Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort

The anger of the chest twists and turns for several times, and finally returns to the place of Dantian.

The man and the woman are right. It's useless to be angry with them at this time. First, we should consider what reason to appease the frightened officials in the hall.

Take a deep breath. The empress looked out of the palace. The hundred officials sent her to show the little eunuch who had been running for three times to deliver the message, and clenched her silver teeth.

"Come on."

"In."

"Tell the three of them about the prison. At this time, wait for the emperor to come back to deal with it, set up his chariot, and go to see all the officials."

"Yes, I do."

The Empress Dowager set up to drive the palace's main hall of deliberation. The women in red, Xuanyuan Xuan, were put down in the prison respectively, waiting for disposal.

There is always someone who has to bear the blame for this.

Therefore, xuanyuanxuan was put into the prison of Mohe palace for the first time in his drunken sleep and enjoyed different treatment.

This is absolutely what xuanyuanche and ryukue couldn't bear to do.

The moon began to shine, the palace was ablaze with lights, the Empress Dowager began to think about what excuse to say this, xuanyuanxuan was sleeping in the prison.

It's a beautiful night that can't be described in words.

The scenery is clear, the blue waves are rippling, and the morning light is over the East China Sea. The softness and the sky make people relaxed and happy.

The beauty of nature between heaven and earth transcends everything.

In this natural beauty, ryukue and xuanyuanche's building boats are coming leisurely, leisurely, like spring outing.

"Empress Xiao's news is very clear."

Sitting on the cane chair at the bow of the boat, xuanyuanche played with the luminous cup in his hand, looked at the jar of red wine, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Just a few days after entering the northern Mu sea area, the wine sent by Empress Xiao arrived. Obviously, their whereabouts are very clear.

Ryukyu sits beside xuanyuanche, leaning against xuanyuanche, tasting the wine in his hand, and raises his glass to the golden sunshine.

Looking at the sunlight penetrating the luminous cup, the wine inside is as beautiful as blood.

"Just right, this wine feels good," he said

Yanhu and Qiuwen, sitting around the table, heard that they all laughed. Yanhu sniffed the wine in the cup and said with a smile.