The Self-Defeating Princess Wants to Break Off the Engagement

It's a good book worth reading

It's been a long time since I've been here. I saw it today and it's actually finished. Congratulations.

This plot is so touching, great!

It's finished, meow, remember to call me for the new book,,,

It's a great morning in Nanduo. I invite you to enjoy the lottery together. Jiangchengzi·Mizhou Hunting Su Shi [Song Dynasty] The old man is talking about being a teenager, holding a yellow hand on his left, holding a blue sky on his right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur, and riding thousands of horses on a flat hill. In order to repay Qingcheng, I followed the prefect, shot tigers myself, and watched Sun Lang. Drunken and brave, the chest is still open. It doesn't matter if there is a little frost on the temples! In the cloud of holding the knot, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf.

Good morning, Brother Nan Duo. Please check it out. Show children Song · Lu You After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou. Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Naiwen during family sacrifices. I originally knew that when I died, everything in the world would have nothing to do with me; but the only thing that made me sad was that I could not see the reunification of the motherland with my own eyes. Therefore, when the day comes when the Song Dynasty army regains the lost land in the Central Plains, you hold a family ceremony and don't forget to tell your father the good news! I knew that when I was dead, all things on earth would be irrelevant to me; But the only thing that hurt me was that I was not able to see the reunification of our country. Therefore, when the day comes when the troops of the Song Dynasty recover the lost lands of the Central Plains, hold a family festival and do not forget to tell your father the good news!

It's a great morning in Nanduo. I invite you to enjoy the lottery together. Partridge Sky·Colorful Sleeves Hold the Jade Bell Attentively Song · Yan Jidao The colorful sleeves hold the jade bell diligently. Back then, I struggled but was drunk and beautiful. The moon dances low in the willow tower, and the peach blossoms sing in the shadow of the wind. After seeing each other again, we meet again. I have the same dream with you several times. I only have a few silver photos left tonight, as if I was afraid that the meeting would be a dream.

Good morning, Brother Nan Duo. I'll visit you daily. Please read the analysis of the Chinese-English translation of "The Sapphire Case·Yuan Xi" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty. Just as the east wind scatters thousands of trees and flowers, it also blows away fireworks and rains. The luxurious carriage fills the road with fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, the bright moon like a jade pot gradually set to the west, and fish, dragons, lanterns danced and laughed all night long. The beauties all wore bright ornaments on their heads. They walked with the crowd with smiles and scents flowing from their bodies. I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd, turned around suddenly, and inadvertently found her in the scattered lights. Like the east wind scattered thousands of trees and flowers, and blowing fireworks in succession, falling like rain. The road was perfumed with luxurious carriages. The melodious sound of Feng flute reverberates around, the moon like a jade pot gradually inclined to the west, a night of fish and dragon lanterns flying laughter noise. The beauties wore bright ornaments on their heads, and walked with the crowd laughing, their fragrance wafting from their bodies. I looked for her a thousand times in the crowd, suddenly turned back, but inadvertently found her in the light scattered place.

It's a great morning in Nanduo. I invite you to enjoy the lottery together. The Sapphire Case · New Year's Eve Xin Qiji of Song Dynasty The east wind blows thousands of trees into bloom at night. More blowing down, the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. Moth snow willow golden strands. The laughter is full of fragrance. People searched for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, that person was there, in a dimly lit place.

Is this paving the way for the next book?