Chapter 100: My Lord, My Subordinates Want to Rebel (24)

"He's stupid...... In the previous life, how did he eradicate those who tried to hinder him, ascend to the throne of the emperor, and how did he govern the country, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and everyone praised him? ”

The royal family has been affectionate and fraternal since ancient times.

【Hmm......】

It makes sense, the villain is so powerful, how simple can the man who can divide Lin Yu's five horses in his previous life be?

It's just a matter of winning and losing.

It was as if he had been taught another lesson.

After finishing her makeup, Kwon Nai gathered up her newly made clothes, which were extremely elegant and light, and her belt was embroidered with a budding lily.

Half-squinting apricot eyes, adding a bit of laziness and wantonness, staring at the person in the mirror with a smile, the slender jade fingers are full of elegance, and a lily is drawn at the end of the left eye.

There was a fresh smell in the enchanting, and the seductive eyes seemed to be close to the distance, and he glanced at the calligraphy and paintings that had been prepared on the table.

It is a picture of a beautiful woman playing in the water in the mountains, which is lifelike.

Kwonnae slowly rolled up the painting and brushed it casually, the corners of his lips were moist and full, depicting all the stunning colors of the world.

I hope this gift can surprise you, eldest grandson.

Kwon Nai suddenly smiled, and his eyes flickered.

The banquet begins.

Lin Yuci wore an ink-colored robe, with a beautiful jade waist, which made him more temperamental, and the jade fan handle was tied with a sachet given to Quan Nai by the eldest grandson, which was out of place.

It's like it's a deliberate show-off.

Lin bowed in vain, wanton and careless, obviously not in accordance with the rules and etiquette, but no one dared to stand up and accuse, even the eldest grandson Quan just smiled.

The familiar sachet swayed, and in an instant it became a thorn in the eyes of the eldest grandson, and the haze in his narrow eyes seemed to be blurred with thick ink.

The palm of the hand hidden under the cuff tightened slightly, gradually forming a fist.

On his face, his face still does not change, and he has a royal style.

Yu Guang glanced around, but he didn't find Kwon Nai's figure, and he suddenly panicked in his heart.

The thin lips pursed, and the cold eyes stayed on Lin Yuci.

The two of them seem to be the two poles of the world, and the dark tide is surging.

"Give a seat."

The eldest grandson waved his sleeves.

The smell of gunpowder between these two people is a little dull.

At this time, the palace sounded a rich and elegant music, Quan Nai's fairy clothes fluttered, like a fairy in the world, not as charming, eyes in the autumn water, noble and dusty.

The sleeve veil fluttered, and the willow waist was thin, hooking the soul of every official present.

After the dance, it stands to reason that as the original owner, you can't sit on the top of the hall to offer gifts.

Kwon Nae got permission from his eldest grandson Kwon and specially sent a painting.

The scroll unfolds.

The fingers of the eldest grandson Quan holding the wine glass suddenly became unstable, and he almost pinched the cup out of shape, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his thick eyebrows twisted into the word "Sichuan".

Almost as soon as he saw the person in the painting, the man suppressed a trembling voice.

He asked, "Who the hell are you?" ”

Quan Nai is affectionate, the curvature of the corners of his mouth is just right, decent and generous, and that look seems to be looking into a man's heart.

"I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi."

"His Royal Highness the Prince, don't come unharmed."

Changsun Quan felt his heart contract violently, and was controlled by an invisible big hand, his breathing seemed to be withdrawn, and his handsome face faded blood.

Such a familiar voice, such a familiar intonation, such a familiar handwriting style......

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and made people haggard for Yixiao......

Isn't this the last thing Lu Xi said when he was lying in his arms, covered in blood?