Transcending the Nine Heavens

Watching her kneeling on the floor, holding her legs, snot and tears like a child's council seat, everyone petrified collectively!

Everyone opened their mouths and felt their eyes pounding and drumming out.

A bullet in the eye.

Who's Chengguo?

Cheng is independent of the ruling of the Emperor's Palace, the Palace! Supervisor of the world! Under one man, above all men! Even if Dragon City will fly Tie Long City, Uncle Tie Wang, you should be polite if you see him as a palace.

Even if you meet the emperor today, there is no such festivities and pleasures, let alone crying like a child on your knees...

Who is this young man?

The two guards guarding the door, even more so now the corners of the eyes are cracked, my dear mother, what kind of fierce man is this? And I... I just turned this fierce man off the door...

Chu Yang looked helpless and lowered his voice: “Get up, you like this, like what? ”

“I'm not getting up! I'll get up!” Cheng Zheng cried and shouted, his voice swallowed and his grief was immense: “WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...”

Everyone is even more completely rigid.

Puffing through, but an elderly official could no longer bear such a strong shock. His head was congested, his heart stopped beating for a while, his eyes turned white, and he fell straight down...

Suddenly a panic broke out and someone rushed over to take the old man away for medical treatment...

A sudden riot broke out at the entrance door, a clear shadow burst out like lightning: “What's going on?” It's just another seat in the Reign Palace, Chen Yutong, Chen Palace!

Chen Zheng stepped out three steps and made two steps. At first glance, he saw Cheng Zheng knelt in front of a person and cried. He fixed his eyes. He suddenly glared at him, then rubbed his eyes, then rubbed his eyes again. Then he shook his head, turned around and hit the wall, and the wall was hit with a hole. Then he turned around and looked at the young man with a stare...

Watching, eyes filled with tears.

Then he held his head in his arms and cried.

It's like a sudden epileptic seizure in a person.

Then, the tears flushed over, pounding on his knees, suddenly hugging the young man's other leg, howling and crying: “Lord ~ ~! Sir! You're back! You're back! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh...”

A strange voice came out of people's mouths, and someone passed out unbearably.

The two guards at the entrance were covered in softness, and two stalls of mud slipped down the pillars of the door. Their eyes were straight and their heads were sweating hot.

Oh, my God! I really have to go back and see the doctor... Did you scare the crap out of me today?

“Get up!” Chuyang frowned: “I came here in secret, like this...”

As soon as I heard this, Cheng Ziao jumped up and shouted: "Somebody! Hold all those present here! Don't even let go of one mouse hair! ”

Hurrah, the hundreds of samurai of the Emperor's Palace were packed into a large circle, capturing everyone in the circle.

“Into the yard! No one is allowed to come out, including yourselves!” Sung Ziao waves: “The knife axe hand is ready, if necessary, kill them all! ”

The crowd was shocked neatly.

Chu Yang was also frightened: “Slow, not so bad. ”

“Then hold it!” Cheng Zi An immediately changed his mind.

Then Chen Yutong and Chen respectfully bowed their waists and invited Chuyang in like a bodhisattva. The waist was bent and their foreheads were about to land.

Chen Yutong walked behind him and whispered to the guards at the two doors: “What did the customer just say? ”

One of the guards was sweating and his eyes were glaring. He stumbled: “He, he... he said his name was Chu and his name was Chu Yang. Please meet the two councils. ”

Chen Yutong nodded and waved: “Take these two off! Seize it! Don't let anyone go without my orders! ”

Your Highness said to keep your whereabouts secret, so you can't leak a little wind. If necessary, these thousand people... killed the doomsday...

“Unrighteous... the throne...” The two guards hurriedly knelt down and begged, but a few samurai had arrived and carried them in with great bandages.

Chen Yutong waved and summoned the guard for the shift exchange: “Today's incident leaks a word, the two of you will kill the family first, then commit suicide. ”

The two new guards suddenly straightened their eyes. Shit, it's not too late to change shifts, so I switched us in. I'm bored. I can't believe I heard this again... What happened today? Isn't that a fierce sentence...

Tranquillity was restored in front of the heavenly gates.

In the Emperor's Palace; after a long time of reunion, Chuyang took the strength of a camel to stop the tears under the two old men.

The three people have been cold for a long time, and Cheng Chen and Chen have a stomach to say.

After a long time, Chuyang pretended to suddenly recall the general question: “Heard His Majesty has a posterior? A prince? ”

Naruko said excitedly: "Yes, it's the Prince! His name is Tieyang. The little prince is smart, smart and cute. Looks like we have another Ming Jun in Tieyun. ”

“Tieyang...” Mumbled the name, Chuyang confirmed the layer in his heart.

But look at that name, it's not good. Looks like Iron Heaven wants to leave his son in the clouds?

Chu Yang thought in his heart.

“It's only a shame that the Empress... hey, after the birth of the Prince... the Shannon Jade disappeared... hey.” Cheng Zi Ang and Chen Yutong naturally know Wu Qian.

And we also know very well that Qian Qian girl was bitterly in love with Chu's throne, but Chu's throne was always unacceptable; now there is some caution in bringing this up...

Chu Yang sighed: “Yeah, too bad. ”

Both felt that Chu's response was somewhat too flat.

But this kind of thing belongs to two people, and Wu Qian is already Empress, and has passed away... mention it again, it doesn't seem good.

After a long chat, Chuyang multifaceted the verification, from the wire, finally determined one thing: Iron Replenishment Heaven, I certainly did not recognize my thoughts, and my son, he did not intend to return to his ancestral ancestry...

This affair has sparked the throne of Chu!

“Bastard!” Chu Yang slapped his teeth at the table and scolded: “Look, I'm not taking care of her! ”

Cheng Zi Ang and Chen Yutong face each other, the second monk can't touch the head of the head. We seem to have been talking about His Majesty the Emperor... why is the throne abruptly cursing assholes?

This motherfucker... Who is it?

Naruto Ang said carefully: “Ask the Imperial Seat... uh, who's the asshole? ”

“Fuck you?” Chuyang's nostrils jetted violently and his anger erupted: “But it's you two. Since I left, how much progress have you two made in fixing it? Hmm?”

Obviously, it's about to divert the target.

It's over... two hearts screaming bitterness.

“Go practice!” Chu Yuza kicked off the table: “Look at you two lazy! Fat and greasy can feed an army! Everybody carry a thousand kilos of rock and run 100 laps around the heavenly palace! ”

“Ah?!” The two palace faces suddenly turned into two bitter melons.

Coming back, after a long time of not seeing each other again, immediately... cursing corporal punishment.

The two palaces faced bitterness and went to accept punishment.

Then, the people found something odd enough to scare everyone's chin: two great seats, each carrying a big rock like a hill on his back, sweating like rain, running like an old cow...

Round and round...

In the evening, Cheng Zi An prepared a rich feast for Chu Yang to receive the wind. Chuyang thought about it all afternoon, his head was big, there was nothing he could do. He sat on the table with a dark face.

In their hearts, they collide like deer, accompanied by careful company.

“Chen... why don't you drink less... it's your turn in the morning.” Cheng Ziang reminded Chen Yutong.

“Nothing, the Imperial Seat returns, I will let His Majesty chop his head off, and I will also be drunk with the Imperial Seat!” Chen Yutong rubbed his back waist and replied with pride.

“What, in the morning?” Chu Yang shrugged, turning to ask.

“Yes.”

“Since when does the Alternate Palace begin in the morning?” Chu Yang frowned.

“…” The two palace seats face each other, feeling that the question was not very well answered.

“Early morning, Your Majesty?” Chuyang frowned and asked.

“Of course His Majesty wants to participate.” Cheng Zi An is strange, the throne says: His Majesty does not participate, what is the name of the early dynasty?

“Well... great.” Chuyang nodded, smiling: “Chen Yutong, you can drink in peace. Tomorrow morning, I'll go! ”

“Are you going?” The faces of the two palace lords suddenly grew brilliant and suddenly realized: “Your Majesty is going to surprise His Majesty the Emperor? ”

Chu Yang smiled: “Yes, surprise! I want a big, big, surprise for His Majesty the Emperor!! ”

The Chu royal seat bites the word ’surprise’ extra heavy. Even the face is a little dull...

Both Cheng Ziang and Chen Yutong have some ups and downs: Your Majesty will not come back to assassinate the Emperor... so it is impossible?

The two of them took a closer look and saw only the royal lord, but the corner of his mouth was still smiling...

The two spirits shook a chill and looked at each other in silence, burying their heads for drinks and eating food.

Eating and sleeping. Ancient training too.

In the morning.

Chuyang black robe, full of liquor, with the traditional mask of the heavenly palace on his face, sat in an eight-loaded sedan! In the sound of the sedans' sailing eating and eating ’, they went all the way to the morning.

The early dynasty was held at the 'Tianyang Palace’. I heard it was changed here after His Majesty the Emperor boarded the throne. When I heard the name, Chu Yang felt comfortable first.

In front of the palace, only Wen Wu Baiguan has been waiting for a group of western clusters.

Chu Yang coughed and stabbed the dragon tiger, walking in: suddenly brought in a nose pounding alcohol.

The Palace is full of martial arts officials; but this is the Pavilion of Heaven! Who dares say a word to him.

A moment later, the sound of the ceremonial battle sounded, and the delightful bamboo shouted loudly, a pointy voice shouting: “Your Majesty has arrived! ~ ~ ~ ”

Everyone hurried forward to greet them. Chu Yang looked up, only to see far away, the bright yellow instrument war slowly came, riding, one person, dressed in bright yellow clothing, crown over head, face like crown jade, eyes calm and dignified, naturally, with the undivided aura of the Welling World!

The world is in the hands, the mountains are in the heart, the wind is in the clouds, the society is in the chest!

King's Landing!

A generation of emperors, Iron Heaven!

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