[69 Book Bar - www.] But it seems that there are some things that are far more simple than expected...
"I, along with the commander-in-chief of the military governor, have trained a group of loyal and loyal warriors. An Zhidinglan also has an elegant environment and countless slaves. I wonder who is better than other places?"
His angular facial features exuded elegance and coldness. He lowered his eyes and looked at the cup of clear blue liquid that was faintly flashing between his fingertips. He pursed his thin lips lightly. He seemed to be immersed in the world he created.
The elegance and elegance shown in every gesture and gesture are astounding and speechless!
First, it was Feng Moyan, who was as gentle as water... Then, there was Feng Qianjue, who was charming to the bone... Now, even Feng Zhisu, who was as cold as ice, came to have a kick...
Collapse!!! Look at this situation... Could it be... that this is... a competition to show off your wealth...?
"How outrageous! Just now I showed mercy by not depriving you two of your princes to punish you for ruining the celebration. Do you really think that I don't dare?"
The middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes stared sternly, his face was ashen, his teeth clenched, and there was an uncontrollable anger in his eyes, like an enraged lion.
On one side, there are two noble, elegant, cold and unruly princes; on the other side, there is the majestic and imposing emperor. A dangerous aura spreads around the hall unknowingly...
"Father, please calm down. The two royal brothers are just out of good intentions and worried about the safety of Princess Yaoni!"
The gentle, watery voice slowly surrounded me from beside me, as if it was December with heavy snowfall, sitting by the window, sipping a cup of fragrant black tea alone, the fragrance of the tea leaves filled the air, making me intoxicated.
Feng Moyan, that man who is as weak as the breeze, but as elegant as mist. He always seems to be the "good guy" hiding behind the trouble...
"Your Majesty, please calm down..."
Following Feng Moyan's words, all the civil and military officials and royal ministers in the hall also responded one after another. Suddenly, the sound of begging for mercy was deafening!
But deep in the crowd, in that corner, she held her chin with one hand, smiled, and enjoyed the farce caused by her with interest...
Caressing the ink silk, she was as lazy as a cat, leaning on the soft cushions, with a flowery smile on her lips, like the first bloom of a pale plum, unparalleled beauty. Her alluring appearance was otherworldly, not luxurious but inducing tranquility.
On the opposite side, everyone holds their own opinions and the tit-for-tat situation is still going on...
"Your Majesty, the two princes are still young and have relatively low qualifications. They have no intention of offending Long Yan. Your Majesty, please calm down!"
All the officials present knelt on the ground, each with their brows furrowed, pleading deeply, but in their eyes, which were either profound or weathered, there was the same light called 'mockery'...
Could it be that, for them, this is just a very interesting drama?
Her cherry lips pursed slightly, as arrogant and coquettish as a red plum in the snow. No one could tell her joy or sorrow. Her beautiful glazed eyes inadvertently glanced at Feng Qianjue. But now, he seemed to be vaguely inexplicable.
So weird!
(Good morning, dear friends, the first update is here, see you in the evening, okay)