"There are plane trees in the west palace, attracting phoenixes to perch;
The phoenix nods, the dawn moon dances in the breeze;
The two Phoenixes nodded, and the flowing clouds curled in red;
Phoenix nodded three times, enchanting the country and the city;
Feng Xi Feng Xi, how can I not enjoy your appearance? "
Murong Chong shouted in a low voice: "This is nonsense."
Han Gongxu smiled slightly, lowered his head, and said nothing.
Huang Lian looked suspicious when he heard it, and said coldly: "When did it happen?"
After all, the Five Hus and Sixteen Kingdoms are just a fog. When the fog dissipates, no one knows what happened.