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On Chinese New Year's Eve, the king sat upright in a red robe, although the lines on his forehead gradually appeared, he couldn't stop his spirit, and looked at the dozens of families in the banquet hall with his mouth pursed. The queen is also red, lined with plump body and joyful, tightly grasping the prince, not letting go for a moment, Shan'e is already the height of the queen, smiling and snuggling on the side of the queen mother.

At the table around him, Chen Wanglin sits, the black silk is satin brocade and dark red blessing characters, it looks vicissitudes and calm; in the full hall, only Leng Ling does not smile, since he is used to it, he is used to it, and his body is as if he is participating in the war, but the princess next to him does not stop for half a moment, and asks Leng Ling for a while, seeing that there is little answer, he turns his head to stare at Wentu and keeps saying, this palace guest is she specially called to her side, and her mouth repeats several times "You, very much like my Awen back then, are all teasing people" , his eyes showed longing, but he didn't care about his husband at all, and Wentu said that he was sour.

Wentu is willing to say a few words to the princess, just because the Fu Rou on the left side of the body is too dazzling, the white silk is outside, and she has long been unable to resist the girl's body and the aroma of ecstasy, the delicate and handsome face is full of laughter, that smile is terrible, the delicate eyes are full of pure gods, which is looking at people, it is clear that he wants to eat people, and when he looks at it, he will think of the funeral in the shuttle passage, and he and this little girl are full of children and grandchildren!

Although the concubines of each palace are not beautiful in the world, they are also deliberately accompanied, all of them are gorgeous and fancy, adding a joyful image. A few adult princesses still have their due, but the little princes and princesses will be regarded as okay with all the abruptness, how can they give up the days of only one day this year, unscrupulous, and desperately play.

"Tonight coincides with the New Year's Day," the king Hongsheng together, the palace was silent, "this king and his family gathered, not mentioning the king's order, not mentioning political affairs, and the people of the world in general, drinking and singing and dancing, only talking about the love of husband and wife, father and son, father and daughter, come, everyone drink a cup together, and wish the protector of the country and the father of the country a long life like the sky, blessings like the earth, dry-"

"Congratulations to the King, to the Queen, to the Lord Protector—"

There was a congratulatory sound in the hall, shaking the court. Immediately afterwards, the music sounded, and several dancers floated in, dancing lightly.

"Guozhang, after today, it will be thirty out of sixty, which is really unforgiving. The king took the wine bottle and saluted again.

"It's true, thinking of the golden iron horse galloping on the battlefield as if it was just yesterday, it's really old, it......'s old," Chen Wang drank it all.

"How can you talk about old age, it's still early," the king smiled heartily, "This king pondered, after the abbot retired from the dynasty, he would choose a place in this palace and build a big courtyard for the abbot ......to enjoy."

The corners of King Chen's eyes jumped, but he didn't hear a word of his words later, it was a word of good filial piety, but people have bad intentions, good words are also evil, and he thought that the king was persuading him to leave the palace, and he was extremely angry in his heart.

The hall was jubilant and lively, and they were persuaded to drink and hold food, and there was a scene of harmony.

"This hall is happy, but there is only one person missing. The little boy suddenly whispered.

The king suddenly forgot and asked the king, "Who is one less?"

"Father asked knowingly, Uncle Erwang!" Wang Gongzi pouted slightly, thinking that his father was deliberately testing himself.

The king suddenly felt sour in his heart, yes, that Purple Leaf City is frequently in the northern frontier, the sky is cold, and the second king is guilty, how to spend this Chinese New Year's Eve? But only a few people in the world know that he has rebelled, no wonder Nan'er misses.

Seeing that the little prince was becoming more and more unhappy, the king had no choice but to say: "The second uncle wants state affairs, and if he can't rush back in time, he will return in a while." Today is the end of the year, do you have any happy things, tell your father? ”

The child is easy to deceive, and the little boy was happy again, and immediately leaned close to his father's ear and said: "Tell my father a secret, Aunt Rou likes that Mr. Murong, and she also wrote lyrics and music for him, which is good......"

"Oh, but there is this, hahaha, very good, very good...... "The king looked up and laughed.

The little boy said secretly: Of course, their marriage is still given by me!

The king raised his hand violently, causing the dancers in the venue to retreat, but his eyes were aimed at Fu Rou, and said meaningfully: "Master Rou, I heard that Master Wang recently composed a new song, can you open everyone's eyes, it is very good!"

As soon as Fu Rou heard that it was the little prince's informant, she glared at him with a smile, Nan'er quickly shook her head, but it was even more confirmed, so she looked at the queen, who was of course happy and nodded deeply in agreement.

Fu Rou hurriedly got up and glanced at Wentu timidly, but Wentu dared to say it, and only lowered his head to drink.

In the main hall, the silk and bamboo wind lego sounded, the main rhythm was leisurely, and the accompaniment was murmuring. Fu Rou white embroidery shook, leaned down, long sleeves winding, instantly into the arms, fragrant shoulders slightly closed, dressed like a baby, slightly spoken, accompanied by dancing and singing "Jun's Side":

Outside the north sky, the delicate grass is green, the swaddling clothes do not know the sound, how old is the child, the hair hangs down and makes a name, which is the relative, the relative is the king, a body of liver and gall, half a tongue and a clear heart, the yellow mouth kindergarten accompanies the side of the king, always gently choked; under the south mountain, the mahogany pavilion, the golden hairpin has a ringing sound, and the jasper is not small, the jasper is paid off, which is the relative, the relative is the king, the toad is taken by thousands of zhang, the jade star is picked by ten thousand feet, the peach and the old man do not leave the king, day by day, year after year......

The queen was stunned, she knew the king as a child, she was old at the end of a hundred years, a good love poem, and she was so moved that she looked at the king with a smile, and the king was even more embarrassed, seemingly praising her love with the queen, but in fact, Fu Rou was singing in Wentu.

The people in the hall were obsessed with the fluttering dance of Fu Rou, and the sound of applause in the hall was all moved.

Only Wentu didn't dare to show the color, and secretly stormed in his heart, just a few words have been born in swaddling clothes until he was 100 years old, and suddenly remembered the funeral of the king, and secretly complained about Fu Rou, the two of them were both 100 years old and entered the tomb, you sang for hundreds of years, only a hundred years is enough?

The king remembered this eternal feeling, so he quietly got up, intending to go out for a walk, came behind Fu Rou, and whispered: "The New Year is approaching, go and walk with Mr., you don't have to come back if you are full of wine and food......"

After that, he walked out of the banquet hall, glanced at the white stars in the sky, sighed deeply, walked through the plum garden in the winter snow, and asked after just a few steps: "Is there a thick sacrifice for the Queen of Eternity?"

The civil official hurriedly replied: "Back to the king, the sacrifice has been made early in the morning, according to the highest regulations of the southern kingdom, the king of Baizhang sacrifice ceremony, the ceremony is ...... the end of the ceremony."

The king nodded, his hand touched the petals of the plum blossom, and he was worried again.

"King, it's cold outside, let's go back......" The queen saw that the king had not returned for a long time, so it was convenient for the princess to come with her.

The princess tightened her cuffs and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Brother Wang has drunk wine, not afraid of this cold air, Wang Mei is thin, you are not afraid of freezing others?"

The king glanced at the princess ashamedly, and let go of the hand on the plum branch, "The second brother likes this plum the most, and I'm afraid there is no one in Purple Leaf City," he muttered, and looked at the civil official again, "Prepare some thick brocade quilts, fresh fruit and dried cakes that can be kept, get more sake, and set off immediately to send it to the second prince, remember, the sooner the better!"

"Yes!" replied the civil officer.

"And," the king commanded in a low voice, "you must not say that the king has given it, and then say that it is a private gift from ......the princess."

"Yes!" the civil servant turned and ran.

When the princess heard this, her eyes instantly filled with tears......

The small hill in the back garden is indeed full of laughter, Wentu and Fu Rou hold the fine snow, constantly throwing and sprinkling.

"Brother Ventu, I'm so scared of ...... now"

"Afraid of what?"

"What if one day I go back to my place and never come back?" Fu Rou suddenly realized one of the most terrifying things.

"Don't you have any wax Wox there?" Ventu chuckled.

Fu Rou couldn't help but feel sad, and shook her head desperately, how can there be a couple, only your brother Wentu, thinking about it, he was so scared that he was at a loss, and asked aggrievedly: "Brother Wentu, will you fly over to find me, just like I came here, it's just that I saw you when you were five years old, and when you are twenty, I am almost forty years old, you must dislike me; God, Rou'er has made up her mind, she will stay here forever, help the people here, and never have a trace of evil thoughts, you can have pity on me, let me stay here forever, for the rest of my life...... Oops!"

Fu Rou accidentally slipped and fell on the snow.

Just about to get up but lie down, the movies and TV series I've watched are all played like this, the heroine pretends to fall, and the male protagonist runs up and lies down, either looking at each other with affection, or accidentally touching each other, and then kissing...... Unconsciously, Fu Rou closed her eyes.

How can you fall in pain?

Wentu didn't think so, the most important thing at the moment was indeed how Chen Wang and his party were imprisoned, so he stepped forward and pulled Fu Rou up, and suddenly saw that Fu Rou was already angry, so he comforted in a low voice: "If you go back suddenly, I will go to you to find you!"

"Really?" Fu Rou's eyes widened as she turned her anger into joy.

"Naturally!" replied Wentu, but said in his heart, if you go back, the mission will be over, whether you win or fail, as long as I don't die, I will shuttle back to this world.

Fu Rou grabbed my Wentu's hand all of a sudden, afraid that the other party's words would not count, and even more afraid that it would suddenly disappear on the night of this year.

The palace of the south is full of joy, holding lanterns to celebrate, showing a peaceful scene, but in the north there is a little tension!

The king of the north received the secret report of Wentu and rose up on the table, he was furious, his dark and cheeky face was distorted several times, he blew his black beard hatefully, and constantly shook his thick braids and scolded, and ordered the general Qiu Lin to personally lead more than a thousand ironclad warriors to ambush at the border of northern Xinjiang.

Qiu Lin lit the fire, and after years of rest, he was tired of it, his bones cracked, he held a long knife in his hand, gritted his teeth and ordered: "If the secret report of Wentu Gong is true, if you find the people who are secretly attacking, cut off their heads, and you must not leave a breath for the sun god to smell!"

"Yes!" the samurai were even more indignant.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Qiu Lin took the warrior Andy to ambush, afraid that the southern thieves would act in advance!