Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

[Book reviewer] Those loves that are quiet in time╭

It's amazing when you meet in an instant, and you've rarely seen a handsome Pang'er.She was dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe, with sleeves fluttering in the wind.She is more beautiful than Taoyao, but she is relegated to the world.During the Lantern Festival, guess lantern riddles.Frowning lightly, he thought about it a few times.The next time I see you, I don't know the face.Although we met each other, we arrived in a hurry.Under a mask of green face and long fangs, there is a trace of mystery, a trace of unpredictability, one side is profound, and a little domineering and cute. You give people a kind of gauze covering the eyes, a hazy, trance feeling. You and Baili Cangzhu It’s different from you, who passed away in Xiaoxiao, Yi Shuihan, who was casual, and I am self-absorbed and obsessed with Yi Han. Emotions are like silver needles sinking into the bottom of the sea, giving people a feeling of being unpredictable and incomprehensible. Maybe Zihe is your shallow relationship, and smoke is your deep love, or not, there should be most of you. Many readers can't tolerate the prince's actions, using smoke as a substitute for Zihe, we all hope that love will be free from blemishes and dirt, but the reality is often not like this... In the big dyeing vat in the imperial court, you can do a job with ease, but the prince's position But let you win the cold at the top, the intrigue among the prince's brothers, intrigues, family affection turned into calculations and schemes.I think in fact, you have also wanted to let go of all these things, live a chic and comfortable pastoral life, weave clothes and farm with the one you love, depend on each other and fear each other, and grow old forever, but there is nothing so smooth and happy in life.Stealing the floating life for half a day, the writing is not good, and a few graffiti are randomly smeared... The way is: the writing in the water is naturally unmarked, and the king's heart is dark, who will be the king?

【Book Reviewer】Wings of Liberty

The wind lifts the curtain and the curtain is soft, Xie Niang wakes up early and is lazy in makeup.Jade is muscle and bone, snow is intestines.It's not far from Hibiscus.How can the romantic be the same as the layman?Light shirt and side hat and calm.The white lotus outside the window is still there, and the people inside are as thin as yellow flowers.The hibiscus is in full bloom and I don't know my worries, and the curtain of dense fragrance penetrates through.Flowers attack everyone on their own, Suhua is accompanied by alone.The courtyard is full of small ponds and moons, and the beautiful people in the courtyard hurt themselves.Yangchun Baixue people don't know each other, and Jinxiu articles don't know each other.Worrying in the wind, lingering in her arms, she paid Furong to listen.Affectionate and talented together, leaning on a railing figure in the red flames.Leaving and turning three o'clock without rest, the red candle beside the book weeps alone.The stars are scattered and the moon is hazy, and the cold wind is piercing into the boudoir.The quilt is cold and the mandarin pillow is lonely, and the shadow of hibiscus under the moon is blurred.Hard work has its own rewards, and painstaking efforts will eventually be rewarded: the people in the text room in the book are as delicate as the soul of Yu Xian.What is the similarity between poignant and beautiful words?The color of hibiscus is the tears of people.Tears to see the flowers and tears do not dry, the jade man leaning on the railing is alone and haggard.The blooming of flowers has its own blooming period, and the flowers wither in the flower withering season: the day when the hibiscus blooms in the summer breeze, and the autumn rain when the leaves of the sycamore are falling.The fragrance of fallen leaves drifts away with the wind, but I hope that the traces of lotus leaves will not be forgotten.

【Book reviewer】 °You are not my beloved, how do you know my love

Cang Zhu, your persistence makes people feel distressed.Can't love it.I can only watch from afar as the person I love gradually moves away from my side but there is nothing I can do.Your love breaks hearts.The pain in your heart cannot be vented.You are a good emperor, working hard for your people.A good person like you should have a good outcome, and loving someone who is not your own has to suffer like this.God treats you both fairly and unfairly.Your helplessness, your deep sadness, your devotion are all fascinating.The deeper the love, the deeper the hurt.Dear Cang Zhu, you must be happy!