony?”

The woman looked at her, her eyes suddenly flashed a trace of color, and then did not answer and ask, "What about you? You are not a Promise, who is the mother of the country?"

An Yirun licked his cheeks and said, "The palace is from Xuanyuan, and the seal is safe."

"It turned out to be Anzhen Niangniang." The woman looked at her look even more embarrassed, suddenly lost the clear and clean, a few times to stop and say, half a question before gently asked, "Chengqing the Great, everything is good?"

"Good..." An Yirun replied lighter and suddenly felt depressed.

The woman looked at her expression, her eyes flashed a trace of grief, no longer asked, slowly retreating, retreating the arch, sitting down on the throne, slowly said: "...I wish him everything is fine... ..."

An Yirun hurriedly looked up at her and screamed at the exit, but was shocked by the sadness of her face, just slamming her mouth and looking up.

She, she, she was so sitting on the sacred throne!

Not afraid of copying the family!

However, when she looked up at the woman on the throne, she suddenly felt that it was the place where she should be born. She did not have the funny and disrespectful of the chicken, but only the innate nobleness and nature. She was just like that. The elbows leaned against the cheeks and looked at the distance, and they bowed to the world, and they swayed Wanfang.

An Yi Run’s heart was so stunned that he didn’t dare to say a word.

For a long time, she heard the throne above, surrounded by flowers, the woman said faintly: "Do not ask for spring in the four seasons, do not seek life than pine, do not ask for flowers, do not ask for the iron, just want to spend often, people Growing up, confiding one's life, never living together."

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"where did you go?"

And the woman broke up, from the main hall to bypass a secret cloister, to the partial hall, Zong Yue has been seated, the eyes of doubt cast.

"Going to the net..." An Yirun slowly sat down and suddenly didn't want to mention what had just happened.

She is a little embarrassed. Everything just too novel is too unreal. It is like a fascinating and dazzling dream. It has never been seen in the past 18 years, and there will be no more in the future. She wants to hide this dream in her own memory. In the future, in the long deep hospital life that is destined to be long and lonely, I will slowly think back to that light color.

Zong Yue’s spirit was not good, only a bang, An Yirun turned around and saw the left chief, a black robes man, ebony-like hair and eyes, as bright and dark as the obsidian under the bright spring, rise up The line of the chin is straight and clear, such as a "one" that does not hesitate

This must be the country that won the Scorpio in one fell swoop, and the world of Wei Ling, who is known as the Great God of the World War.

The emperor was very silent, kept drinking, and did not want the palace to give him alcohol, a cup of drink drunk very quickly, and a few rounds of jars filled with wine, really huge. He has a wind-like temperament, a fire-like aura, and a lazy Xuanyuan Emperor, two types.

On the right side is a woman with gorgeous clothes, Jiufeng Corolla, Lily, and Zhu Hongfei Feng Fengyu, the pair of amber eyes are more invented, and she is talking to a gentle man in her cyan robes. In the happy place, the wine glass splashed in the hands and splashed on the sleeves of the gentle man, he was not annoyed, but he smiled and wiped his eyes, his eyes were mild.

Needless to say, this is definitely the Queen of the Winds, Yalanzhu, and the Great Yan Emperor Yan Yan.

These are the top figures in the world, who dominate the emperors of the continent of Wuzhou. Although they are not laughing, An Yirun thinks that everyone’s laughter seems to have a little bit of loneliness and sorrow. Touched, but everywhere.

What are the things in these Weiling worlds that can make them lonely and sad?

The high-level report of the ceremonial officials came, and the outside world was very happy. When the time was up, the distinguished guests were invited to move to the main hall.

Emperor Huang first stood up. After Xuanyuan’s seat, he took Zong Yue and smiled. “You are not dead yet?”

An Yirun was shocked, but he saw that his emperor was not angry. He only said faintly: "You are not dead, how can I be willing to die? Today is a good day, I don’t see you smoke, how can I die?"

"Very good." The Emperor was not angry. He took his arm and looked at it for a while and nodded. "That would be a long time, and whoever looks at the jokes."

"Can you not die in this happy day?" Yalanzhu, whose color is gorgeous, turned his head and said, "A good day!"

She also carefully looked at Zong Yue, handed out a colorful kit from the sleeve and handed it over, "Poison, love to eat."

Zong Yue smiled, Yan scared over, said: "Xuan Xiong brother, the fire bat beads that I sent people from the previous days, can I use it?"

"Okay." Zong Yue nodded and smiled. "It’s really stupid to accept the medicine. You are stupid, forget what I did?"

"The doctor can save people and save themselves, don't be so conceited." Yan scared and persuaded, "Look at your temperament."

Zong Yue smiled, An Yirun looked at his cherry red lips, and his heart was slightly bitter, but there was also a slight comfort. From these conversations, the relationship between the countries dominated was good, which was in the fierce Wuzhou continent. It is a miracle.

And this miracle is said to come from the courage and wisdom of a woman.

An Yirun looked up to the glorious Hongguang main hall under his eyes.

Dawan female emperor, Meng Fu shake, what kind of person are you?

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韶乐起,百官拜, Jinshui Square, Wanshan, Huguang, the main hall of the glory.

The music is not an ordinary royal music, the tone is weird and nice, reminiscent of warmth, happiness, happiness and love.

After the VIPs entered the hall, they still noticed that the arches were strange and quiet, but they had noticed that many small pink holes were attached to the arches. Under each lamp, a deep red kit was attached.

One courtesy, it is obviously different from the Wuzhou mainland after the ordinary seal, there is no gold book case, the guests arranged to observe the gold case on both sides of the main hall.

"Hello is driving -"

The hundred officials were embarrassed, the guests stood up, and their eyes were flushed to the outside of the hall. An Yirun slightly raised his eyes, and he was curious about the famous emperor who was known as the great emperor of the five continents.

The long light and shadow of the sun turned around and saw the people who came together with a smile. In a colorful light, An Yirun suddenly lost his breath. The woman on the left was tall and slender, and she was red and bright like a fire. Skirts, draping like a dark light flowing, so pure and luxurious red, shining everyone's eyes, long skirts are different from all the five continents of the continent, the lines are concise yet beautiful and smooth, elegant and noble fishtail design, before and after A line of deep V-tie is a bit clear and clear, neutralizing the slightly soft charm of Yuehuajin, which is the bright red color. The corners of all the corners are jewels, but not common pearls or emeralds. It is a black obsidian with a big finger, and the obsidian flowing by Baoguang, like the scorpion of countless double-color enamel, flickers in a bright red.

Such beauty, such a concise but extravagant and aggressive, black and red Zhuang Ning in the bright and beautiful, suddenly amazing.

And her face, but not by the unparalleled beauty of the world, the dress is so beautiful, the color will be more radiant, the open and bright eyebrows, carrying the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, carrying the wind, Carrying the next **** fire, but also carrying the moment, long love and deep happiness.

Dawan female emperor, the Promise Queen, Meng Fu Sha, to their own wedding, to the future of marriage, to the Wuzhou mainland friends and friends, happy and tearful eyes, in the lifetime of surpassing the coronation for the emperor that even more beautiful.

On her side, the peerless man of Wuzhou mainland, the emperor of the two generations of the celestial celestial princes, the protagonist of the great sun, the rare black, the black agate-like flowing crystal of the same month, the Huajin brocade, the sleeves neckline precision overturned embroidery gold line dragon pattern It matches the flaming long skirt that is fascinating, and the elegant and elegant black also lining out the man's skin like jade, Ronghua chastity, like a round of Zhao Zhaoming, so glory, rising Between heaven and earth.

He dragged her in the arms, all the way to the road, laughing and looking down, everything in the world has been worthwhile, only she is in his arms, filling all the dreams and shortcomings.

In the past, the time passed by like water, and the past has been filled with the golden brick road of Hongguang Temple. This road uses his blood to make carbon, muscle bones for salary, and a heart-rending furnace to make a thousand plans, thousands of thoughts, and deep Buried under her footprints, helping her above the nine, step by step lotus, helping her beyond the dream, and finally into her arms.

Looking at the eyes of the two men, An Yirun suddenly wet his eyes.

She may not be very clear about the love story of this peerless monk, but at this moment their mutual gaze makes her instantly wet the heart.

She looked at the face with ecstasy, thinking about the woman who had just blessed the blessing in the hall.

It is you, it is you, it can only be you...

In the hall, everyone can't help but straighten their backs. Everyone's look, joy and harmony, and happiness and coexistence.

He and she