However, it is rare to have the same hands and feet. It is obvious that she has not yet cultivated to the point where the wind in the north is as motionless as a mountain.
The fire in his eyes flickered, but the autumn water on his face remained unchanged. Bei Ming Changfeng raised his head and looked at Bei Mingyou who was walking forward. A trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes: "Okay."
Stretching out his hand to take the Shou noodles handed over by Bei Mingyou, Bei Ming Changfeng reached out and rubbed Bei Mingyou's fingers that were covered with small wounds as he looked at him expectantly, and then took a big bite in front of several people.
It tastes good.
"good."
Bei Mingyou, who was praised by Bei Ming Changfeng, smiled like a flower. Although he tried his best to imitate Bei Ming Changfeng's immobility, the joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not be stopped.
of.
"I've heard for a long time that Brother Changfeng has such a deep love for each other. It's so true today when we see it. It's truly enviable." The Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty shook his head and praised.
He has never enjoyed having his brother personally make noodles and lamps for his birthday. Although he is the prince of the Later Qin Dynasty, how can there be such a thing as deep brotherhood in the royal family? The words of the prince of the Later Qin Dynasty are not just a compliment.
Beiming Changfeng and Beimingyou.
Bei Ming Changfeng finished the longevity noodles made by Bei Mingyou in a few mouthfuls. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and reached out to take Ziyu's hand, and introduced to Ziyu and Bei Mingyou: "The Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty."
Bei Mingyou's little face was full of reserve. Hearing this, he said something to the Prince of Later Qin. He did not follow the prince's etiquette and only shouted according to his age and age without saying a word.
Later Qin and Zhenbei were hostile forces, and he was not well-educated enough to greet the enemy with a smile.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come to my Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. Our Zhenbei is really shining brightly." Ziyu smiled and looked at the Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty and said.
The Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty looked at Zi Yu, who was dressed in the attire of a royal concubine, who was smiling and smiling. He unfolded his fan and fanned it slightly, and said with a full-on elegant and suave smile: "Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. What the concubine is wearing is her stunning beauty and outstanding temperament."
ah."
Hearing the praise from Prince Qin, Ziyu showed a little doubt on his face and looked at Prince Qin up and down intently.
"What is the Crown Princess?" The Prince of Later Qin raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this.
Ziyu looked at the Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty, who was as handsome as a pine tree, and frowned: "Why do I feel like I heard the Prince speak there?"
The Prince of Hou Qin was stunned when he heard this, and then burst into laughter: "It seems that I am destined to be the Crown Princess."
Destined?
Who is destined to be your Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty?
Beiming Changfeng frowned, his fish was only destined to him.
After listening to the words of the Prince of Later Qin, Ziyu took a deep look at the Prince of Later Qin. She felt more and more that she had seen this person before, but she couldn't tell where. Such an outstanding talent, if she had ever seen him before.
If so, I will definitely remember it. There is no reason why I would feel confused.
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but Ziyu smiled on his face: "The prince is really kind. Maybe I have seen too many people in Zhenbei, so I thought he looked familiar."
People who have watched Zhenbei have seen him a lot, so when they look at the Prince of Later Qin, they feel familiar. This means that the Prince of Later Qin has a popular face, and anyone who can be picked out by Zhenbei will be similar to him in terms of elegance, demeanor and appearance.
Bei Mingyou and Han Yang both turned their heads. Ziyu was so cruel that he degraded the Prince of Later Qin to the level of a trafficker and a lackey while talking and laughing. As expected, Ziyu was good at talking words and other things.
The veins on the Prince of Hou Qin's forehead twitched, and he smiled at Ziyu, who rarely had the same hands and feet. It was obvious that she had not yet cultivated to the point where the wind in the North Ming Dynasty could not move like a mountain.
The fire in his eyes flickered, but the autumn water on his face remained unchanged. Bei Ming Changfeng raised his head and looked at Bei Mingyou who was walking forward. A trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes: "Okay."
Stretching out his hand to take the Shou noodles handed over by Bei Mingyou, Bei Ming Changfeng reached out and rubbed Bei Mingyou's fingers that were covered with small wounds as he looked at him expectantly, and then took a big bite in front of several people.
It tastes good.
"good."
Bei Mingyou, who was praised by Bei Ming Changfeng, smiled like a flower. Although he tried his best to imitate Bei Ming Changfeng's immobility, the joy in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not be stopped.
of.
"I've heard for a long time that Brother Changfeng has such a deep love for each other. It's so true today when we see it. It's truly enviable." The Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty shook his head and praised.
He has never enjoyed having his brother personally make noodles and lamps for his birthday. Although he is the prince of the Later Qin Dynasty, how can there be such a thing as deep brotherhood in the royal family? The words of the prince of the Later Qin Dynasty are not just a compliment.
Beiming Changfeng and Beimingyou.
Bei Ming Changfeng finished the longevity noodles made by Bei Mingyou in a few mouthfuls. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and reached out to take Ziyu's hand, and introduced to Ziyu and Bei Mingyou: "The Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty."
Bei Mingyou's little face was full of reserve. Hearing this, he said something to the Prince of Later Qin. He did not follow the prince's etiquette and only shouted according to his age and age without saying a word.
Later Qin and Zhenbei were hostile forces, and he was not well-educated enough to greet the enemy with a smile.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come to my Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. Our Zhenbei is really shining brightly." Ziyu smiled and looked at the Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty and said.
The Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty looked at Zi Yu, who was dressed in the attire of a royal concubine, who was smiling and smiling. He unfolded his fan and fanned it slightly, and said with a full-on elegant and suave smile: "Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. What the concubine is wearing is her stunning beauty and outstanding temperament."
ah."
Hearing the praise from Prince Qin, Ziyu showed a little doubt on his face and looked at Prince Qin up and down intently.
"What is the Crown Princess?" The Prince of Later Qin raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this.
Ziyu looked at the Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty, who was as handsome as a pine tree, and frowned: "Why do I feel like I heard the Prince speak there?"
The Prince of Hou Qin was stunned when he heard this, and then burst into laughter: "It seems that I am destined to be the Crown Princess."
Destined?
Who is destined to be your Prince of the Later Qin Dynasty?
Beiming Changfeng frowned, his fish was only destined to him.
After listening to the words of the Prince of Later Qin, Ziyu took a deep look at the Prince of Later Qin. She felt more and more that she had seen this person before, but she couldn't tell where. Such an outstanding talent, if she had ever seen him before.
If so, I will definitely remember it. There is no reason why I would feel confused.
A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but Ziyu smiled on his face: "The prince is really kind. Maybe I have seen too many people in Zhenbei, so I thought he looked familiar."
People who have watched Zhenbei have seen him a lot, so when they look at the Prince of Later Qin, they feel familiar. This means that the Prince of Later Qin has a popular face, and anyone who can be picked out by Zhenbei will be similar to him in terms of elegance, demeanor and appearance.
Bei Mingyou and Han Yang both turned their heads. Ziyu was so cruel that he degraded the Prince of Later Qin to the level of a trafficker and a lackey while talking and laughing. As expected, Ziyu was good at talking words and other things.
The veins on the Prince of Hou Qin's forehead twitched, and he smiled broadly at Ziyu.