"His Majesty, I ..." Fan Shi stopped talking in place. After Zhou Yan left, a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face: "Will His Majesty think that I was intentional just now?"

When she thought of it just now, she felt like she wanted to find a ground sewing.

I bite my lip and left the spot quickly.

The night was rolling and fleeting. When the earth was shining again when the earth was shining, the whole Canghan Town was at least half quiet than usual, because more than half of the army was divided into two roads and surrounded the strategy in advance.

And Zhou Yan's main forces did not move yet. He got up early in the morning.

"I didn't expect that your craftsmanship is so good. This lamb soup is not fishy at all, and you can enter the entrance." He admired it with heat, and even a little incredible.

Wuyang smiled with lips: "Can you be sloppy?"

"This is not difficult for every Western Region, but most of the Western Regions eat rough, it is better to pay attention to cooking."

"Yes, wait for the capital to return to the capital, and I will open a restaurant for you." Zhou Yan said with a joke.

"I would like to listen to His Majesty's arrangement." Wuyang laughed.

Guru!

Zhou Yan drank all the hot lamb soup cleaning, and then spit out a bit of heat, patted his belly, and then kissed the lips of Wuyang with a thunderstorm.

"Hmm ..."

"Your Majesty!" Wuyang didn't respond at all, and was kissed with oily flowers.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Yan laughed, and the praise was successful.

Wuyang couldn't help but flipped a white eye, which was a variety of poses, and then took out Paizi to wipe the mouth for Zhou Yan, and wiped himself.

Zhou Yan held her waist and was about to continue what to do.

Suddenly, the Master Ling shouted outside: "Your Majesty."

Suddenly, the two were separated immediately. Did Guan Shan come back so soon?

"What's the matter?"

Master bitter said outside: "The question book of Sumo has been written, please also look at His Majesty."

Zhou Yan's eyes lighted up, in order to call on more people in the Western Regions to resist, and let those believers understand the true face of Dunhuang and surrender more people, he had already let Su Tuo write it.

Su Tuo was under the pressure of death, and could only write it.

"Come in." Zhou Yidao.

"yes!"

Master bitter master quickly presented the question book. This was a sheepskin roll, which was densely written with text. Zhou Yan quickly swept over.

"Hahaha!"

"Yes, yes!" Zhou Yan laughed after watching it: "Twenty -three sins, good listed, words are sharp enough, how can Xotuo be so obedient this time."

Master bitter said: "Back to Her Majesty, he wrote three times, and there was no pain, so the people below wrote the knife frame on his neck according to your way."

The face of Wuyang Fengyun's face is weird: "If this sheepskin roll is spread back to Dunhuang, the Dunhuang Grand estimates that the nose can be crooked."

"What you want is this effect, he is the best to die!"
Chapter completed!