Chapter 238

In February, the wind was still cold with frost and snow. When tens of thousands of iron horses galloped with the hard wind, the whole grassland seemed to be shaken and the frost and snow on countless grass tips were shaken down.

Fengzhi micro out of the account, waiting for the account of the helianzheng, her eyes a bright.

Silver fox seven treasures, golden crown, fox hair silver light and golden light complement each other, Black Mink gold silk cloak, colorful embroidered boots, gold brocade robe, black tassel gold button button, belt full of coral and jade agate, kill a tight and powerful waist, waist with ancient copper inlaid emerald waist knife and hanging Amber snuff bottle constantly hitting each other, the sound is clear.

It is more and more beautiful, with amber eyes as thick as wine, dark purple as deep as the abyss, and shining like colorful gems. Compared with the blue robes that can't be buttoned well on peace day, it's really gorgeous and dazzling.

"This man still has to wear clothes..." Fengzhi murmured to herself.

He Lianzheng looks at her eyes a bright expression, is joyfully waiting for her to appreciate, suddenly hears this sentence, the face is half black.

What's the name of it? Is he usually not dressed?

He would like to show it to her without clothes, would she?

Feng Zhiwei has already taken his arm with a smile. Her arm is so gentle that once it passes through his arm, he Lianzheng's heart is like a bubble of warm water. It's too soft to know what's going on. Just now, the abdominal Fei disappeared.

Peony flowers not to be outdone, vigorously want to carry the other side of the son's arm, was the son's disgusted kick, "dead open, crazy woman!"

"I don't know good or bad! CHIGO Liu Mudan swears and lashes his son in the back of his head.

In front of the tent, there was a small hill, which blocked the sight of the king's court and the king's army. The mother and the son chased after each other all the way.

It's the moment I just turned out.

He Lian Zheng Shua helped his mother.

Liu Mudan Shua put down, raised to hit the hand of he Lianzheng, fell to the temples, gracefully swept his hair.

When the three of them turned around the mountain and appeared in front of the Wanjun army, the Royal Army of huzhuo saw the formal little king of Shunyi and the graceful and smiling old princess of Shunyi. As many times before, mother and son came hand in hand and solemnly appeared before Wanjun.

Oh, there's one more person.

Everyone turned their eyes to the Han woman in their king's arms.

Ah! Yellow face! Ah! Thin and weak! Ah! Small hips! Ah! Slim waist! Ah! No former imperial concubine smile proud of the grassland's majestic chest! Ah! Without enough milk, how can the next generation lead them to gallop on the grassland?

The prairie man was disappointed.

I'm not satisfied with anything!

Ba Biao grinned at one side, calling you that virtue, your look, and your dissatisfaction -- a group of his grandmother's lambs, wait.

The eyes of men on the grassland have always been unscrupulous. What's more, Liu Mudan, who is so generous to be looked at or even afraid of being ignored by others, looks like a wolf. While watching, they wait for the timid Han woman in the Central Plains to be seen crying. Many times in the past, the emperor of Zhongyuan gave Han women to Lao Wang, and they also showed them under the guidance of the imperial concubine Cry to see dizzy see run.

Look, look, look, look

They were disappointed.

In any case, Feng Zhiwei looked as if nothing had happened. She looked down on the fierce and fierce Wang Jun with iron armor, just like watching a group of cats in her yard, or cutting her claws for her pet.

The men on the grassland have been looking at it for a long time. They have to admit that even if the woman doesn't meet their requirements, she stands beside the powerful imperial concubine and the king with a light look and a high look. How do you look and feel? It's no less than their natural noble king.

She put her hands in front of her belly with a smile, and her upright posture reminds people of a tall and straight skyflower that grows from the cliff.

He Lianzheng did not speak. With a proud smile, he looked at Feng Zhiwei's first meeting with his rebellious Wang Jun, and then defeated Wan Jun with his majestic and awe inspiring temperament.

Then he turned his head and let out a loud drink.

"Have you seen enough?"

Mixed with the majestic voice of genuine Qi, like rolling thunder across the grassland, tens of thousands of knights with burning eyes were suddenly awakened, and looked at helianzheng with a little dull awe.

This is their son-in-law. Before he went to the imperial capital last year, he was their brother. He served as an assistant leader in the Golden Lion camp under the king's tent. He would eat, sleep and hunt with them. He would wrestle with them on the bonfire Festival. He would take a bath with them in the summer. He would go hunting in the Harlem snow mountain in winter and share the latest food Fresh roasted bear paws.

This is a grandiose son of a rogue in their memory. When he lost his hunting and gambling, he was told to roll several times, but he refused to pay.

Different from the wise and powerful old king, the aristocratic sons lacked certain prestige in their hearts because they were more intimate. At this time, when the royal court was in turmoil, most of the soldiers from the Golden Lion camp who went to Tiansheng Dayao battlefield lost more than half of their strength. The strength of the children of huzhuo's inbeji lineage declined sharply, because Erji could not occupy the remote grassland and gold power In the heart of every knight, there is a sense of uncertainty and uneasiness about the future.Then I was awakened by this thunderbolt.

"Take back to me the silly eyes you only know about women!" He Lianzheng pointed to the front, "show me the grassland behind you. Show me clearly the 4000 gold lion camp soldiers in the snow to the north of Donge pass. They went to the battlefield, and their bones were scattered on the wasteland forever. Let me see clearly that kukuyinerji in the king's court to the South of Donge pass was defeated by huzhuo with your father 30 years ago In Jinpeng department, the Golden Lion Flag is planted all over the northern and southern grasslands. Thirty years later, he died on the throne, but your father's brothers have been buried outside the pass. Hongjile's betrayal has trampled on the Golden Lion Flag, killed your king, stepped on your brother's bones, wiped your boots with your flag, and you still have the face to show up in front of me with this flag? Why don't you go home and strangle your own neck with your mother-in-law's belt? "

"Oh..." Eight Biao all of a sudden Qi issued a bleak howl, like a lonely Wolf crying blood to the moon on the snow mountain.

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