The six bridges lie on the willow hair, and several tents draw the screen tower and grow green. The wind pushes the light wave path stone string, and the air is beautiful and cui line.

The Qionglou Yuyu in the greenery, and the covered bridge stairs paved with white jade. Above the blue waves, the cranes spread their wings, and the painting buildings are everywhere.

Such a beautiful scenery is not a fairyland, it is better than a fairyland, and it is rare to see it when you look at the entire continent.

In the Beichen Dynasty, only the former queen's Xiyun Garden has such a beautiful scenery.

It is rumored that Queen Yunxi is the princess of the Fan Clan, because she fell in love with Beichen Jue, the lord of Beichen, broke away from the Fan Clan, and worked hard with Beichen Jue to create this Beichen Dynasty.

only hated the sky and was jealous, Queen Yun Xi died of blood after giving birth to the crown prince Beichen Hao seventeen years ago. The emperor was heartbroken, so he built this cloud garden to mourn the founding queen and legendary woman.

In early autumn, the cool breeze is slow, the sound of the piano is faint, and in an octagonal pavilion above the blue waves, three men with extraordinary grandeur are elegantly and comfortably drinking tea and enjoying the scenery, talking to each other from time to time.

One of the men, lazily leaning on the soft collapse, was actually Nalan Ye, the prince of Nalan Kingdom, at this time, his pair of peach blossom eyes looked at the woman caressing the qin wantonly, and from time to time turned his interesting gaze to the man who exuded an indifferent aura on the opposite side, chuckled, and said: "No wonder today's piano sound is so beautiful, it turned out that the rumored first talented woman Murong Xue personally played it for General Yelu." Really...... Tsk......"

When Ye Lufeng heard Nalan Ye's joke, his face became even colder, and his eyes looked at Murong Xue who was crimson after hearing Nalan Ye's words, and looked at him affectionately.

The word "Murong" is a shame that was added to him fifteen years ago, if it weren't for the fact that this was the emperor's marriage, how could he be the fiancée of Murong Yue, an idiot and an ugly girl.

And the woman in front of her is not a good thing, knowing that she is her fiancé sister-in-law, she actually came here to seduce herself without any shame.

Thinking of this, Yelufeng couldn't help but look coldly at the crown prince Beichen Hao beside him, if it wasn't for his arrangement, how could this Murong Xue appear here?

Beichen Hao received the eye knife of his friend Ye Lufeng, and helplessly evoked a wry smile, he had no choice, he was really entangled by the seventh sister and had no choice, so he agreed to arrange for Murong Xue to come over to play.

Fortunately, fortunately, that Murong Yue didn't appear, otherwise he would have completely offended Yelufeng's friend!

"Brother Yelu, ask me out?" In the corner, Murong Yue asked his half-sister with a smirk, holding a piece of rice paper given by Murong Shuang in his hand, his eyes were full of happiness.

"Yes, go ahead! Otherwise, Yerodon will be in a hurry, and he will be angry! Murong Shuang urged, looking at Murong Yue's face full of sores, his eyes were full of disdain, and he once again distanced himself from Murong Yue. If she is infected, then her flower and moon appearance will be ruined!

"Yes, don't let Brother Yelu wait!" When Murong Yue heard this, he couldn't hold back anymore and rushed towards Yelufeng, shouting in his mouth: "Brother Yelu...... Brother Yelu! ”

Hearing the voice like a demonic barrier, Yelufeng stood up suddenly, his face was so heavy that he could drip water, and his eyes looked angrily at the woman not far away who was full of sores and grinning, and his body trembled uncontrollably, not only because he was angry, but also with a little disgust and fear: "Murong Yue, what are you doing?" ”

is already unkempt, with that sore and pus-bleeding face, how many people in the world can accept her close body without being disgusting or afraid?