[69 Book Bar - www.] Taking a few steps forward, Long Yini looked proudly at Jun Yanran, who was in a miserable state on the ground and was crying. Her pink lips pursed lightly, her smile was like a flower, and the clear palm prints on her cheeks added to the
A little cool and elegant.
"No matter how much you reject it, the same blood bleeds in you and me. Unless you are dead, this is an indisputable fact! Do you understand? My good sister..."
The dappled light is like water, reflecting that alluring face, which is unparalleled in beauty. Holding flowers and smiling, she is like a fairy walking out of a brocade painting. She is so cold and noble that no one dares to look at her.
"Yanran, are you okay? Does it hurt? Does it hurt?"
Pushing aside the whispering crowd, Feng Ziyi quickly came to Jun Yanran's side, thoughtfully took off her coat and put it on her body. Her pink lips were pressed tightly, and her eyes as clear as morning dew were full of heartache and love.
"Ziyi, help me kill her. Go and help me kill that bitch!"
Under the warm fur robe, she clenched her fingers into fists and shivered. The scattered black hair covered most of her face, but under the exquisite willow eyebrows, those magnificent watery eyes full of hatred, resentment and jealousy could not be concealed no matter what!
"Okay. As long as it's what Yanran wants, Ziyi will do his best!"
With a gentle manner, he helped Jun Yanran to a plum blossom tree. Feng Ziyi smiled lightly, pulled out the sword from his waist, and walked towards Long Yini. Under the sun, his cheeks were so smooth that they could be broken by a blow, and his bright eyes were
There was a faint light that was more beautiful than glazed jade.
The sword rises...the sword falls...all in an instant! The exquisite sword fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, making a pleasant crisp sound!
Feng Ziyi was stunned, looking at the man in front of him who was wrapped in black and remained indifferent, his delicate cheeks turned pale...
"Two, second emperor brother?"
Under the red plum blossom tree, Feng Zhisu was dressed in a dark fur coat, with silver hollow hibiscus borders exposed inside the gown. She wore a jade belt around her waist and held an ivory folding fan. She looked like a noble and elegant figure.
"In front of hundreds of officials, he dared to draw his sword and kill the future emperor's wife. Emperor Ziyi seems to be a little too dismissive of this king!"
Amidst the pink fragrance, the corners of his eyes are frivolous, and the contours of his facial features are exquisite and deep, like Greek sculptures. His magnificent lavender eyes are filled with freshness and charm, just like the color of flowers. If you don't pay attention, you will be fascinated and chilled to the extreme.
His pure eyes, shining like black crystals, turned behind him, showing his delicate skin, pale and soft figure. He frowned tightly, and his porcelain baby face was full of worry. It was as clear as a blue pool.
The lake water makes people unable to help but immerse themselves in it, unable to extricate themselves. God knows how much his heart hurts every time he sees that weak little face...
"Pa bang bang..."
Xiuya was so quiet that she was in a forgotten corner, and there was a loud round of applause. Everyone looked up and saw that it was the gentle and gentle eldest prince, Feng Moyan!
"Hehehe, it is really gratifying and congratulatory for the second emperor's brother to have a beautiful woman return from hiding. I wish you a happy marriage and a son soon."
He stood in the white snow with a calm and elegant posture. His delicate and delicate figure carried an innate nobility. His clear eyes and soft white lips revealed a warm smile that made people obsessed.
(First update, good morning everyone, I woke up late today, are you guys?)