The king of Qiongyao is auspicious

A very boring time travel

"Long time no see, Augustine." "Ah, it's Gellert, are you here to see my lord?" The silver-haired deacon in black tuxedo looked at the blond man who suddenly appeared in the hall and nodded with a smile, lightly holding the black tea tray in his hand. Put it on the coffee table, "What a coincidence, my lord just left a few minutes ago." "Huh? Leave? The leave you mentioned, could it be that..." The silver-haired deacon nodded with a smile, "Ah, I really didn't take him The solution is to open space and run around again~" "..." No, you can't really blame him, that kid's self-willedness is completely spoiled by you, Augustine! ! ! "Then did he take Phidias away?" "Not really, do you need Phidias for something?" "Yes." "Then I'll take you to find it, that kid is probably paralyzed and basking in the sun again. ""Okay~"...

For kings like Gellert and Little Tom, who were once in the limelight in the Muggle world of the wizarding world, time is no longer a weight to measure the meaning of life. If you don't find something for yourself to do, then it will be boring. His life is enough to drive a god crazy, but for a certain uncle who has become a real god, how could he, who is already gorgeous and flamboyant, obediently stay in one place and work non-stop...

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In the 21st year of Qianlong, the twelfth and thirteenth sons of the empress Ulanala were "happy to meet" in the palace. In the middle of the bed, she was described as haggard and unable to return to heaven. Her nurse, Rong Nai, handed a secret letter to the queen's biological father, Ulanarashi Naerbu, the leader of Manchuria, that night, "Cheng Engong, this letter , you know where to send it, the life of your empress is in your hands!"...

Ten days after the queen was seriously ill, Elder Twelve suddenly recovered, and miraculously, no acne marks were left on his face. At the same time, the emperor received the news that the queen was critically ill. mixed feelings...

"Xian'er... my king's Xian'er, you have to get better. Only when you get better can you see your Yongxie, you can see me, wait for me, wait for me to come back..." In the layers of fog, there seemed to be someone who was killed by someone. The deep voice buried in the deepest part of my heart is as beautiful as broken jade, that person...that person—will he really come back...

It was night, Qianlong's successor Ulanara Jingxian, who had been declared useless by the imperial physician, suddenly opened his eyes amidst the mourning of the people in Kunning Palace. The imperial physician diagnosed that he was out of danger and only needed to rest for a while. , it can be cured, it is a miracle...

In the autumn of the same year, Qianlong suddenly returned to Beijing during the autumn hunting in Mulan, and brought back a seriously injured woman, who was enshrined in the Yanxi Palace. ——Huanzhu, the queen was seriously ill and Fang Yu was reprimanded again. He was depressed, and fell ill again the next day after Huanzhu Gege sacrificed to heaven...

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On the snow-covered peak of Changbai Mountain, a man is struggling to move forward. A group of 12 of them came here, but he was the only one left to reach the top of the mountain, and everyone else has been buried there forever. Under the white snow, if he hadn't still held the task that must be completed in his hands, perhaps he would have chosen to fall...

It is self-evident that the highest place in Changbai Mountain is so cold. The extremely low air pressure makes it extremely difficult to breathe, but in the snow-white silence of everything, a black slender figure makes the already blurred vision The man's eyes widened suddenly... The man stood on the edge of the cliff, his black gown with silver borders fluttered in the wind like butterfly wings, his waist-length white hair and black hairband fluttered in the wind. Raised in the middle, her thin and slender figure remained motionless in such an extremely dangerous environment, like a black lotus blooming proudly on the edge of a cliff, noble and elegant...

"Come, who is it?" The cool and pleasant voice like broken jade instantly captured his mind. If it wasn't for the white hair on that head like snow, he might really doubt whether the person in front of him was really what he was looking for. This person has disappeared from people's sight for 20 years. Now the No. 60 son of the emperor, who is over 13 years old, pays homage to His Royal Highness Prince Aixinjueluo? Reason, see the salute to the prince, the prince is a thousand years old!"

"Ulanara..." Whispering like a whisper, Ji Li watched the black figure gradually turn around, and the snowstorm blinded his eyes for a moment, in the haze, Ji Li felt that he seemed to see the world A peerless elegance that is impossible to exist, "That's right, except for Xian'er, no one else will know that this king can be found here... Then, you came to find this king, could it be that something happened to my king's Xian'er?" What's the matter, huh?" "My lord, please save the empress!"...

"Heh...hehehe...Okay, very good, really, very good, such an emperor was actually trained|taught by this king... Really, it's a shame! So angry, Hongli, you are really good, huh~" The voice was clearly not fluctuating at all, but it made Ji Lisheng feel a little cold, and he raised his head timidly. As a dead man, this is It was the only time in his life that he felt fearful, but he saw a streak of silver flashing across his eyes. When he took a closer look, it turned out to be strands of silver, and the man in front of him didn't have the so-called white hair like snow and black hair. The long hair flowed like a spring, and the broken hair on the forehead made the face paler and paler. The bridge of the nose was high, and the lips were as delicate as blooming roses. Femininity, on the contrary, has a nobility and elegance that ordinary people can't match, and that cold and indifferent look is as inviolable as a god... "Put your car back to Beijing."

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(On the way to sacrifice to heaven) Little Yanzi felt as if she was in a dream, everything in the dream was so beautiful, she was the Princess Huanzhu who was loved by all people, she had a kind and kind Huang Ama, and a gentle and beautiful Ling The imperial concubine, as well as her heroic brother and friends, looked at the subjects kneeling outside the sedan chair, Shan Hu Qiantui, at that moment she was about to fly, she felt like these people said, she was a thousand years old, Will live happily for thousands of years!

Little Swallow, who was immersed in her sweet dreams, did not see the delicate girl who was knocked to the ground by the crowd at the end of the heaven worshiping procession, nor did she hear her cry and accusation in tears. Just as her actions were about to attract the attention of the guards in front, a silver-blue satin sedan stopped in front of the woman, and two elegant and beautiful maids stepped forward to help the fallen woman, holding expensive The light blue silk handkerchief brushed off the dust all over her body without hesitation, and then brought her to the front of the sedan chair, leaning over, "I have already arrived, my lord~"

When they heard the word "Prince", the maids noticed with sharp eyes that the beautiful face of Li Hua, the woman they helped over, showed a trace of surprise and excitement, and even her body trembled slightly uncontrollably.A white mahogany paper fan gently raised some car curtains, Ziwei's eyes widened, and she could only vaguely see the fingertips holding the fan, which were mostly covered by the wide sleeves, were white and lustrous. , as gentle and flawless as the finest white jade, even as a woman, she can't help but feel ashamed at a glance, but I don't know what kind of prince is with such a pair of jade hands...

"Then, let's go back home." After the sedan chair curtain was lowered, a man's deep, elegant and cold voice like broken jade came from inside the sedan chair. Tie at the heartstrings. "Yes~ my lord!" The maids bowed and retreated, and immediately a sedan chair came up behind them, "Please, girl~" The two invited Ziwei into the sedan chair, and together with Jin Suo, they walked a little forward on the side of the sedan chair In such a special position, a group of people who are clearly eye-catching, unexpectedly did not attract much attention on such a special day...

The author has something to say: Woo...the one who was incapable of originality came back and continued to abuse the same people...So, this is the third comprehensive comic of the Jing Shao series. If you are interested, please enter. If you come in and find that you are not interested, the red cross in the upper right corner means that a certain wedding is sweet, please do not throw bricks, it will spoil your mood~

Ziwei, follow me

"Minister Xia Ziwei, greet the lord, the lord is auspicious." Somewhat cautiously, she saluted the man sitting at the top according to the routine in the play, but she still didn't dare to raise her head to see what the person in front of her looked like. After all, to be able to live in such a mansion in the capital that can only be described as extravagant and flamboyant to the extreme, this prince must not be just a wealthy idler.

"No, Mo Ran, give me a seat." "Yes, Your Highness." The maid named Mo Ran was dressed in light clothes.