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346. Young Master's Birthday 1

Wearing a golden crown with white jade hair, holding a mountain sandalwood folding fan in his hand, his eyebrows are like distant peaks and his eyes are like dots of ink. He is graceful and charming when waving the folding fan. The nobility all over his body is combined with an extremely elegant and suave air. This is the post-Qin Dynasty.

Prince Duanduan is an extremely outstanding person.

At this time, people walked out of the carriage and sedan, and stood face to face with Beiming Changfeng, who was dressed in a black and gold robe. One was suave, the other as cold as frost, one was as bright and charming as a spring flower, and the other was as cold as autumn water. The whole body's appearance and demeanor were truly...

Spring flowers and autumn moon, each has its own victory.

Hanyang and Fang, the leaders of the ranks and the guards, looked at each other with a trace of surprise in their eyes.

The Emperor of the Later Qin Dynasty was so incompetent and mediocre, but the Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty was so outstanding. Under the aura of their elders, he was able to avoid being overwhelmed and instead competed for the fragrance. Could it be that a mouse gave birth to a tiger?

Or is this prince not born to the Emperor of the Later Qin Dynasty?

Han Yang, Fang Yi and others were secretly surprised.

In front of the high platform, Prince Hou Qin looked at Beiming Changfeng and smiled slowly: "Prince Zhenbei is indeed exactly as I imagined."

Beiming Changfeng looked coldly at the smiling Prince of Later Qin, and nodded lightly: "The prince is beyond my expectation."

Hearing this, the Prince of Hou Qin waved the folding fan in his hand. The white jade crown made of Hetian jade rippled slightly with his movements, and his whole body was filled with a trace of joy: "If you can get a compliment from the mayor, Brother Feng, I am here."

I would like to thank you for the compliment."

Beiming Changfeng heard this and said calmly: "The prince is too modest."

The Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty waved the folding fan in his hand, smiled and waved his hand towards Beiming Changfeng, as if we two brothers had no need to be so polite and unfamiliar.

Beiming Changfeng said nothing.

The dignified prince of the Qin Kingdom came to their enemy's base camp, and at this time he behaved so close and peaceful that he even called him brother and sister. Such an attitude was quite low.

Beiming Changfeng took a deep look at the Prince of Hou Qin. He had such a high status but had such a low profile, and was so flexible and flexible. This person was not simple.

No wonder the Post-Qin Empire, which was rotten to the core, could still survive. I'm afraid this person is still trying to turn the tide.

"Hey, why don't you see the Crown Princess?" He smiled and waved his hands. The Prince of Hou Qin glanced at Beiming Changfeng and looked at Beiming Changfeng with slight doubts.

Qin Ziyu was not by Beiming Changfeng's side.

Beiming Changfeng's face remained calm. Hearing this, he raised his eyes coldly and glanced at the convoy of Prince Hou Qin: "Has the Crown Princess come?"

Men to men, women to women, you come and I will greet you. When your wife comes, Ziyu will come to greet you. Otherwise, there is no need to talk.

I wanted to see Ziyu as soon as I came here. What's the point of this?

The Prince of Later Qin understood Beiming Changfeng's meaning in a blink of an eye. He shook his head regretfully and said: "I haven't married a princess yet. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet the powerful southwest princess this time.

Strange people and strange things, the Princess of Zhenbei, the king of poison kings, is really a pity."

Lingnan was divided between Zhenbei and the Later Qin Emperor. The name Lingnan no longer existed, and only the place name Southwest represented the direction.

Beiming Changfeng turned a blind eye to the regret of the late Qin prince: "Marry the prince early."

Those five words of indifference made the smile on the face of the Prince of Later Qin freeze for a moment.

Beiming Changfeng had thousands of reasons to prevent him from seeing Qin Ziyu, but he didn't expect it to be so simple and direct. He couldn't see him without a female family member. He wore a golden crown with white jade hair, held a mountain sandalwood folding fan in his hand, and his eyebrows were like distant peaks.

Like ink, the folding fan is graceful and charming as it is swayed. The nobility all over the body is combined with an extremely elegant and suave air. This makes the Prince of Qin a very outstanding person.

At this time, people walked out of the carriage and sedan, and stood face to face with Beiming Changfeng, who was dressed in a black and gold robe. One was suave, the other as cold as frost, one was as bright and charming as a spring flower, and the other was as cold as autumn water. The whole body's appearance and demeanor were truly...

Spring flowers and autumn moon, each has its own victory.

Hanyang and Fang, the leaders of the ranks and the guards, looked at each other with a trace of surprise in their eyes.

The Emperor of the Later Qin Dynasty was so incompetent and mediocre, but the Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty was so outstanding. Under the aura of their elders, he was able to avoid being overwhelmed and instead competed for the fragrance. Could it be that a mouse gave birth to a tiger?

Or is this prince not born to the Emperor of the Later Qin Dynasty?

Han Yang, Fang Yi and others were secretly surprised.

In front of the high platform, Prince Hou Qin looked at Beiming Changfeng and smiled slowly: "Prince Zhenbei is indeed exactly as I imagined."

Beiming Changfeng looked coldly at the smiling Prince of Later Qin, and nodded lightly: "The prince is beyond my expectation."

Hearing this, the Prince of Hou Qin waved the folding fan in his hand. The white jade crown made of Hetian jade rippled slightly with his movements, and his whole body was filled with a trace of joy: "If you can get a compliment from the mayor, Brother Feng, I am here."

I would like to thank you for the compliment."

Beiming Changfeng heard this and said calmly: "The prince is too modest."

The Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty waved the folding fan in his hand, smiled and waved his hand towards Beiming Changfeng, as if we two brothers had no need to be so polite and unfamiliar.

Beiming Changfeng said nothing.

The dignified prince of the Qin Kingdom came to their enemy's base camp, and at this time he behaved so close and peaceful that he even called him brother and sister. Such an attitude was quite low.

Beiming Changfeng took a deep look at the Prince of Hou Qin. He had such a high status but had such a low profile, and was so flexible and flexible. This person was not simple.

No wonder the Post-Qin Empire, which was rotten to the core, could still survive. I'm afraid this person is still trying to turn the tide.

"Hey, why don't you see the Crown Princess?" He smiled and waved his hands. The Prince of Hou Qin glanced at Beiming Changfeng and looked at Beiming Changfeng with slight doubts.

Qin Ziyu was not by Beiming Changfeng's side.

Beiming Changfeng's face remained calm. Hearing this, he raised his eyes coldly and glanced at the convoy of Prince Hou Qin: "Has the Crown Princess come?"

Men to men, women to women, you come and I will greet you. When your wife comes, Ziyu will come to greet you. Otherwise, there is no need to talk.

I wanted to see Ziyu as soon as I came here. What's the point of this?

The Prince of Later Qin understood Beiming Changfeng's meaning in a blink of an eye. He shook his head regretfully and said: "I haven't married a princess yet. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet the powerful southwest princess this time.

Strange people and strange things, the Princess of Zhenbei, the king of poison kings, is really a pity."

Lingnan was divided between Zhenbei and the Later Qin Emperor. The name Lingnan no longer existed, and only the place name Southwest represented the direction.

Beiming Changfeng turned a blind eye to the regret of the late Qin prince: "Marry the prince early."

Those five words of indifference made the smile on the face of the Prince of Later Qin freeze for a moment.

Beiming Changfeng had thousands of reasons to prevent him from seeing Qin Ziyu, but he didn't expect it to be so simple and direct. He couldn't see him without a female family member.


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