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In this palace, those who don't have any plans in mind are the aliens who don't live long;

The pen was dipped in ink, and as soon as a few strokes were written, the eagle claws jumped up, stained with ink and ran away with its claws. This sea dongqing may have a good food, its volume is far larger than that of its kind, and it has grown a thick layer With light-colored white hair, it seemed that the whole body was swollen, and the flowers exploded.

It walks on the paper with its butt crooked, one foot deep and the other shallow, like a fluffy snowball.

Zhou Tan pinched its tail feathers, but it didn't stop it from continuing to play on the letter paper, its paws jumped around, layers of ink smudged.

Yu Jintian's cushion hadn't been taken away, but at this time something happened, a plate of ink was kicked down by a paw, and the soft cushion with embroidery turned into a pitch-black ball.

Money is not a problem, he tapped slightly with his fingertips, but the Zhongzhou Chamber of Commerce, a golden mountain, can't fill up the military expenses for the north with great fanfare. Although the merchants are used to arrogance and don't take the emperor seriously, their headquarters are still located in Yujing City. That was a signal to the emperor, meaning they were still under control.

The emperor didn't dare to overturn the merchant ship that ran north-south, but he might not be able to find trouble with them, not to mention that the weakness was pinched in his hands, and he was limited in the end.

After hearing all the strange things that happened in the morning, Zhou Tan guessed that the cavalry from the poor hair department was testing the watchtower's reaction speed. He lightly pressed his fingertips on the table, and finally said to Sai Siduo, "Only raise the red flag."

But this matter does not make sense in the end, testing the reaction speed of the watchtower, even if it can get accurate results, it will not give them much advantage. This short time is only a few breaths, enough for them to come and do something?

The copper pot on the table was still gurgling, Sesdo came with an empty bowl and left with a full one.

Remove the oil and water on the surface, revealing a well-cooked broth, soft and fragrant, with a handful of greenery.

Yuzhua jumped off his wrist, moved to the side of the pot with small steps, and his big eyes turned from east to west.

-

The case transferred to Jin Mingwei has not yet been solved. From morning to night, everyone was looking for crutches in the street. This case was so bizarre that people were speechless. Still open three-point neckline.

There is a mole on the side of his neck, which is a very rare cinnabar color, right next to the blood flowing through the veins, a star of red is about to burst out of the skin.

Too ostentatious.

The princess wears red, and the two of them face "big red and big purple" all day long. In late autumn, the flowers and leaves in the palace are half withered, and a batch of new plants and trees have been moved to redecorate them in colorful colors.

The people in the palace didn't know how to treat this man, so they could only let him ostentatiously cross the street and leave the palace gate. Commander Yan knew the truth of being a low-key man. palace.

The study building in the royal garden was almost regarded as the yard of his Yan family's own home, and the afternoon halo fell on his body, a soft layer of shimmering light.

"The crutch...is it really a crutch?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself.Hearing the palace attendant standing behind him, he called softly: "The king of Bozhou has arrived."

The prince of Bozhou has long been left behind by the emperor. He has almost no sense of existence in Yujing City. Bozhou is a poor and remote village. master of capital.

What monstrous waves can be pulled out.

"My lord..." Yan Xiaochen still didn't get up, he greeted casually, and continued to look at the fat-headed koi in the pool: "A rare guest."

The emperor didn't want to see Ji Boming, let alone see him with a stern face all day long, wearing boring soap colors.

He seems to be born to like to look at flamboyant people and things that are very popular, and even the koi will choose the most popular according to the occasion.

As expected, Ji Boming stood at the door in darkness, his overly wide frame cast a long shadow.

Bozhou is close to the sea, and the prince seems to be covered with a few traces of the sea breeze, which is damp and suppresses an unspeakable smell.

"Passing by..." Ji Boming said, looking him up and down: "What about the case in the palace?"

"A humble life..." Yan Xiaochen replied without hesitation: "There is nothing to investigate, so I let it go."

Ji Boming's eyebrows frowned immediately, Yan Xiaochen felt too weird to him, like two different pieces of jigsaw puzzles were butted together.He didn't step forward, his eyes swept over, hiding a complex deep meaning.

"I heard it was a crutch."

"Yes..." Yan Xiaochen replied: "A hole like that on the top of the head can only be a crutch."

Ji Boming was stunned, unexpectedly he was willing to share the news, but Yan Xiaochen turned his face away, a thin tendon in his neck collapsed, and he was still holding the crumbs of fish feeding on his fingers, with a slight shake, groups of big Fat koi jumped out of the water, scrambling for food.

These fish have bright red backs, and they are so fat that it doesn't affect how quickly they can jump out of the water. The "crutches" lingered in Ji Boming's mind for a while.

His biological mother died young, and the palace also... has nothing to do with it.

Yan Xiaochen's hanging fingers paused slightly, and the palace attendant approached from a distance knowingly, holding a silver pot to refill him with tea. The tea pot was exquisite, painted with hibiscus, full of wealth and nobility, and it was a well-known carving and taste in Yunzhou.

His eyebrows did not raise again, and the back of his ears was chilled by the wind. He stroked the small stove in his arms, and a faint fragrance wafted out of it.

In addition to crutches, what else could it be?But let's see if the prince of Nabo Prefecture can find out anything new and different.

This case dragged on, I don't know how many families there are.This prince, he has to step on the emperor's painful feet to do everything. It seems that whatever the emperor likes, he will go against his bones and do the opposite.

Sure enough, in this palace, those who don't have any plans in mind are the aliens who don't have a long life.

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Under Yanshan Pass.

The horse neighed on the snow, Lu Chengzhi held the stove in one hand and the soup pot in the other, with the reins tied around his waist, and the horse, which was too big for her, was actually driven all the way by her.

The horse ran extremely fast, and snowflakes splashed from the ground. She threw it far away from the stove, and landed in Zhou Tan's arms, panting, "Chun Tingyue."

Coincidentally.

"No matter how Xiangfang is made..." Lu Chengzhi jumped off his horse, breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "The truth is the same, fragrance is poison, and poison is fragrance. The poison of all families comes from the same source, don't you understand? ?”

"so?"

That's why Tianfei made incense to control people's hearts. She always used the so-called "Qingxin Pill". It was not until she had a temporary moment that she ignited a lethal dose of Chun Tingyue for an illusory thought in an attempt to create a In the illusion, I saw the last look of my deceased husband.

This lethal dose of aroma also directly solved the lingering survivors for her.

But the diluted Chun Tingyue is exactly the antidote for the "Qingxin Pill", so this——

Zhou Tan remembered that the man who was brought back after being washed had just survived the two colliding poisons.

Although half of the underground river that transported the sacrifices had collapsed, there was still a passage for him to enter and exit.

After all, only the concubine Tian’s cronies can get a pill that “benefits the children and grandchildren”. Tianfei herself never thought that there would be someone who was intact in the collapsed cave, escaped one calamity after another, and even... saw the light of day again .

There must be a secret in this person!Why on earth did he have a way to go, and why did he have to stay there underground without dying?

In the dark river, there is clearly a narrow escape path. He has entered and exited there frequently, but he still wants to return to the foot of this sunless god, living a strange life that is neither human nor ghost.

But before the two of them took a breath to catch up and say a few more words, the whistle blew from the watchtower, and the sound of horseshoes gradually came from a distance, almost shaking the ground.Zhou Tan barely stabilized his body, he turned his head when he heard the sound, the fire was bright.

Shrugging his shoulders, he put on the handle of the knife, and Zhou Tan walked away quickly against the gust of wind, only saying to Lu Chengzhi, "Go back."

The battlefield that had been silent for a long time was awakened again, and the curtain that countless people were either looking forward to or resisting was suddenly lifted, in this evening that could even be called ordinary.

Later generations will regard it as a great battle 20 years ago, but to those who were there, it still looks like a dull dusk.

Sai Siduo even scooped up a bowl of soup first, and then chewed the half-baked minced meat. He rode his horse through armor and rushed straight towards the tower.

Zhou Tan boarded the city wall. This was the first time he saw the cavalry of the poor hair department, and it was dark.

He was surprised in his heart, where exactly was Ji Qinghe, bumped into them, and remembered those military secrets that were not passed on to the world so clearly.

With good eyesight, he glanced around and saw that the leader was an acquaintance.

Soktor...

This person who should have died in the street fighting, was enshrined in the cemetery of the Po Yue survivors, or turned into a pile of ashes.

Zhou Tan caught a glimpse of Sai Siduo's clenched teeth, her eyes were red, and she seemed a little unbelievably cruel, Zhou Tan brushed past her, but said in a low voice: "Next time, don't be soft-hearted. gone."

The disintegrated Broken Moon Department has more or less the same blood. She is a good general, but if she is soft-hearted, she will not make up a few more knives for her former clansmen. As for how this person crawled out of the grave , I’m afraid I have to ask—the means of the Ministry of Poverty and Development.

Raising ghost soldiers is inseparable from them, and driving things that are not alive or dead is their specialty. Zhou Tan still hasn't figured out the mystery of the mystery. This battlefield drags people into the water immediately. tight.

The author says:

Thank you all--

I am inundated with literature every day, I hope that the more I write, the more boring I am, the wind is really cramped today.

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