The rain in late autumn seemed to be endless, and even the temperature dropped suddenly, and the flowers in front of the Zichen Hall were covered with a layer of autumn frost.

Zhang Fu, who was waiting under the corridor, rubbed his fingers, his breath turned into white mist in the air, he shrunk his neck, and put his hand into his sleeve.

Stretched his neck and looked out of the hall, His Majesty should go down to the court at this time, I didn't see His Majesty's Luan, but the guards with knives in front of the hall didn't know what to say at the moment, and laughed into a ball.

Zhang Fu looked at their cold golden armor, and couldn't help but shiver, and said secretly, a body of tendons and flesh is good, but he didn't know the cold, where he looked like himself......

While pondering, one of the tall, swarthy guards with a knife walked down the corridor, holding one in his hand

"After being reborn, the favorite concubine doesn't want to enter the palace" Chapter 301: Touching the joy is hitting the hand, please wait a while,

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