An Empire as a Betrothal Gift

Qin Wang was injured. This spring hunt immediately interrupted, and all members got a visit.

As a list of rewards of thousands of gold, the head of Yan Yapo has always been hot and coveted. He is born, everyone has seen it, it is necessary to come to three different five.

Understanding is that you are really hurt.

It is important to know that it is the second Raksha you have killed the next, and it is also a feather. It is not hurt to Ji Yue, and it is more like other little .

The people in the army are all in the top, and they are guessing the other party is a powerful person, and they can hurt your hurt.

Only by guarding, the other party is actually not very powerful.

However, it is a more popular, and the time is trying to die. If it is not to keep him, it will not lose the square. If you don't poison, if you don't poison, you won't be like.

It is because of him.

"How to stay in a stay?" Ji Yapu returned to his god.

Waittime, watching the bandage, watching the bed, wrapped in the same Ji Yapo as the scorpion, and smashed the lips.

Ji Yapo said that it is very hurt, it is not very powerful, but it is quite thrilling compared to the experience of no loss in the past. In fact, it is some skin injuries. It is not very important after the poison. The palace is the best medicine, and there is no matter what to take a while in bed.

This is still far away than the hurt of the real knife, the real knife, the real gun is hurt.

It can be seen that it is not good.

Safety of the day before, from the sickbed, and the eye is lying down again. Waving is a funny and helpless, there is a little bit of sour.

He didn't sleep well these days. He thought of that the arrow passed through the shoulder blade, and stopped in front of him. Every every awake, it is a cold sweat.

He regretted.

Regular regret why you can not shoot in time.

Warfare recognizes yourself. At the end of March, he was his birthday. He did not just in the event of the period. He didn't want to go to the end.

He endured so many years, it could not be destroyed.

Survey is the same. Even if the critical juncture, it has always retained a near cruel cool and do the most correct decision.

But when he looked at Ji, he was injured in front of him. In order to protect him, the warm and red blood splashed to his eyes -

Warfare, go to his calm.

He has to let these people die.

Therefore, the guards live the killing, slaughtering the assassin in the mountains.

He exposed too much flaw. Whether it is an arrow bag that is gobble, those dead assassins with the arrows of Yan Yue flag, Ji Yunde is bandaged very good wound, inexplicable, or small-red horseshoe printing ... Various evidence You can indicate the suspiciousness of heaviness.

He believes that Ji will not know. I will never let these doubts will never let these doubts when checking the identity of the assassin.

Waitage has been waiting, wait for Ji Que.

No. I didn't ask.

Ji Yue is quietly waiting for bed, really do not smell the window, do not mention the words for those doubts, even have not asked what happened later that day.

Seeing that heavily is still an intention, the relatives are not or less.

This is a wave of convitality.

Then the big flaw is in front of how you are in front of you, and Jih is not visible.

How is Ji Yapo?

Warfare looks complicated to Ji Yapo, and found that he suddenly didn't understand his thoughts.

He doesn't know, or faint can guess but do not want to think - Ji Yapo is also waiting.

Waiting for his initiative.

One is the active asked, and one is the active saying. Theirities are too similar, and they have experienced too much, so that even the way the behavior is the same.

It is a difficult deadlock.

"Nothing." Warfare once again avoided the topic of countless times in the mouth.

The smile of Yan Yapo is light, soon recovered: "What is your birthday?"

The topic jump too fast, and the heavens have not responded for a while: "What?"

"Isn't you birth in a few days? What do you want, I will do it."

"..., your body is still not good, I started to keep me birth time?" Warfare simply didn't know how to say him.

"Lonely is tough, go to bed at the end of the month, there is no way." "Ji Yapo said seriously," This is the first birthday that is alone, it is not a small thing. "

Waving is 19 years old to meet him. He missed the battle for nineteen years, and the birthday preparation for him will naturally be grand.

Guardian: "I want you to get better soon."

Ji smiled: "Follow it. Is there?"

"... I will not give me a blade to stop the knife." The picture is once a way to become the dream.

Ji Yapo, I thought it was.

Warfare question: "Do you answer?"

Ji Yue shook his head: "I can't agree."

Warfare, I am angry: "I am angry."

Jiye is helplessly: "I can't agree with the angry, I can't agree."

"The crisis of the loneliness is heavy, the things on the mountain, the future is home to the house. I always be vigilant, pay attention, prevention is taken by people to take the empty, and I will come." Jiye slowly. "

The hike is slightly painful.

"Lonely does not want you to be in danger, but if you have a day, dangerous is close to you, or I will stop it once." Ji Yapian said, "I don't want you to be angry, I don't want you to be injured."

Waving returned to him. He was angry: "But I -" I don't want you to be injured! "

"Don't be." Ji Yapo stopped him, "Lonely guarantees that day will not happen again. Lonely protect yourself, don't worry."

Warfare: "..."

Ji Yue is on a bandage, saying that this is really unprincuring.

"That day ... Angsui is crying." Ji Yapo suddenly changed his call, smiled shallow, "Even if there is only one drop, let me see, but it is more painful than the arrow of the bed."

The guards remembers his arrow, and I don't remember the tears of the air.

The guards are calm and strong. Ji Yue has never seen the obvious frightening and panic in the eyes of the air, accompanied by a heartbroken fragile. It is that, he also believes that it is loved him.

Not less than him.

It is a longitudinally to find a doubt, and he does not ask.

"It is for you to cry, I will take care of yourself." Ji Yue is holding his face, "heroes, believe me, okay?"

Waving stares on him half, low and lowway out of a word: "Well."

March 28, the guardian life.

The birthday of Guijun will be grand, let alone yourself ordered the big operation, the more you have to do it, the more you want to give a perfect birthplace.

Warfare, nineteen years in Chu, the son's respect, and no one will celebrate. It can also be a few dishes from the table, and the chopsticks will not be more pairs. After full, you will take a full form, cold ice, no taste.

If you are lucky, you encounter the master from the end of the world, and will give him some exterior gadgets. However, the master came to not trace, and it is a stock of stocking, sometimes it does not look at the shadow.

He went to Qin to Qin, such a big thing, did not come to see him. It can be said that it is very ruthless.

With the master's skills, if you really want to see him, you can pass unimpeded to the ground, let alone a Qinwang Palace in the district.

Sighing while sighing than paper thin masters, while looked at the eyes of the eyes, it is like a favorite clothes: "To wear this?"

Does he look at the people who will wear red clothes?

The palace who sent clothes laughed: "Your Protestine is deliberate to send the scorpion to the son, and the son must wear it. It will wear a festive and red fire."

Warfare: "... ... let go."

Waving did not cross the red in this life. Chu Guoshang is white, and the guard is also born, and it is more beautiful, and a white dress is more likely to flutter.

It is like red this kind of Zhang Yang Yan's color, and the heavens are never touched.

He should have to wear this time.

After changing the clothes, pick the curtains, and the palace people have a stunning, busy: "The son please go to the Golden Temple."

The banquet is located in the Golden Temple. This place is that the national feast level is qualified to hold here, but Ji Yapo has a giving birthday banquet, and the banquet participation is visible to it.

This is a pleasant in the temple. The haze of the Jun Wang in the beginning of the month seems to have fallen, anyway, the small scene, calm, no panic. Are you still not good now?

Ji Yapo is sitting on the head, waiting for the arrival of the sky. His body has strong resilience, so far, it has been hurting a seven or seven eight eight, and it can't see it under the clothes.

The young man on the high seat did not wear Xun Xun in the king today, but they didn't have a red dress, and it was very different from above the night. The phoenix is ​​circulated, there is no double color, and the end is a routine.

The legitimate minister wondered why he had a red dress today, and some people hoped to the door, and the seat came out of the micro suction.

The young people in a red dress stepped into the main hall, such as the fire, more skin. The exquisite five officials have not been covered by this colorful cage, which is reversed to make the original, an elegant bonus.

It's like a fresh juvenile.

He presses like this dazzling red.

He also is so dazzling.

When there is a heart, I find that the son is in the color of this clothes ... the same as the one of your body.

If other people are hitting, the collision is called. If this is ... that can only be said to be a pair of monks set up, quite married, exaggerating things.

Many people feel that they silently eat a food of Ameng.

Li Yue is immediately taking notes: "One day in a certain year, Your Majesty is with the son with a red dress, such as a pair of groom ..."

Waving met the clothes of Yan, suddenly understood, after the end of the ridicit, he was hide, covering the sleeve: "The abacus is very good."

Ji Yapiang said: "Very nice."

Warfare arrogance: "I look good every day."

Ji Yue followed: "Yes Yes."

Waving can't help but laugh.

This nerd.

When the protagonist arrived, the banquet was officially started. Ji Yapo carefully prepared for this feast, song and dance, drama, even invited the folk juggling team to enter the palace performance.

Just in order to be fun.

Waving is very good for the face, and I don't live with my heart.

The wine has passed three patrols, and many ministers present have been drunk. Instead, it is that Ji is hurt, and it is also a cup, and the two is not difficult.

The juggling team is performing a dance knife, and the musicians are holding a companion. A big man will play a props to the tiger and tiger and tiger, making many ministers cheering.

Waiter gangsters are fine deep.

The music cleaner is getting faster, and the sword is bordered, and it is powerful. Until finally, I all dial it, I was broken.

Make the knife big man, when you receive any instructions, you can't get rush to the first, and pull the knife to the cellar.

- that is actually a truth.

Assassins may be late, but never absent.

Some ministers have not known a wine glass, so it has been scared, and it is stunned to face this burst.

It is cold, and the heavens are in his body, the distance is near, his first reaction is to protect the sky to prevent injury, and do its own response.

The protection of this underlying consciousness makes the guardian fingertips, and the words in the mind are flashing in the mind.

"Lonely does not want you to put in danger, but if you have a day, danger is close to you, or I will stop it once, I will stop it."

"I don't want you to be angry, I don't want you to hurt."

...... He never allows Ji Yue injured to happen again in front of him!

Action is faster than reason. When the passenger's head rolled in the ground, the minister of the full house was silent.

They didn't even react what happened just now.

The rich bloody flavor makes everyone awakens from the sluggish, and the timid palace has a harsh scream.

Yan Yapo has not changed, just quietly watching the youth of the blind sword.

The back shadow that is seen when I am half awakening in the day of the day.

He is clear.

On the occasion of the thousands of hair, Waiterlessly did not see the speed of seeing, pulling out the Wardeen of the temple, and a sword broke the secretion of the Assassin.

Everyone is shocked to the sky.

Their eyes are harmless, weak, and kill the assassin with any of the speeds of the guard.

The youth is very quiet, and the sword also drops blood.

Then he looked up, threw the sword in his hand straight, inserted into the column, nailed the portrait of the teacher who wanted to escape.

The musician is a spirit, and it is fixed in place.

After a while, Ji Yapo said light: "Catch it.

There will be a guardian and juggling team with a juggling team. There is still not long-eyed, want to catch the sky, after all, the gongzi hides the hand, the same is the same.

Jiye coldly: "Return!"

The guard is shaking, and retreats silently.

Waters turn, look up to Ji Yapo, and reclaim the line in an instant.

Ji Yue is getting up, from the top slowly, stop in front of the air.

He got close to him and whispered a word.

The guards became slightly red, after a while, nodded helplessly.