Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

September 12, Suid's birthday. The rumor Chen Hou is not harmed, and the first move of Chaoshan Anle Palace in the early August is in the middle of the city. As a result, it is the Japanese official to go to the Anle Palace.

Since the 10th, go to the public to go to the palace slave, and the greetings will send the tea mountain. On the mountain road, the wheels are depressed in two deep sidewares, and I don't know what is in the inside.

In fact, give the superior gifts are also a question. It is necessary to send new ideas, only to see you spend a thought, but can't be too new, I can see you. Jun Wei got a gift list under the chair, and we disappointedly found that it is basically the native product from all over the world. It is not so easy to get it. It is not so much new.

Only the county of Zhaomen County did not walk very well, and sent a Le Ji to Chen Hou. Jun Zhen sighs "this Zhao County" is too urgent. Is this the wind that is not clear? "

I thought half a day: "Joan County has always been prospered in the princes of Qiyi Art, which will not Le Ji is the native product on their side." The result has not launched the monarch to enter the door, bring Come to three types of skin masks, according to him, a piece of Zhaomen County, a small smashing of the county, there is a "native product" Le Ji in the mouth ...

We will have to mix into the Mountain Ele Palace like this, but when I tried to put the piercier mask, I found out that the mirror mirror is actually Murongan.

Jun Master will look at my face in the mirror. "You have used this face in the feast, Su Zu must leave you separately, and when the opportunity, find the opportunity to let him drink your blood, see him Huayu. "

I bowed my head and I struggled: "Be sure to use this appearance, you will be tragedious, the play is like this, and the son is young, and the girl will collect the five lakes in the five lakes. Suchen He saw that I thought I was Murong Ann, and I will be used as a substitute to receive the hometown, I will be a lady ... "

When the monarch, the monarch was struggling, and turned his head to Jun: "You talk about it, a normal man, after his own woman died for more than 20 years, seeing another and her woman A very similar young girl, what will he think of? "

Jun also grabbed his head, tested with a novelist's thinking: "God pity my much about her for many years, let her reborn and continue the leading edge?"

The monarch is incredible to see us, the mouth is shaking: "I thought that the first thought should be that this girl will be my daughter ..."

In accordance with the plan, you will be mixed into the Anle officer. Jun Master is really talented in the play of Qian'an County. Even if the old familiar people in the present are like a fish, it is greatly enhanced with the sense of security of I and Jun.

Not a few, from the afteh, Chen Hou was in the big banner, and the hundred officials came to the House, and the official grace was one by one.

The palace woman took me after a few osmanthus trees, it was a position that could not be peep. Not far from the disagree, it is a long time, and the waiter finally sings my name. I heard the sharp scorpion, "Xuan, Zhao An Murong Die".

Under the public, I took the piano to the Qingshi long road, I thought that in addition to the country, I haven't received so many people in this life. All kinds of means are intertwined into a dense spider web, and these people must feel that Murong An is very beautiful, just like I first see her first.

There is a kind of self, it is not your own illusion, and the foot is one step, it is like a bell that does not exist. When I was close to the Qintai, I finally saw the man who took the thief in the throne, this is the Suo after twenty-three years. Chen Guo Shang Shuo Chong black, he is still a mysterious robes, the rough is a four-year-old age, but the face is very young, the face is slightly patient, still can't cover a national Regal, multi-hand After the precipitation, the temperament is more cold and indifferent, and it is not as small as the year.

I can describe his appearance like this. Because the angle is just right, his eyes are placed on my face, obviously has been studying for a long time. I have never seen such a rich look, depressed like a wife, confused like a sour moon, and it is a beautiful star, but it is a silent.

I have a complete trick in that, a sound is not wrong. I feel that I am really gratitude. Although I am not very embarrassed, I will help them once again carry forward the art of Qiao's art.

Everything is like the Master of Master, after the group of Congratulations, Chen Hou has been disregarded very early, and soon, I was brought to Changan Tower by a waiter, which was the place where Su Jun is awkward. Nearly not, Qiyang Pan, this person who summoned me back to me, wiped a sharp sword. The door is awkward, "Oh", he finally turned around, the sword arrived on my neck: "Who are you?"

According to the Master of Master, the more I am like Murong Ansu, I will think that I am his daughter, and because of the sake of the bead, my blood can be mobilized with other various blood, which is also very convenient. If you recognize the trust, if I can get the trust of Su 1 in this way, then let him drink my blood to see his Hua Yan, it is easy to relate.

Although I think this is a few taps, but there seems to be no better ways under the sword light.

I pushed the sword to a little bit, and I looked at him. It was the action of Murong An, and she picked the eyebrows always at this time. "" Taking care of my Master Dreaming, telling death before death I, I have a compatriotrans, and his mother is the Murong An, my mother is Murong An, my father, is Chen Guo's Su 1. "

The long sword on the shoulder is unstable. Everything can be on the upper, this matter, he doesn't believe it. If Murong An is really a pair of twins, according to her personality, it is entirely possible to leave her daughter alone. In his almost shocking look, I went close to the side, whispered: "You don't want to see your mother, father."

The long sword "" landed, he didn't look at me in an hour, and there is a pain in the pale face, and the mute: "You grow very much."

Hua Yu said in Changan Building, which contained the toned toned in the Contense, and he can't hear any emotions. I just didn't expect to be so easy to be so easy to be so easy to be in his own urgency and calm, and Mushu said that since marry him, I became smarter than one day, and it is right.

In fact, in this twenty-three years, I can't forget Murongan, but if I returned to the original moment, I returned to Wen Haowei to force him. He really learned a lesson to make a difference from the previous choice. ? Honestly, I don't have any grasp.

People's life, some pain is not, some pain can't. I don't know how to define Murongan in the Shuimin, this feeling is 23 years, is it a little more than a little? Or he is unable to let me weave this dream, just want to see her, do it again?

The vague of the illusion appears in front of the eye, I am holding the Qin, I have to move in. Jun Master I don't know when I will appear. When I have, the two have fallen in a burning material, and I have a circle. If you haven't remembered, this is the red leaflin in Fangshan, a vibrant in the day, and there is no sound in the night.

I would like to ask, Jun Master is one step: "It's really skillful, I am catching up with the Wen Hao to pick up the Suqian." Donned, and said: "Master was abandoned. "With his eyes, I saw a man who dressed up two martial arts. I turned back: "What do you do with me?"

When I asked this question, I have already guess the answer, but he listened to him, I was surprised. Because the Master, Master, Master, who is not a good kill, he studied the most poisonous poison in this life, and the enemies who have eaten it. It has been successfully poisoned but later or scams ... Just like Master, at this time, the expression is full: "I said, if he still chooses the throne this time, I will let him die without burial. "

The people of Hua Wei can only be trapped in a person who can't escape the heart. This time, it will only reappear, so that the Suzu will make a choice, it does not matter if it is a beautiful fantasy, if it is a Suzu to choose the throne, everything is There is nothing difference, even if you don't leave him, he will wake up sooner or later, if you want him to wake up, only in the illusion of kill him.

I think, the monarch may still feel that the Su Yu will choose a throne. It's like I originally, even if I have a kind of inconvenience, it can be jumped from the high wall of the guard.

Sitting in a old maple that will be passed by Red Yelin, I am waiting for him, in order to see him, Yaoqin is put on the knee and dialed the tumble. The sound of the horses galloped, and he stopped when he went to the tree.

Jun Ting's teenager looks at me: "Master is here, what else is there?"

I carefully got it carefully, from this face, I can't see the grief in the future, about people are like this, give up the picture, I have a good time, and I will see it. I held the Yaoqin, and I shook my head after I saw it: "I am not Murongan, but I don't want to listen to me telling a story?"

The reality is rebounding in Hua Yan, and the illusion of the mantasy can be displayed in the world, and the vice versa, the illusion rebounded Huayuan, and the dust is also present in the dream. Put up the last sound, in the sun, the sun, the thing that happens today is in half.

In the clear candlelight of Long Fengxi, the lady of his new marks looked at the bed, and his brow was smashing under the Xuan window, and he looked at a loft.

The night of the Si Zi, the fireworks were exhausted, and the monarch was in front of him: "She is a charm, you know how difficult it is a charm, how difficult it is. She is dead, this Is your child, take care of him. "There is also trapped in the night of Duoyu, the beautiful red butterfly is swearing from her, in his arms, she doesn't care about laughing:" Go back? not going."

A Lu Hua is in a quiet, stopping in the moment of Murong An, and the Suzu immediately locked his eyebrows, and the scorpion is dark and scared: "This is ... What?" Holding a horse in slightly trembling.

I put away Yaoqin: "What should you think, what should this?"

He stared at me with his lips.

I am grateful to see him halfway, I don't know why I am sighing: "You also guess it is right, this is true, these things have taken twenty-three years, you think all the true, but I am affected Those who have been knitting a magic dream, although Murong An has died for more than 20 years, how do you have meaningless to her, but the one who trust me wants to know, if everything will come once, you will choose what ... "

He leaned the cold sweat: "This is too absurd ..."

I thought about it, whispered: "Now I tell you, you can reallite it once, if you choose a throne, return to the reality to continue to do your tall, the lonely widow, if you choose Murong ..."

I meat: "You can't reality again, but Murongan, she will wait for you for two years, waiting for you and her Changan."

I lied to him, if he chose the throne, hiding the monarch after the maple tree, Master, Ding, a sword, to have his life. But the choice is not the case, the more the giant drop is, the more you can see you really.

In February, the spring is on the moment, the black horse has been screaming towards the forest, and the shallow grass of the sprout is far behind.

I turned back to the Jun Master, the monarch, showed a smile: "You guess, where is he going?" The side said that the finger has dial two strings, and the blink of an eye has been in the bamboo building of Murongan.

As a dead person without breathing, the most pressure is to make a voyeur, basically unlikely to be discovered, compared to the Master Master, but in general, it is still very fast.

The room did not see Su 1, through the window opened, and found that Murong is quietly standing before a screen. I thought she was a landscape on the research screen, she can wait for a long time, and did not see her move even one point.

The two sounds I can't take off will make us quickly go. It should be a tea. If the Soviet is coming back to find Murong, people have almost what happened. His horses It's not going back to her?

I explored the man's Master, he didn't expect me, and the eyes were in Murong An. The door is pushed away, and the young fingers of the teenager are on the door, I feel that a big stone is stunned, but Murong is moving, but I haven't returned: "What I said? If you leave? Don't come back, but in half a day, will you forget? "