She is His Royal Highness Jingzhao, and she can't get along with a concubine.

She originally wanted to wait for the state banquet to be finished in the past few days, and then go to Hua Xian to settle accounts.

But at this time, Hua Xun came up with his eyes.

She's not a character that everyone can tolerate.

"Temple... Yes! ”

Hua Xun's voice did not fall.

Lan Qi appeared behind Hua Xun in a flash and gave her a kick, caught off guard, and moved extremely fast.

Hua Xun threw himself forward, his palms were scratched, and it hurt hotly.

"I've never liked to say it a second time.

You remember. ”

Hua Xun propped himself up, taking care of Lan Qi behind him, so he nodded reluctantly.

Baili and Gui turned to the side, "What about Zhu Yanren?" ”

"Slaves don't know ......"

"It seems that you still haven't understood what Hongu said."

Lan Qi put the sword on Hua Xun's neck very intimately.

"The slave said... Slave said... She...... Zhu Yan, she is not virtuous......"

The phoenix soars, and the wind returns to the snow

Life is the head, death is the grass

Lin Qingfu = cold heart - hot heart

He used to be a killer to his subordinates who grew up with him since he was a child

Later, even for his assassins

At best, he taught him a lesson

Hundred miles and return = heart hot - heart cold

She used to be able to put her anger on the back burner for a while

Later, even if I saw the old and weak women and children being killed by bandits, I just waited

Wait until the bandits are all killed, and then kill the bandits

In the troubled times, you and I are trapped in this love word, she said, she will only remember what she likes in the future, and she must forget what others hate

Lin Qingfu, in order to be your woman, I didn't fight, I didn't fight, I completely annihilated my nature, but what about you? How did you repay me?

May the mountains and fields have street lights in the dense fog, and there will be a return boat for the wind and rain

It is too difficult to live up to this life, and you can only be worthy of it

I turn good fortune into evil and have a blood connection with hell

Born at the wrong time, love is not at the right time, everywhere you go is fate

The loess does not give up

Bad people with hard intentions sound just like good people.

If you flood and I will flood, I will cut whoever you like

Missing, the abyss, flying Lao Yan, tears like rain, half a world of prosperity, a life of slight coolness, looking forward to the battlefield, next to the broken blade of the remnant sun of the battlefield, half a green lamp, egrets into a pair of beacons, eyebrows are still the same, but I don't see the smile of the past, like snow flying, hearing the nightingale singing solo under the moon, the sound of horseshoe, parting ignites the branches and leaves of the sycamore, the eternal moonlight, the jade cry witnesses the flowers on the other side. Bad people with hard intentions sound just like good people. The phoenix soars, and the wind returns to the snow

Life is the head, death is the grass

Lin Qingfu = cold heart - hot heart

He used to be a killer to his subordinates who grew up with him since he was a child

Later, even for his assassins

At best, he taught him a lesson

Hundred miles and return = heart hot - heart cold

She used to be able to put her anger on the back burner for a while

Later, even if I saw the old and weak women and children being killed by bandits, I just waited

Wait until the bandits are all killed, and then kill the bandits

In the troubled times, you and I are trapped in this love word, she said, she will only remember what she likes in the future, and she must forget what others hate

Lin Qingfu, in order to be your woman, I didn't fight, I didn't fight, I completely annihilated my nature, but what about you? How did you repay me?

May the mountains and fields have street lights in the dense fog, and there will be a return boat for the wind and rain

It is too difficult to live up to this life, and you can only be worthy of it

I turn good fortune into evil and have a blood connection with hell

Born at the wrong time, love is not at the right time, everywhere you go is fate

The loess does not give up

Bad people with hard intentions sound just like good people.

If you flood and I will flood, I will cut whoever you like

Missing, the abyss, flying Lao Yan, tears like rain, half a world of prosperity, a life of slight coolness, looking forward to the battlefield, next to the broken blade of the remnant sun of the battlefield, half a green lamp, egrets into a pair of beacons, eyebrows are still the same, but I don't see the smile of the past, like snow flying, hearing the nightingale singing solo under the moon, the sound of horseshoe, parting ignites the branches and leaves of the sycamore, the eternal moonlight, the jade cry witnesses the flowers on the other side. Bad people with hard intentions sound just like good people.