Love in Another Life: My Gentle Tyrant

"What does the emperor mean?" Xu Yan contemplates.

"My elder brother, Prince Zi Ning, wants to be the king. Who among the various princes is not a wolf ambition?" Long Feili laughed. "The three princes are good at each other, and no one is secretly convinced by them. They are scattered and cannot be with the queens Contest, together, who should take the final fruits of victory? "

"If there is only a single party, then this battle of dragons has to die a lifetime, and now the clams are fighting."

"Brother wants them to fight both defeats, and then be the fisherman?" Qingfeng caressed the knot on the scabbard and laughed.

"That's just a bad idea. I have to use their soldiers to defend against foreign enemies. The injuries can't be heavy."

The woman frowned in her arms, and seemed to have to open her eyes to wake up. Long Feili said lightly, reached out and nodded her sleeping place, put her on her lap, and took off her robe and put it on the ground before putting She hugged it and wrapped her body in a robe ~.

He held his hand out of the window, his clothes shaking slightly.

"The 600,000 troops of the Huns were under pressure, and their strength was twice that of ours. They were crazy to pick out rebellion at this time. If Xiliang was captured, the emperor who died would like to be the one."

"Brother, who would dare touch you if you didn't send a soldier to fight this nation-defense war?"

The breeze sneered, "The country is breaking mountains and rivers, those people are hoeing!"

"So this country cannot be broken."

Someone said loudly, and hurried forward.

"Luan Duan?" Xu Yan was surprised to see the incoming person.

The breeze was cold, and at this time, there was also great suspicion.

"In the Battle of Sundial Mountain, you led an entire army of 5,000 elite soldiers. Only your leader survived. Are you running back now without atonement on the battlefield?"

The sword came out of the sheath, Qingfeng raised his hand and pointed directly at the man, and said sharply, "How did you know that the emperor was here?"

His eyes were sharp, his jaws were short and his beard was short. The man raised his eyebrows and smiled without fear of the seven-foot sharp edge. He walked to the door of the cell and knelt down.

The silver needle shot out from the jail door, the blade was swung open, the wind was shocked, and the sword was retracted.

"General Bai is okay?" Long Fei lifted his lips slightly.

"The general entrusted his duty to tell the emperor that the enemy will break the Sun City, unless Bai Zhanfeng is dead." Duan Yuxi said.

Long Fei bowed his head and heard an inaudible "um".

Duan Yukun took out two more tips from his arms, and laughed: "The stuff in this is the general's job to bring his humble job to His Majesty and Nian Niangniang."

Long Feili glanced at the past. One of the two lacquered gold-colored pouches faded, and it seemed that people often rubbed their hands in their hands.

He said lightly: "Bai Zhanfeng wants to send a gift to Xuan Yuan, so you don't have to avoid it. I'll save that one."

Duan Yuzhang was taken aback and squeezed the bag. He was fortitude and bold, and did not dare to say anything at this time. The breeze narrowed her eyes to the body in the prison, her eyes dark and cold.