Black and white are intertwined, time is changed, the morning sun quietly follows behind the night, carefully revealing the white of the fish's belly, today's sunlight seems to have faded, miserable white and abnormal, shining on pedestrians, breeding coolness...

Post house, inside the East Temple.

A woman with eyebrows like light ink paintings, face like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and a color compared to the flowers of spring dawn, slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of peach blossom eyes as clear as autumn water, blinking twice, and the clarity came.

Instantly ashamed and annoyed, he turned around and looked up at the man behind him, grinded his teeth, and said word by word: "Gong, Sun, Jun, light!" ”

Jun Qing didn't react, and he was really a little tired after killing people all night.

Shen hugged the person tighter again, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Good, let me sleep a little longer." ”

Dongfang Li realized that something was wrong with the other party, turned over, and looked at him carefully.

I saw a cloud of green black under the man's eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night, and he seemed to be extremely tired at the moment, his eyelids were tightly closed, and his brows were slightly frowned.

The girl's heart softened suddenly, and she looked at the person in front of her with her chin propped up, but she didn't realize that she had lost her mind.

Stretching out his white fingertips, he stroked the man's eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, chin and Adam's apple.

I have to say that Gongsun Junqing's appearance, I can't find a second one comparable to it in this world.

Such a face, as if favored by the Creator, was carved with a knife and an axe, pondered, and excessively handsome.

Just when Dongfang Li was immersed in his thoughts, he didn't notice that the man's breathing was gradually short, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

In the next moment, the man suddenly turned over and pressed the girl down, three thousand black hair slipped from his shoulders, thin lips were like hooks, and the evil spirit was crazy: "Your Majesty, the minister plans to collect debts from you today, this is the deadline." ”

Dongfang was stunned and wanted to shrink again, but he was detained to death.

No longer giving him a way out, leaned over to the villain's ear, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "What Your Majesty owes to the ministers, it should also be repaid." ”

As soon as he raised his arm, the bed curtain fell layer by layer, covering all the spring light.

Before a certain poor little one struggled much, it was eaten and wiped clean by the big demon king...

This speed is definitely practiced.

Unlike the two of you, you and me, Xichuluo City was turned upside down overnight.

Chu Tianao and many officials returned to Xitian, while the remaining officials hid in their homes and did not come out.

King Xian's Mansion, in the study.

Chu Hao looked at the edict of succession, his expression was complicated, and even a little distorted.

This edict was sent by Jun Qing last night, when I first saw it, I was startled, and when Jun Qing finished speaking, the whole person was like a lightning strike.

The other party only gave him two choices, die, or sit on the throne and submit to Donglin, and from then on Xichu was only a vassal state of Donglin.

The land will be redivided, and even if he ascends the throne, he can only be the king of Western Chu, and he still needs to pay tribute to Donglin every year...

Facing Jun's eyes as light as a cold pool, last night, he couldn't resist at all, and in order to survive, he still compromised.

He thought about waiting for the other party to turn against each other as soon as he left, but when he rushed to the generals' mansions overnight, he found that the dead were dead, the wounded, and hiding, and no one was willing to listen to his orders... The Tiger Talisman Token and other things in it were all taken away by Jun Qing, and now Xichu is just an empty shell...

Looking at the edict, it was dazzling and hurtful, and Chu Hao couldn't help but close his heavy eyes.

The death of the emperor is not a trivial matter, not to mention that there are many officials' mansions covered in silver overnight, full of white silk, such a battle, it is impossible to escape the eyes of people with hearts, especially the envoys of the North and South Islands.