Descent of the Phoenix

It takes only one flower every two years, and it takes a long time to brew. It is a good thing to nourish and nurse. You can try it on the king. ”

The prince said that he was sincere and fearful, and the words fell, and the head was almost low and could not be low.

There was silence in the surrounding moments, and all the officials of the Southern Song Dynasty had their eyes on it.

"Liu Mian honey, very pure." Xuanyuan Che did not speak, Yun Zhao suddenly took a breath of air, bent his mouth and praised.

Liu Mianmi is a royal treasure of the Southern Song Dynasty. The effect is much better than that of the original Prince.

Every two years, but only a pound, can only be used for the original Southern Song Dynasty king.

Looking at the world, even the most powerful proud cloud country, but only a cup sent by the Southern Song Dynasty.

On the market, it is hard to buy Wanjin, saying that it is not an exaggeration.

Today, taking out the things at the bottom of the box, it is really a joy to see Xuanyuan.

I glanced at the three women standing underneath, looking at the original Prince who was too low to be low, and who was staring at his eyes and almost began to tremble.

Xuanyuan Che looked up coldly and glanced at Yan Hu, who stood behind Yun Zhao.

Yan Hu gently nodded toward Xuanyuan. This thing was taken by him and the original Prince. It was reconciled and tested with silver needles to ensure no problem.

At the moment, Xuanyuan has a faint wave of waving: "Your prince is loyal, good."

Throwing a good word, the autumn mark behind him immediately came forward, and Xuanyuan Che took over the willow honey from one of the three women.

"Prince Helen tastes together."

Yun Zhao listened to laughter, and naturally someone reached out and took it.

After passing through the golden plaque, Xuanyuan Che saw that there was no reaction next to the moon, and did not reach out.