The unlucky county princess and the crown prince

Grandfather did not speak, fell into silence, eyes for the first time revealed a little empty lonely, real and deep.

Hundred Li snow see shape, light voice way: "grandfather is to think of grandmother?"

After grandma's death, he was single for many years. When he mentioned her, he still had that kind of burning light in his eyes. What kind of deep love can he have in just a few years to moisten his long life?

My grandfather stared at Bai Lixue for a long time, "you really look like your grandmother."

Bai Lixue is proud of her smile, bright and enchanting. "My brother says it's more like my grandfather."

Grandfather couldn't help laughing, "you must have guessed that ah Kun gave xuanyuanluo the ghost night."

Hundred Li snow congmou, "his purpose is for Phoenix blood jade, haven't you given up?"

The foreign public security officer patted Baili Xue on the shoulder and said: "everything has its own cause and effect. Since I've made a speech, I can't change everything. Ah Kun didn't do anything wrong."

Hundred Li snow a Zheng, this is a strong word to reason? Why does it sound irrefutable? Muttering: "beimingkun is so bad, why don't you restrain him?"

My grandfather's beard turned up and said, "what are you restraining? What are the restrictions of the Beiming people? Restriction means restriction, restriction means limitation, and limitation means that potential can not be fully explored. Only by being unrestrained can it be carried forward. If there are many restrictions, how could the Beiming family be prosperous today? It would have been destroyed long ago. "

Bai Lixue can't laugh or cry, "grandfather, you can protect short, I'm your granddaughter!"

"You are right, but xuanyuanjue is not. Whether he can pass this level depends on his nature." Grandfather is very clear, let hundred Li snow also have no way to do.

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The dungeon.

"Luo'er, you must ask for justice for your mother's concubine, or she will die." Huifei's shrill cry, like an ice cone, pierced Xuanyuan Luo's heart and woke him up from the nightmare.

Dark dungeon, filthy, rats rampant, xuanyuanluo can't remember how many times it woke up from sleep.

The mother's concubine was covered with blood, and her screams were always lingering in her dream.

On the day of the war, he watched his mother's concubine kill herself with her sword and bloodstain the palace wall in order not to be his burden. "Luo'er, you must not fail..."

"Luo'er, you are all the hope of the concubine..."

"Xue Wanzhao's mother and son bullied us for many years, and her mother and concubine were humiliated. She looked forward to trampling them under her feet one day

"Your grandfather was framed by bailixue and burned to death in zhengtianmen."

"I hope you will remember this blood debt. You must go to Xue Wanzhao and get it back with interest."

……

Life is like a play. He has changed from a noble prince to a prisoner. However, in a short time, xuanyuanluo's mind flashed the day of sending troops to the palace city. He was so elated that he swept away thousands of troops. What a thrilling feeling of gratitude and hatred?

However, the God really treated him too harshly. This kind of fierce momentum lasted only one day and one night, and then he was mercilessly driven into the abyss.

His dream vanish like soap bubbles, charming and brilliant, but as long as the sun is shining, bubbles disappear and disappear, and Xuanyuan Jue is the noon sun.