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407. Chapter 407 Long night is still young, loneliness becomes a death

Of course, that's all for later.

Feng Jingyun walked out of the room and saw Pinggui and six eunuchs in the courtyard still standing respectfully waiting for orders. She waved her hand.

Pinggui and others retreated knowingly.

However, two eunuchs turned around and glanced at the door of the wing where she lived from time to time, probably wondering why Jun Mo Shang didn't come out yet.

With Jun Mo Shang's Qing Gong, she disappeared in just the blink of an eye. It was normal that they didn't notice it. However, she didn't feel the need to explain to her subordinates.

It was already dark at this time, and the thick night was dark. The stars were sparse and dim, and the moon, which was like a large disc, seemed to be tired of its twelve-year cycle and hid tiredly in the clouds.

Tonight is another full moon night.

Jun Chenghao's tall and straight figure walked into Huayang Palace and saw a rockery pool and pavilion. In the vermilion pavilion, a white figure looked at the moon alone. She was so lonely and pitiful that he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.

, I feel so cherished and I don’t want to let go anymore!

She has a graceful and graceful figure, with long black and silky hair reaching her waist, and a slender waist that is not too tight to hold. Her white clothes are better than snow, and her body is elegant and free of dust. The hazy moonlight immerses her body, as if she is bathed in night light.

The fairy is as good as a fairy!

Jun Chenghao's stern eyes were slightly blurred, "The bright moon illuminates all the human figures, but reflects the loneliness of Chang'e in the sky."

Feng Jingyun turned around and saw the prince, dressed in brocade robes and embroidered python robes, with a noble and natural aura, walking into Zhu Pavilion.

He is tall and strong, with sword-shaped eyebrows as thick as ink, and rough facial features. Although he cannot be said to be handsome, he is very masculine.

Due to his burly figure, as soon as he got closer, his tall figure was more than twice as big as her slim body, which made her feel very stressed.

Jun Youqi and Jun Moshang are both tall and tall, but they are not as tall as the prince.

Even the old emperor was not strong, so how could he give birth to such a strong son?

Her thoughts flashed, and her expression was calm, "I didn't expect that the prince is also an elegant person."

"I am the eldest son of the emperor, and he is destined to inherit the vast empire of Qi Tianguo when he is born. He has read a lot of books since he was a child, and he is rich in knowledge." He boasted and was not ashamed, because he was just stating a fact, "Poems and essays are naturally clumsy.

.”

She was noncommittal and looked into the distance. In the dark courtyard, lanterns were hung at the four corners of the pavilion and along the gilded corridor beside the pavilion. Although the light was not strong, she could still see clearly.

"If we talk about elegance, it is not as elegant as Concubine Li, the birth mother of King Shang." There was a hint of disdain in his voice, "Prince Shang was named by Concubine Li, and it is said that it has a very interesting meaning."

"The best is like water, a gentleman is like jade, the night is still young, and loneliness becomes a sorrow." Her eyes were clear and bright, and her voice was clear and melodious, as sweet as the sound of nature.

In the darkness, the dark ghost-like figure of Jun Mo Shang, who had left and returned, froze, and his blood-colored evil eyes looked deep and unpredictable.

"Is this what the prince said?" She opened her lips again.

Jun Chenghao's sharp eyes like an eagle were full of admiration, "I didn't expect you to be so talented. I really missed you in the past." There was regret in his tone. At the beginning, she was his fiancée, but he turned her away.

Rejected for more than ten years.

Looking at her ordinary face that is easy to change, I think of the stunning beauty under the human skin mask, a figure so stunning that even if the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady descends to earth, she will not be able to match it.

His heart deeply regretted it.

Yes, he already regretted it.

I regretted whether I should divorce her. Of course, that is a story for another day.

Feng Jingyun walked out of the room and saw Pinggui and six eunuchs in the courtyard still standing respectfully waiting for orders. She waved her hand.

Pinggui and others retreated knowingly.

However, two eunuchs turned around and glanced at the door of the wing where she lived from time to time, probably wondering why Jun Mo Shang didn't come out yet.

With Jun Mo Shang's Qing Gong, she disappeared in just the blink of an eye. It was normal that they didn't notice it. However, she didn't feel the need to explain to her subordinates.

It was already dark at this time, and the thick night was dark. The stars were sparse and dim, and the moon, which was like a large disc, seemed to be tired of its twelve-year cycle and hid tiredly in the clouds.

Tonight is another full moon night.

Jun Chenghao's tall and straight figure walked into Huayang Palace and saw a rockery pool and pavilion. In the vermilion pavilion, a white figure looked at the moon alone. She was so lonely and pitiful that he wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.

, I feel so cherished and I don’t want to let go anymore!

She has a graceful and graceful figure, with long black and silky hair reaching her waist, and a slender waist that is not too tight to hold. Her white clothes are better than snow, and her body is elegant and free of dust. The hazy moonlight immerses her body, as if she is bathed in night light.

The fairy is as good as a fairy!

Jun Chenghao's stern eyes were slightly blurred, "The bright moon illuminates all the human figures, but reflects the loneliness of Chang'e in the sky."

Feng Jingyun turned around and saw the prince, dressed in brocade robes and embroidered python robes, with a noble and natural aura, walking into Zhu Pavilion.

He is tall and strong, with sword-shaped eyebrows as thick as ink, and rough facial features. Although he cannot be said to be handsome, he is very masculine.

Due to his burly figure, as soon as he got closer, his tall figure was more than twice as big as her slim body, which made her feel very stressed.

Jun Youqi and Jun Moshang are both tall and tall, but they are not as tall as the prince.

Even the old emperor was not strong, so how could he give birth to such a strong son?

Her thoughts flashed, and her expression was calm, "I didn't expect that the prince is also an elegant person."

"I am the eldest son of the emperor, and he is destined to inherit the vast empire of Qi Tianguo when he is born. He has read a lot of books since he was a child, and he is rich in knowledge." He boasted and was not ashamed, because he was just stating a fact, "Poems and essays are naturally clumsy.

.”

She was noncommittal and looked into the distance. In the dark courtyard, lanterns were hung at the four corners of the pavilion and along the gilded corridor beside the pavilion. Although the light was not strong, she could still see clearly.

"If we talk about elegance, it is not as elegant as Concubine Li, the birth mother of King Shang." There was a hint of disdain in his voice, "Prince Shang was named by Concubine Li, and it is said that it has a very interesting meaning."

"The best is like water, a gentleman is like jade, the night is still young, and loneliness becomes a sorrow." Her eyes were clear and bright, and her voice was clear and melodious, as sweet as the sound of nature.

In the darkness, the dark ghost-like figure of Jun Mo Shang, who had left and returned, froze, and his blood-colored evil eyes looked deep and unpredictable.

"Is this what the prince said?" She opened her lips again.

Jun Chenghao's sharp eyes like an eagle were full of admiration, "I didn't expect you to be so talented. I really missed you in the past." There was regret in his tone. At the beginning, she was his fiancée, but he turned her away.

Rejected for more than ten years.

Looking at her ordinary face that is easy to change, I think of the stunning beauty under the human skin mask, a figure so stunning that even if the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady descends to earth, she will not be able to match it.

His heart deeply regretted it.

Yes, he already regretted it.

I regret that I should divorce her.


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