Rolling around asking for previews of "The King Under the Skirt" and "The Foolish King and the Jiaojiao"
The imperial concubine's cousin suddenly went mad and angered the young emperor. Yangyang, who had not yet slept with him, was driven out of the palace overnight.
Everyone sighed, what a pity for such a delicate and graceful beauty!
Only Yangyang was wrapped in quilt and wept with joy, woohoo, she could finally marry the little general she had longed for.
However, before the wedding day came, bad news came from the border: the young general Ma Ge was buried in a corpse.
Later, Yangyang, who accidentally learned the real cause of the young general's death, was forced to get married in front of the mourning hall.
Emperor Xian came to the General's Mansion in person to mourn, but he saw the plain white figure kneeling in front of the hall, which was very pleasant.
The young emperor was fascinated and came closer to take a closer look at the beauty's face.
Black hair and snow-skinned skin, a white flower on the temples, eyelashes full of tears, weaker than clothes, and endlessly romantic.
The young boy who has been emperor for twenty years is so overflowing with heart that he is in a mess
Jian Zai, the chief steward in the emperor's heart, quickly asked: "Which girl in the house is this?"
The entire audience was silent. The pale-faced old Fengjun was pushed forward by everyone, shaking his head and saying, "Go back to the emperor, this girl is the grandson of the old woman. Wei, not yet deceased."
That voice, granddaughter-in-law, could not be uttered under the heavy pressure of the mighty dragon.
Yang Yang, who was heartbroken, was wandering in the sky, but he didn't know that all the dignitaries in the hall looked at the saint as if they were dumbfounded, bending down his body of thousands of gold, and put his head to the beauty's cheek, extremely affectionate.
"But why do I look at you? Qingqing is more like my queen."
Ps: This is probably another vulgar story about chasing his wife in the crematorium.
Once he passed through the book, he became a yandere hostage that everyone could step on, surrounded by strong and powerful men, and there was a plot line that collapsed at the drop of a hat...
Shen Wu is mentally and physically exhausted, and plays her role as cannon fodder cautiously, but she doesn't expect that there will always be someone crazy and trying to seduce her...
——What should I do if I don't like men but only like my little cousin?
——Am I sick if I laugh when my little brother smiles?
——Follow me, and I will ensure that you will be a high-ranking official, well-paid, fertile land, and have a beautiful family, and you will be able to walk on the peak of life!
Spring comes early again this year, and the little flower buds bloom with layers of pink petals revealing their delicate pistils.
The young emperor happened to pass by on a whim and smiled knowingly...
The sheep are fat and out of the pen!
There are twists and turns every day, and Shen Wu is exhausted mentally and physically, and just wants to hug the thickest thigh and laugh until the end of the play!
Movie viewing guide:
1. Xiao Wangsun Kesu Keke, his IQ is still online at critical moments.
2.1Vs1, a convulsive work, the plot collapses at any time, but there is love.
The old article "Sigh, sigh, she is more beautiful than a flower" is fat enough to kill.
Preheat "Sweet Wife Is Like Honey" to make sweet buns and put it in the bowl.
Intention:
Reader comments
I want to see that Brother Zhan didn't transfer to another school, and Baby Yu finally found his if line [Star Eyes]
It's really interesting. Making a baby will solve the problem.
Wow, it's over. I can't bear to let it go. It's the first novel I've finished. I'm a little excited, and I'm waiting for a new pitfall.
I want to see that Brother Zhan didn't transfer to another school, and Baby Yu finally found his if line [Star Eyes]
It's really interesting. Making a baby will solve the problem.
Wow, it's over. I can't bear to let it go. It's the first novel I've finished. I'm a little excited, and I'm waiting for a new pitfall.