The Palace-Level Handsome Man with a Black Belly Qin Jin

[A palace-level dark-bellied beauty] Qing Jin Select the excerpt to try it out: The girl worth a lot of money looks back at Jin Buyao. He and she pass by each other carefully. The past between him and her is destined to be like a dream. By that time, the cherries have turned red and the bananas have turned green. At some point, the flower had been broken off, leaving only the empty branch. When did that butterfly fly into Zhuang Sheng's dream? Hua Jin… For thousands of years, that glorious ancient civilization has long been drifting in the dust of history, and now they are all-powerful and gone. No matter how delicate the beauty of the country is, how can it withstand the strong wind that comes too late. The battle of kings is about to begin. Who can dominate the world? Gone with the Wind competes for fame and beauty, who can rise to the top of the sky? Betrayal and loyalty, conspiracy and destruction, behind the mysterious history, who is the real overlord. He is the eldest son of the Han Dynasty, the reincarnation of Tianji, the rebirth of Crouching Dragon, eight great talents, rich in knowledge, happy in the wind and moon, unruly and elegant by nature. He can only talk, laugh and cook wine in front of the door. He is the dream of many girls in the Han Dynasty. And with his miserable life experience, can he really tolerate being a subordinate in the ups and downs of the officialdom? One hair can affect the whole body. Who is his hair? Fifteen years ago, when he rescued her in a storm, the aurora suddenly appeared. Who would have said that the phoenix master was reincarnated, and the eight-year-old child held the baby in his arms, and the world began to brew karma that would burn the sky and burn the world! She was an orphan who was adopted by him since she was a child. She was bold and arrogant, gullible and distrustful, with limited knowledge. She danced enchantingly, and she had no respect for etiquette, justice and shame. It was another year of spring and autumn, and she had become as beautiful as a servant. She didn't know the origin of her love, and she was deeply in love. She didn't know who had the cinnabar mole on her head. The girl worth a lot of money looked back at Jin Buyao. He and she passed by each other. The past between him and her was destined to be like a dream. By then, the cherries had turned red and the bananas had turned green. At some point, the flower had been broken off, leaving only the empty branch. When did that butterfly fly into Zhuang Sheng's dream? Who left the bunch of withered roses in the sarcophagus? Whose tears have stained the dark petals, leaving this withered rose to lie here quietly with him! It must be his beloved girl who left this warm bouquet of roses and her undying love to accompany him forever. It was her love that traveled thousands of miles and sang endlessly. After thousands of years, it was still as beautiful as before and continued to bloom like spring forever. Dream! That vague face, who is he? The call from the dark, the thin, helpless, and panic-sounding voice makes people feel sad and shed tears. I am about to leave, and my thoughts are lingering, just because everything in the past was too happy and beautiful, just because the face under the eyes of gold is still smiling. Destined in the dark, it was doomed from the beginning, there was no negotiation, no way out, it was history, as strong as Zhou Yu, but in front of history, she was as weak as an ant, bullying her like this. Arrange a good plot for her, let her play a beautiful part, and be afraid day and night that she is about to fall, and it is about to end! From losing the memory of past reincarnation to finding it, the tragedy begins like this. Suspicion and betrayal took turns. Behind the power and conspiracy, a dark hand stretched out, blinding and guiding her to understand the so-called truth of mankind. What is truth? Truth is betrayal. Open your eyes and see clearly that this dirty, ugly, and dirty world is always like a sharp blade, piercing your most sensitive and vulnerable places, leaving you unable to even feel the pain. How wonderful it would be if life were just the first meeting. The first encounter is as pure and beautiful as the water in the cup, so natural, so warm, and so sincere. Too much beauty filled her empty life. She was so grateful to have met them. However, since when did they learn to conceal, be suspicious, restrictive, and cruel. She didn't understand why she would be disappointed when she tried to write a letter with all her heart. She doesn't understand, but when she loves her to the extreme, she wants a pile of ashes. Time is an abyss that cannot be traced back. It cannot be stopped and cannot be caught up. One moment it is too fast and the next moment it is too slow. The confusing future is filled with a faint fragrance, struggling in the air, causing some drunkards who are confused by it to reach out their hands. The dim color at first glance is a blur of a thousand-year life, shaking the wine in the glass releases its long-standing temptation. The fragrance that enters the nose is the joy of first acquaintance. ' Is the obsession of 'wishing to win one person's heart and never be apart'. I finally understand the compassion I swallowed. It really makes people wish they could grow old overnight and never be separated. For thousands of years, that glorious ancient civilization has long been drifting in the dust of history, and now they are all-powerful and gone. No matter how delicate the beauty of the country is, how can it withstand the strong wind that comes too late. The battle of kings is about to begin. Who can dominate the world? Gone with the Wind competes for fame and beauty, who can rise to the top of the sky? Betrayal and loyalty, conspiracy and destruction, behind the mysterious history, who is the real overlord. It's not easy for them in the article, they are born with no choice but to do it. 'If this is life. Then let me die by your hands. It's like finally dying in your arms. ' "Just once, have mercy on me and resurrect the love in my dream, because I am so hurt that I can't breathe." ' - Wen Renhong 'Of course there will be sacrifices. Your contribution is voluntary. I did not force you. You call it love, you can call it that, but it is also your wishful love. ' 'The past has become empty, still like a dream. - Xiahou Shaohe "I like his black hair and enchanting look," the secular woman said together. "If I could make even an inch of his black hair, touch his eyes, stroke his nose, and kiss his lips, I would have no regrets." ' "Whether you're cheating or lying, I won't blame you for our 15-year relationship. But, have you really never been tempted?" Forget it, although I'm not convinced, there's no other way, hey, let's break up here. From now on we will be strangers and have nothing to do with each other. ' 'There is a kind of person in this world who will sow disaster for thousands of years just by looking at him. From then on, your spring flowers, autumn moon, summer sun and winter snow will no longer have color. And you don't know when this poison was acquired. All you can know is that you will have no regrets in this life. ' - Xiahou Painting Sand Chuan Chuan: This article will mention four countries. The first country is the Western Han Dynasty (202-8 BC) where the heroine comes from. It is as vicious and authoritarian as Queen Lu. The second country, Awakening the Lost Civilization, will mention the ancient Maurya Dynasty, the dynasty of Magadha in ancient India. Ashoka, his life achievements can be clearly divided into two parts. The first half of his life was the "Black Ashoka" era, mainly through struggle to secure the throne and the basic unification of India through force. The third tribe, the early overlords of the Xiongnu grassland,), Luotang Maodun, killed his father Touman Chanyu and became independent. He was the first strategist and commander among China's ethnic minorities to be talented and strategic. Reigned from 209 BC to 174 BC, he was the Kuantan clan. The fourth country, the lord of gold - the Siberian Scythians are the earliest and most powerful nomadic culture in history. Sai King Nanjun Jibin, "Sai King" can only refer to the king of Saraucae and Sakaraukai. A little bit of historical splicing, because there are really not so many heroes born at the same time in an era, but the people in this country all really existed. I guarantee this. They are all civilizations that disappeared before BC. [AD, century, era] Taking the legendary year of the birth of Jesus Christ as the first year of the Christian era, from the 6th century to the 10th century AD, it gradually became a common era in Christian countries, so it was originally called the "Christian Era". Later, it became common in most countries in the world, so it was renamed "AD", often represented by A. D. (The abbreviation of Anno Domini, meaning "the year of the Lord's birth"). In history books, the era before the birth of Jesus is called "Before Christ" and is often written as BC (Before Christ), which means "before Christ"; the era after the year after the birth of Jesus is "after the Christian era", referred to as "the Christian era". The first year of the Western Han Dynasty is equivalent to the first year of the Yuan Dynasty of the Western Han Dynasty in my country. The word "century" comes from Latin, meaning 100 years. It is also calculated from the year of the birth of Jesus: the first century to 100 AD is the first century, and the year 101 to 200 is the second century. By analogy, now is the 20th century, and 2001 is the first year of the 21st century. Huasha - that day, it was the end of the day, the two poles were reversed, the sky was split, and the eight-carriage sedan chair was waiting for her. She was dressed in a phoenix crown and rosy clouds, running non-stop! Calling him a 'bastard', her bastard didn't come to save her, but that bastard still didn't want her. Yifang - Love him, I will not hesitate to break my hand, I just want him to look at me differently. Xingyan - substitute marriage, miscarriage, divorce, her love is in pieces. Xiahou Shaohe - the world is willing to give him an inch of black hair, but when has the fluffy black hair shed its enchanting charm that confuses all living beings, and covers the brilliance of the bright moon? Wen Renhong - The first time we met on Yige's bed, many years later, when I think about it, I go from smiling lightly to bursting into tears. Li Yue - longs for freedom, longs for liberation, suppresses his own desires, criticizes his own desires, what he loves has no power. Guceido's costume