I don't know why, he always feels that people like Cang Qiao will not be as simple as ashes.
Make people uneasy ...
At this time, several generals led people over, and after saluting Shangguanhong's industry, Hao boxing ——
"The emperor has passed, and His Royal Highness was originally the prince of the first emperor, but he had not held a register ceremony.
Ling Bo and other soldiers kneeled together: "Please be ascended to the throne quickly!"
In the dark and snowy sky, Shangguan Hongye looked at the figure who kneeling kneeling, and the handsome face was complicated and deep -
This is the day he has been waiting for, isn't it?
Full of ambitions can finally be achieved, no need to bow their ears, be careful.
So why should you refuse it?
He raised his hand and said, "The people in love are flat, and the next funeral and climbing ceremony will be worked!"
"Yes -His Majesty!" Everyone hugged Qi Qi Qi.
... ...
Hundreds of miles away
In the Korean city in the fine snow, the night is vast.
The figure on the bed sat up sharply, sweating.
She covered her chest dead, as if she was shot there, and the pain continued to spread from the inside.
"Huh -Huh-"
She looked at the window blankly, but couldn't help but frightened: "Ajo!"
The door was hurriedly pushed away, and Chunhe came in with a lantern: "What happened to the young lady? But the nightmare?"
If Ming Lan took a deep breath, took the Paizi she handed in, and held it in front of her chest: "I ... dreaming him, dreaming that he was red, looked at me with a smile, and the flame rolled him ..
.... Disappearing. "
When the words did not fall, I suddenly saw Jingming standing with Xuexue and standing outside the door: "Miss Miss, Jingcheng urgently reported!"
If Ming Lan had a meal, he immediately put on his clothes: "Immediately let people come in, send hot tea."
In order to hurry day and night, they simply solve the outermost thick skin or coat, which is almost counted and sleepy.
But half a minute.
The sloppy figure has been sitting on the table, cutting candlelights while listening to the people in front of them.
In her hearing- "Nine thousand years old, the head of the East Factory Governor Cang Qiao held the emperor, confronted the Qin King who forced the palace, and finally arrowed in the arrow, buried in the sea of fire ..."
Ming Lan Ruo's scissors fell to the ground with a "slam".
She opened her red eyes slightly and looked at the person, stood up: "Can this be true?"
"The eyeliner of Beijing is about to report on both day and night, and there will be no fake." Chen Ning said.
When Ming Lan closed her eyes, her body was slightly dangling. It turned out that that night, he carved him into every inch of her body in this way.
He only said what he had to do, and said he wanted her to wait for him, but refused to tell him what he was doing.
It was such a crazy move ...
When it is really the most hateful and most pity, it is him!
She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and quickly asked the current situation of the Beijing Middle East plant, Jin Yiwei.
The people who came to report the letter reported them truthfully.
If Ming Lan paced back and forth back and forth, he suddenly said: "Let everyone prepare, let's set off in the morning, set off immediately, quickly and whip, run towards the three southwest provinces at the fastest speed!"
Chen Ning, Chunhe and others were stunned: "Miss, we only arrived yesterday, isn't we going to rest and supplement food for two days?"
Ming Lan Ruo Ming's eyes narrowed, looking at the cold night sky outside the window--
"If I can't hurry up in Chu Yuanbai's site in the few days after our new emperor ascended the throne, and wait for the new emperor to come out, he will send someone to get my imperial decree, it will be here!" This chapter has been completed!