On the second day of March, Yuan Qing, the first minister of Turkey, Guo Erren, led the Ministry of Fire to openly launch a rebellion on the occasion of the day sacrifice in Turkey, causing people to assassinate the female emperor admired by thousands of people in Turkey, and buried explosives in Gong Yue Palace in an attempt to plot to assassinate Turk Khan together. Many palaces in the palace were damaged, and the imperial secretary was injured countless times. Fortunately, Fei Khan was blessed by Tengger singer. Although he was seriously injured, his life was safe.
Fei Dukehan was physically and mentally hurt and cried in front of the bottle several times until he fainted. Finally, he managed to personally hold the cremation ceremony of Queen Jenin. Western countries have sent envoys to pay their respects, and Xiting also sent a eulogy written by Xiting's father himself, posthumous title Ningdi.
On the same day, Berk Amir of Grove teamed up with Dali to defeat the Hopi clan in Ulaanbaatar. The Huopai clan, regardless of gender, age and age, was slaughtered, and none survived. Ulaanbaatar was owned by Amir Hu Ye of Grove from then on.
Later, the Turks returned the daughter of Sodom and the new princess of the prince of Luo to Dali, and agreed to marry the daughter of Dali's imperial clan to Kochton as compensation.
People began to spread that the wealthy businessman was a woman, and some even thought that she was actually Mrs. Hua, the long-lost wife of Tan Xue's son, and the matter spread all over the world. Dali Kingdom and Xi 'an yuanshi county were noncommittal about this rumor, but Tanxue Company relapsed and stayed at home.
Fei Duhan's favorite is He Dun, the hot sweat of the fire-dialing family. Because of the rebellion of his father and brother, he was implicated and strongly stimulated, so that he miscarried, lost his mind in grief, and even didn't know his own children. It is said that she held a doll with long braids all day, crying and laughing, but the kind Fei Duhan not only didn't put it in the cold, but even didn't take back the title of big princess. Khan pitied Mu Yi and Princess Affin for losing their mothers when they were young, so he asked the queen to bring them up and re-manage the harem affairs.
In Qingyuan, Turkey, the rain is a little too long. It seems that there are endless spring rains, just like simple herdsmen on the grassland miss the tears of the female emperor, and they seem to lament the glory of going home forever.
It's already a moment of shock, and the spring rain still keeps coming. Imperial secretary's sweat was mixed with rain, and the bombed palace was repaired non-stop. Fei Duhan, with a bandage on his left hand, sat in the gazebo of the golden rose garden, listening to the pattering March spring rain and watching the flowers of the golden rose garden wither in the rain.
"Husband spinning, heroes are rewarded, class is the father, Su Yu net, Ninghou, the sky is high, today is the first, and it will last forever. . . . . . "
"That's enough!"
Sahor interrupted Amir with a straight face, still staring at the golden rose garden, full of irony: "As long as the first emperor is extremely satisfied, we will take it to the first emperor!"
Amir bowed and said yes.
Saluer stretched himself as if nothing had happened. "Are there any traces of mice that almost destroyed my bow and moon palace by putting explosives?"
Amir knelt down on one leg and said in shame, "Khan, the underground palace has collapsed, and there is no trace of the son who walked through the snow, and Xi 'an has no news of the son who walked through the snow." "
"Can the original dark man change anything?"
"It seems to have disappeared, and I can't find it."
"He's not dead," Sahor snorted, leaning slightly, which seemed to affect the wound on his chest. There was a hint of malice in his eyes, but he murmured, "You don't smell the snow fragrance of Qin, but you are beautiful, warm, sensitive and knowledgeable. A wise man is thousands of miles away, and there is no one like him. Xue Zou, known as the proud name, dressed up as a smelly and dirty old man. In the future, the Lord's power can still watch his woman deal with me for months, but it is also very human. "
His wine pupil glanced at Amir: "Remember, this truth will be the most terrible enemy of my great Turk."
Amir nodded and continued: "Prince Duan has returned. There are many famous doctors in Yu Ye Palace. So far, the prince hasn't appeared in public. He seems to have been seriously injured. The only thing that worries me is that the black man in Dali Scout is still wandering around looking for hibiscus flowers. . . . . . "
"Shut up, I don't want to hear her name," Sahur guzzled. Amir immediately silenced, but saw Sahur's chest ups and downs, and then fell to the ground, covering his wound. Amir hurried forward to check Sahur's injury, but fortunately it didn't snow.
Sarour calmed down and forced himself to hide the pain in his chest. Suddenly he smiled at Amir and said, "From today on, we will conduct a strict search. As for that bitch, "he said coldly," I will punish her and raise my head to see her. "
The spring rain seemed to pour in Amir's heart, making him feel cold. He looked down at the marble floor tiles and thought it was strange for the monarch who grew up together.
The rain gradually stopped, and the petals of roses were dripping with water, like tears on a beautiful face. The monarch and the minister were silent for a while. Sahur gawked at Xinyuying for a while and said slowly, "I want to hold another funeral for Laduyi and make it Kehetun. Go and choose a date for me. "
There were tears in Amir's eyes: "Gloria pays tribute to your kindness."
Sarour raised his hand and told Amir to back off.
He looked at Bi Ye Zhu Jing for a moment and shouted, "Ah, He Na."
Soon an old imperial secretary came, and he asked in a low voice, "How is she?"
He Na knelt down and said, "Empress Fei Da still stays up day and night, crying with her daughter-in-law in her arms all day. She wants to see the prince and princess affin. " Sahur was in a daze for a long time and said nothing: "big princess is not feeling well, so it's better for the Queen to bring her up. You should take care of her wholeheartedly and don't make mistakes. "
O black na seems to have something to say, but looking at Khan's cold eyes, she always closed her mouth and withdrew.
Sahor was very angry, so he walked out of the pavilion and went to the tree mother god.
The closer you get to the Broken Heart Hall, the more powerful the power of Zishen is, and the more you can feel the interference from the past. When several people couldn't open the enchantment, he decisively sacrificed his newborn daughter and opened the enchantment. Unexpectedly, Zi Shen has been replaced, and he is becoming more and more elusive.
Is it true that Jue Yuan is better than Saru, as Furong said? No way, it's Ruhr. He's the winner, not the poor guy. Even if the original Feijue was stronger than he thought, he had many weaknesses. The biggest weakness was the woman in his heart who couldn't even tell the difference in appearance, Hua Furong, so he killed Hua Furong and sealed the original Feijue.
So, where did the purple ruins go? I think I followed Furong to the bottom of this underground palace.
He squatted down, patted the mother of the land under the tree, and sneered in his heart: "No, you'd better sleep underground with Furong, and I will prepare everything for you."
"What is your majesty's command?" A crisp voice came, and when he turned around, he saw a beautiful woman with sideburns, whose body had already been wet by the spring rain, and her chest faintly revealed attractive crimson and bold brown eyes.
"What's your name? I have never seen you before. "
"The handmaiden's name is Dogura. She used to serve Queen Fei Da, and now she is a policeman in Qingfengtang. " The beauty's voice is charming and soft, with a hint of bitterness.
Sahor smiled clearly: "Come to Shensi Temple to serve tonight."
Dogura was beaming, kneeling on the ground, saluting, clasping his hands slightly to make his plump chest more mouth-watering, then twisting his waist and disappearing into the rose garden.
Sahour's mood got better inexplicably, and he showed his flying skills a little. As usual, when he is happy or bored, he will jump into his mother's tree and look out for a while, and his mood will be relieved. This is the same as the original.
It suddenly occurred to me that the woman had somehow climbed over the tree mother god. Thinking of that woman, his hand scratched the bark around him involuntarily, and he scratched it with only a slight noise.
He felt a little guilty. After all, Mother Tree is his most revered sacred tree. As long as he is in the tree mother god, he can calm his fidgety mood. Because he didn't like the appearance of this woman in his space, he decided to make an edict immediately, and no one was allowed to get close to this tree mother god within three steps, and the offenders would be killed without forgiveness.
He closed the bark, only to find that the branches of the tree mother seemed to be hollow. He tore open the bark below, and there was a black wooden box inlaid with silver.
A strange feeling came to my mind. He slowly opened the wooden box, and I saw an ordinary silver chain lying quietly inside. The pendant is a big silver medal, and the pattern on it is a bit familiar. He snorted. Yes, that's what Hua Furong carries with him, sir.
She wants to hold him and die with the purple ruins. This stupid woman, if he gets close, she will be surprised. Stabbed twice, and then threw the reward into your arms, wouldn't it be over?
At that time, her eyes were dim, but when the truth was mentioned, her eyes softened and turned into water.
He still remembers the warmth when she fell down with him, the warmth that belongs to him alone. At the moment of facing death, even through the cloth and the terrible purple wound, he could still feel the woman's warm and round chest rubbing against his chest, and he actually reflected it. He was very excited. If the will to survive hadn't awakened him, he might have been intoxicated, and even wanted to pull her back to the cliff, mercilessly trample her body and let her beg for mercy under him.
No, this carefree rotten horse is the weakness of the original non-Jue, and it is the stupidity of the original non-Jue. He chuckled and once again cursed in his mind with disdain. It's not the original Feijue, you poor bastard.
He was trying to take off the silver medal with his internal force when he suddenly felt something hard on the other side. He turned it over and a purple gem was set on the other side of the silver medal. He looked at him quietly in the sun, crystal clear, reflecting his gradually twisted and scared face, and then gradually emitting hot white light.
"Grandpa Hui Jue, the handmaiden's name is the same as this cherry blossom, and she also has flowers. The name of the handmaiden is Furong, and the color of the flowers is red. You can remember it. " A blue figure, in the purplish sky, her voice is so gentle, as if she quietly stuffed the soft and fragrant cherry petals into her hand.
"You. . . . . . Sir, what can you do if you stab me to death? " She stood by the river as if her hands were shaking with fear. It's snowing. Her hands are holy white, the same color as snowy days.
"No, today is my birthday. Why don't you give yourself to me? " Small figure sitting there, shy and timid, her whole body is a mass of red shadow, quiet, but exciting.
"I have a magic weapon you gave me. As long as I wear this silver chain, no matter where I go and what kind of person I become, we will recognize each other. "
"Brother Fei, can you believe that if you change your appearance and even lose your memory because of time and distance, as long as you love each other, can you still recognize each other and find your lost heart?"
"I'm sorry, this is not a jue. In this world, you are the one I am sorry for. No matter how you punish me, you don't complain, but I can't let you hurt yourself, because I love him and love me. . . . . . No regrets. I cannot regret it. "
No jue, no jue.
"ah!" With a loud cry, Mother Tree resounded through Gong Yue Palace and the guards came. Khan of Grand Turk fell from the tall tree mother. His eyes were closed, blood was oozing from his chest, and his hands clung to the silver chain with half a purple gem.
Every flower has its own reward, and every flower has its own sorrow. If you ask acacia, when flowers bloom and fall.