Reborn Spoiled Ming Wangfei

The carriage of Pluto directly into Pluto Mansion, Wind Wing Xuan walks off the carriage with Blue Phantom, busy guards and pages and other people respectfully bow their heads “Prince, Blue Girl!” Blue Phantom watches the majesty of the Pluto Palace, luxurious and noble, the glass tiles have a strong aura, the house is filled with all kinds of wonders, the ground is covered with white balls, the white balls are engraved with strange Manju sahua texture, the sky is hung with bright lanterns, the ancient fragrance is superb.

“When did you do it again?” Blue Phantom asked, after all, the last time I came here, the Pluto Palace didn't have the Manju Shahua pattern, and I went directly to the study every time, so I didn't take a closer look, and now I know what Wind Wing Xuan was paying me.

“Ever since you've been to Pluto, do you like it? If you don't like it, let them change it!” Wind Wing Xuan walked into the palace of Pluto Palace with blue phantoms. In fact, Pluto Palace is a large palace as rich as the palace, but full of sombre.

Blue Phantom shook his head and said, "Great, I love it!” Blue Phantom is not a comfort to the wind, but really loves the style of the decoration, understated but luxurious, and what delights Blue Phantom most is the ubiquitous Manju Sahua.

Wind Wing Xuan looked at Blue Phantom and did not give in to himself. He really liked the look of the Pluto Palace today. He glanced at Dark Two, who was responsible for the decoration of the Pluto Palace, with appreciation in his eyes. Dark Two shook happily. Luckily, Blue Girl liked it or she would certainly suffer.

“Read it. What kind of flower is this? I've never seen it!” Wind Wing Xuan touched the embroidered blood red manju saliva on the blue phantom clothes, even though now the blue phantom has begun to accept clothes of other colors, but Wing Xuan understands the preferences of the blue phantom, so each garment is embroidered with the same flower.

Blue Phantom looks at the Manju Sahua where the clothes are, and the voice is slightly sentimental. "The name of the flower is Manju Sahua, which blooms in the seventh month of the Yin Dynasty, and the flower language is" sad memories. "”

“Miss...” Feng Fengxuan did not like to miss such a sad appearance, he should not ask.

“It's a flower that blooms on Yellow Springs Road, and there's a lot of flowers blooming, and it looks like a carpet of blood in the distance, and it's the only landscape and color on this long Yellow Springs Road. And man followed her guidance to the prison of the unseen. This flower is truly beautiful, unparalleled in its cruelty and poisonous beauty, as if it were alive. But it's desolate, it feels very similar to flowers, flowers that have never been blessed. Like some people in the world, betrayal always suffers, but it's also beautiful.” The sound of the blue phantom crosses like that silk, and the faint sound of the violin strikes a long way in the wind.

Wind Wing Xuan's arms holding Blue Phantom are getting tighter and tighter. He always has the feeling that he can't grasp it. As long as he doesn't pay attention to it, he will leave himself like a breeze. He can feel the intense sorrow and despair of thinking about his surroundings. He doesn't know when those sorrows are happening around him, but in the future he will never let it be so sad again.

And the dark guards and others were shocked by the voices and words of Blue Phantom. They didn't even know that Blue Girl's favorite flower had such a saying. Somehow, it was sad.

Wind Wing Xuan couldn't stand this feeling, so he couldn't grasp the feeling of nostalgia, Wing Xuan lowered his head some rough lifting blue phantom jaw, Wing Xuan was fierce without any tender emotions, kissing from shallow into deep, masculine masculinity surrounded the blue phantom like fog, I don't know if it was due to some lack of oxygen, blue phantom's brain was a little dizzy, and his body couldn't lift up strength, soft leaning against the wind Xuan's chest.