A gust of wind rose, and even if the gurgling skirt was soaked with rain, it was still dancing fiercely in the sky. Puya's hair with a crown of gold silk has become a little scattered, and the long tasseled hair hanging down from her forehead and sideburns echoes the hairpin ring on her neck and the crook of her arms to make a murmuring sound, which complements each other with a strong sense of impact of softness and liveliness, warmth and tranquility, simplicity and luxury...... Such a picture of a beautiful woman in the rain desert and castle flowers unconsciously precipitated and painted, suddenly made Jingluan have a strong urge to roll up his sleeves and spread paper, and splash ink with a pen!

The prince from Han always stirred his heart with the beautiful feeling that the queen who had destroyed his city-state, slaughtered his family and his people. Such a feeling that he doesn't know whether it is evil or fate often makes him not know where to settle, and wants to dissipate, and wants to put this hatred and grace on both ends of the scale, but it will only become more and more entangled, complicated, and difficult to understand!

"The rain is as precious as gold, and the scenery is beautiful, why not go together?" In a trance, Pu Yayingying's voice suddenly came, she didn't wait for Jingluan to give her reply, and at the same time, she was quite self-conscious, turning and dancing, pulling up Jingluan and dancing together.

In the past two years, Xiao Jingluan has been semi-forcibly bound in the Linchang Desert by Pu Ya Meiduo, and has a subtle attainment in local customs and dances. He didn't push off the queen's kindness, nor could he bear to disobey the queen's wishes, so he turned his boots and raised his arms to dance with Puya.

The cool rain gradually rushed, casting a series of gold-sifting water sprays on the surface, and the dancing for this dance was like a flying dance emptied by a swimming dragon to give birth to the icing on the cake.

"Come to me, what's the matter?" Dancing and asking, Puya never forgot that Fang Caijingluan hurriedly walked upstairs with a scorched face.

After Puya's casual remark, Jing Luan Zheng replied to the long-running thoughts, and then remembered the thing in his heart: "Only then did the soldiers come to report, saying that they saw a homeless person entering the country at the junction. Seeing that Puya had not stopped dancing, he was not ready to stop, so he had to slow down his steps and dance, saying, "I am afraid that people from foreign clans entering my Linchang will cause unnecessary trouble, so I have come to ask the queen how to deal with it." Finally, as the dance continued to slow down, he stopped dancing as he said this.

Although Xiao Jingluan is Queen Puya's lover, this person has a clear temperament and is talented. Although he is the prince of the Han Dynasty, it only took him one year to find out the folk customs of this ancient city after he lived in Linchang, and even got the opportunity to accompany the queen to understand the situation of the court, so he has been handling court affairs for the queen, and has been deeply relied on by the queen for a long time. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and the folk cloth clothes were all in awe of this captive-born Han man who had no official position but held real power, and knew that his Xiao Jingluan's death would be the same as that of Queen Puya! Such a loyal and treacherous person who accompanies the king's couch at night and serves the court every day, and whose heart is unpredictable, is partial, if he has appeared in Linchang with one hand to cover the sky, it is not an exaggeration!

Queen Puya, who danced in the rain, had always been exquisite, and she could smell this stubble in her dancing steps, her expression remained unchanged, and her tone was plain: "Trespassing into the country is a capital crime." Between the opening and closing of the delicate sandalwood lips, this clear and cruel sentence was slowly sent. If it weren't for the fact that she had been by Puya's side for two years, Jingluan would have been amazed at how this bright and beautiful woman could hold the purest appearance and expression, and say the most cruel and cruel words?

After a pause, Puya added: "No matter which side they are subjects and trespass on my Linchang country, what kind of tongue can I leave behind if I kill them all?" This sentence borrowed the flirtatious wind and the cool rain, and was sent farther away.

Jingluan was not surprised in his heart, Pu Ya with such a state of mind and such words did not surprise him at all. Because he knows her.

I also saw Puya's silky eyebrows frowning, the jade eyebrows gathered, and the small silver teeth opened and closed shallowly, like a breeze swirling on the Gobi Desert: "Shoot me to death with random arrows, and no one is allowed to be left!" The tone is not high, but the low tone is more precipitated. The fierce slaughter came like this, and the queen of governance has always been iron-blooded and domineering.