In a negotiation at the Xunzheng Palace, Zhu Xian and Moqi formed a "good relationship between Zhu Mo". The lord of Zhu Xian was left in the Xunzheng Palace and was entertained by the guests of the Moqi Kingdom. Emperor Chen Zong, the monarch of the Moqi Kingdom, personally entertained him, and the guests and hosts talked very happily.

In the main hall of the night secluded hall, the morning sun shines into the house, warm, sprinkled on people's faces, with a lazy atmosphere unique to winter. Yan Chuqi was lying on a small carved collapse, with jade falling on it, and a thick plush blanket on it, and the white layout made the hall particularly bright. A ray of warm sunlight mischievously crossed the window lattice and jumped on the small collapse, with an unconcealable and attractive attachment.

Yan Chuqi's eyes were half-open, his long eyelashes left a shadow on his eyelids, and his eyelashes trembled lightly, with a chic quietness.

She has tasted the pain of running around, and especially enjoys the time of lying in bed on the small collapse every day. Every day, after she woke up, she arranged a lot of things in the space, and after taking a bath, she would lie on this small collapse to catch the morning sun.

As for rainy days, Yan Chuqi will add a task of walking on rainy days, and by the way, pull Mojing to relax. If there is no rain on a cloudy day, it is suitable for sleeping. As for chatting purely under the quilt, Yan Chuqi is used to doing too much with Wan Qiyanchu. As for the heartbeat distance between the two, which is not close or far, it is another topic.

Yan Chuqi opened her eyes, her bright eyes had an extra layer of halo, and the whites of her eyes had a faint blue. These extremely beautiful eyes made her more and more gentle and moving.

Lightly opened his lips, and a sentence with a cool voice that cleansed people's hearts swung in the hall, "With my strength, cultivate yourself, and level the world." ”

"Rip, open!" She paused word by word, but a few words said a strong momentum, as if a few words could turn the clouds and rain and stop time.

The space in the entire Night Secluded Hall seemed to tremble, and the space was extremely distorted, like the impending violence of a desolate beast, and an empty teacup on the table fell to the ground with the trembling of the table, making a crisp, tearing, and destroying sound.

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