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Bian Yu is also the later Queen Bian, who can be written into the "Three Kingdoms" into a biography, naturally has its own reputation, although she is an advocate, but she loves literature, is humble, and is a model for husband and children.

Liu Xu also hit this idea, he is now famous, if he can write a poem commensurate with his song and dance, it is not a matter of minutes to move the hearts of beauties.

Although Liu Xu already has a lot of women now, Liu Xu has some thoughts about Bian Yu, because of the relationship between Empress He, Liu Xu knows that she, as the queen who assists the emperor, can increase the luck of the emperor.

It is precisely because Liu Xu is now in a dragon spirit, if he doesn't have it, it's okay, now he has a powerful position, and he has the capital to compete with the world, so that he, a hot-blooded general, has begun to slowly transform into a mature politician.

And since Bian Yu can be the queen, presumably her identity and qualifications should be different.

Thinking like this, Liu Xu's eyes when he looked at Bian Yu began to change.

Han Xue, Zhang Ning and others naturally didn't focus on Bian Yu, although they were also watching Bian Yu dance, but at the same time, they were secretly paying attention to Liu Xu, and now they saw that familiar look again, they naturally understood.

"Vixen!"

Looking at Bian Yu's graceful dancing, the three girls thought with hatred in their hearts at the same time.

Liu Xu looked at Bian Yu, who was white and beautiful, with a jade-like delicate body, and the fairies in the sky were only at this level at most!

Brother Gongzi looked at Liu Xu's expression and was a little speechless, so soon Brother Pig's appearance was revealed, he pushed Liu Xu, smiled and said, "Champion Hou, what about the good poetry?" ”

"Huh!"

Liu Xu glanced at him and smiled dryly, then picked up the pen and paper on the table, squinted his eyes, and looked at the front affectionately and seriously.

In the middle of the hall of the wing room, Bian Yu was waving his fluttering sleeves, and his body was dancing gracefully.

Looking at the agile body of the girl in front of her, her fair and tender arms that were "accidentally" exposed because of dancing, and her long sleeves fluttering for a while, Liu Xu was a little drunk.

As everyone's son and miss, they all stayed quietly to the side, did not disturb him, just stared at him, and the room began to become silent.

"Good!"

Suddenly a loud shout woke everyone up, Brother Gongzi was enjoying Bian Yu's dancing posture, and was watching it with relish, but was suddenly frightened by Liu Xu's strange scream.

He made a calm face and turned his head to look at Liu Xu.

I saw that Liu Xu had already stood up and was walking slowly towards Bian Yu, while the scholar next to him was crouching beside the desk, preparing to write something.

Bian Yu naturally noticed Liu Xu, but he didn't stop, on the contrary, he smiled charmingly at him, and his rotating body was also thinking about Liu Xu coming next to him, intentionally or unintentionally.

Liu Xu smiled and paced slowly beside her, feeling the air currents fluttering around him because of the dancing.

He slowly closed his eyes, smelled the faint body fragrance that kept wafting in front of him, and finally began to say aloud slowly:

"Yu from the capital, return to Nanwan, back Yique, Yue Yuyuan, through Tonggu, Lingjing Mountain.

The sun is tilting westward, and the car is annoying.

Ernai tax is like a high tax, a straw is like a zhitian, a tolerance is like a sunny forest, and a flow is like Luochuan.

So the spirit shifted and the mind was frightened, and the thoughts were scattered, and the bottom was not noticed, and the look was different. See a beautiful woman, on the side of the rock.

It was the one who came to the aid of the emperor and said, "Do you have a desire for the other? Who is he? If this is beautiful! The emperor said: "The minister heard that the god of Heluo, the name is Concubine Mi, but what the king sees, what does it matter?" If it is in shape, the minister is willing to hear it. ”

Yu Zhizhi said: "Its shape is also, like a shocking Hong, graceful like a dragon, Rongyao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine."

It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind.

Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising to the morning glow;

Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared.

The fiber is heartfelt, the fit is shortened, the shoulders are sharpened, and the waist is like a prime.

Stretch the neck of the show, the quality of the dew, the fragrance is not added, the lead Huafu Yu.

The clouds are elegant, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are long, and the teeth are fresh.

Bright eyes are good, Jing assists in inheriting power, beautiful and elegant, and the instrument is quiet and leisurely.

Tenderness and flattery in words. The strange clothes are magnificent, and the bone image should be drawn.

The brilliance of the cloth, the brilliance of the Yaobi.

Wear gold and emerald jewelry, embellished with pearls to show off your body.

Practice the literature of the long journey, the light skirt of the fog silk, the fragrance of the faint orchid, and hesitate in the corner of the mountain.

So he suddenly indulged in the body, in order to play.

Leaning on the left and picking the flag, the right shade the laurel flag.

Hold your wrist in the gods and pick the turbulent Xuanzhi.

Yu Qing is beautiful, the heart is oscillating but not pleasant, and there is no unscrupulous medium to pick up the joy, and the microwave is used to speak.

May the sincerity be the first, and the jade will be appreciated.

The letter of the beautiful woman is cultivated, Qiang Xi is a ritual and a poem, and the anti-Qiong Jue is a harmony with Xi, referring to the abyss and a period.

The money of the dependents is real, the fear of Si Ling's self-deception, the abandonment of the feelings, the hesitation and doubt.

Accept the harmony and quiet ambition, and Shen Li to prevent self-sufficiency.

So Luo was enlightened, wandering and hesitating, and the divine light was detached, and the yin and yang were at first glance. Zhu light body to stand with a crane, if will fly but not fly, practice pepper coating of the gloomy, step thin and fragrant. The super long chant is eternal admiration, and the voice is mournful and long.

Er is the miscellaneous spirits, the fate of the couple, or the play of the clear stream, or the god Zhu, or the pearl, or the green feathers. From the two concubines of Nanxiang, with the wandering girl of Hanbin, sighing the incomparable melon, and singing the solitude of the morning glory.

Yang is light and sloppy, and the sleeves are trimmed to prolong. The body is swift and flying, fluttering like a god, Ling Bo is micro-stepping, and Luo socks are dusty.

Impermanence, if the danger is safe, enter the difficult period, if the return is returned. Turning the eyes**, the smooth jade face, the words are not spit out, and the breath is like a quiet orchid. Gorgeous and graceful, it makes me forget to eat.

So the wind was collected, the waves were quiet after the Sichuan, Feng Yi sounded the drums, and Nuwa sang a song. Teng Wenyu rode with the police, Ming Yuluan passed away, and the six dragons were all together, carrying the descendants of the cloud car.

Whale salamanders are clamped and clamped, and waterfowl are guarded. So Yue Bei Lan, through Nangang, Su Ling, back to Qingyang, move Zhu lip to Xu Yan, Chen handover outline. The way of hating people and gods is very different, resenting the prime of life, resisting Luo to cover up the tears, and the waves of tears. The eternal mourning of the good will be, mourning the passing of a foreign country, no trace of affection to serve love, dedicated to the Ming Jue of the south of the Yangtze River.

Although he is hidden in the Taiyin, he has always placed his heart on the king. Suddenly did not realize what he was abandoning, and the night was darkened.

So he put down the mausoleum on his back, left his feet to God, imagined his feelings, and looked forward to sorrow. The reformation of the spirit body, the light boat and the trace. Floating in the long river and forgetting the opposite, thinking and increasing admiration, the night is lingering and sleepless, stained with frost and dawn. Ordered the servant to drive, I will return to the east road, take the bridle to resist, and I will not be able to go. ”

This is the complete Luo Shen Fu, and the most prominent thing is his subtle portrayal of female beauty.

At first, Bian Yu was still writhing and dancing beside him, but when Liu Xu said: Its shape is also like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rongyao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong.

Her face changed suddenly, and she stopped, stopped aside, and watched Liu Xu continue to recite.

After he finished speaking, everyone in the room was stunned, and even Han Shuang, who was constantly writing on the side, stopped writing.

Although Liu Xu was praising the beauty of Luoshen, everyone in the room knew that it was written to Bian Yu.

Bian Yu was stunned for a while, and hurriedly knelt down, looked at Liu Xu with beautiful eyes, and said slowly: "Childe! ”

Liu Xu looked at her and smiled, gently took off the jade pendant on his waist, sent it to Bian Yu, and said gently: "I don't know if Bian Niang can give the next guest a chance to enter the curtain!" ”

"Ahh

Bian Yu was immediately stunned, and everyone else was surprised, they didn't expect this guy to write such a beautiful chapter, but it was for Pomeranians to smile and have a kiss.