A Layman in the Qin Dynasty

· Ask for flowers.

With a light drink, Yan Ganxi kicked Prince Yan's eyelid directly, knocking Prince Yan down, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he quickly adjusted his sitting position, again. sit up, low

Keep your head down, don't say a word

Because Prince Dan understands that it's too late for him to say anything

He didn't understand why Qi had turned into a frontal attack.

How did Zhao Guo respond to the request?

Not only did he sacrifice [-] elites for this, but even that person committed suicide.

Is it to bring down all sins?

Thinking of this, Prince Yan couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, his breathing was a little heavy, and the flowers at the corners of his eyes couldn't hold back, as if they were about to fall.

"Brother Wang, why do you get angry with your nephew? You can't blame him for this. It's really that the old man was too deceitful and deceived his nephew Chuan. It's not his fault."

Yan Chunjun, who was standing beside Yan Wangxi, hurriedly protected Yan Wangxi, who was holding his foot, for fear that he would fall, and comforted him at the same time.

What a traitor! At such an age, he is still not a weapon, and he brought such a person to the widow's side, and he is so angry that the widow will beat him to death today!"

Yan Ganxi Guoyan was even more furious, thinking of the words that Prince Yan had brought people over to say.

Especially when he was persuaded by the old thing, his heart was boiling with enthusiasm.

What is the result of this?

As soon as you touch the cold water, it flows directly from the head to the feet, which is called a tempting cold.

There is also a

I actually believed it at the time, and even my blood was boiling?

Immediately, Yi Shi Jiji kicked Yan Crown Prince Dan, and Yan Crown Prince Dan did not dare to hide, nor was he able to hide.

Yan Chunjun even supported Yan Wangxi, and while persuading him, he made him feel more comfortable.

fight him?

This kid is still too young, if he wants to kill him, he has more than a dozen ways to kill him.

Chapter [-] I'll be good, what day is it today?

Xianyang Palace, Lanchi Palace.

The snow outside the house is covered with snow, and the pool in the garden is also covered with snow.

Inside the house, the heat is scorching hot and the incense is lingering like a beautiful picture that has been rolled out, completely different from the scenery outside the house.

"Don't, it's not good if people find out.

Zhao Qixie sucked in a breath of cold air, hurriedly held Zhao Ji's head, and said angrily

Was this woman made by a tiger?

bite at every turn

I can't get used to this habit, it was fine in the past, but now there are two women in the family, Jingzhao doesn't ask a lot, but on Yanlingji's side, Yao is my little vinegar jar, sticking to him ruthless.

If this writing was seen, he would not be able to explain it.

Zhao Ji raised her head slightly, her long hair was broken, and the cool "Yi Wutu" Jiang winked at Zhao Qixie's shoulders like silk. Flicking the ground I just bitten

Fang, while rubbing it, said funnyly: "Little thief, you are also afraid sometimes."

She really didn't see when Zhao Liexie was afraid of begging.

If this little thief was too timid, he would not dare to sneak to her Lanchi Palace after the morning court.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just worried that the oil man will find out, and I won't be able to see you again in the future. I'm not afraid, it's straight, I'm not afraid."

Zhao Qixie stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Ji's delicate lower door, raised his head slightly, and the mouth fish hooked slightly, and said blankly with a smile.

"Believe your nonsense, I haven't been here for three days.

Zhao Ji stretched out her hand and patted off Zhao Qixie's sullen hand, got up gracefully, grabbed the thin red silk lamb beside her on the net, turned around and settled down on the bed, with a pair of legs like jade, beautiful and petite lotus feet silent stomped on the ground

The board walked towards the dressing table on the side.

The long skirt thumped on the ground and dragged a little long, as flat as the phoenix's feathers.

"I also want to handle national affairs. Your son has explained to me that many things are difficult to do."

Zhao Qixie lazily admired Zhao Ji dressing up in front of him, and complained at the same time.

"Bengong said to beg, if you are willing, I will move out of this Xianyang Palace, go to this palace's fief, then let you come over, do whatever you want, and do this Xianyang, this Taiqin, you don't care what it is."

Zhao Ji combed her hair lightly, and when she heard the words, she couldn't help but smile and complain.

What can Zhao Qixie say?

It can be said that Zhao Ji is too hearty, and Zhang Ranxiang swallows him alone

Thank you for bowing to the candle

People are not ancient