MTL - Descent of the Phoenix-Chapter 32 Banquet

There is no waiting lady in the moon, she hates these, and can't use them.

Therefore, instead of Xuanyuan Che's two great generals, she became the helper of her message.

"Beads? I think I want to see where I am sacred?" Haoyue looked up and his eyes flashed a savvy.

Yan Hu nodded, Shen Sheng: "I look down and wait for the lord to come back and say, Queen Empress there..." Although the words did not say anything, but the lurking meaning, Haoyue can be willing.

I heard that the Queen’s Prince, Chen Guizhen’s Xuanyuan Che, the Queen’s back, has Zuo Xiangfu as the backing, and Chen Guizhen has the right back to the back, and the two women’s forces are quite equal.

However, Xuanyuan Che, too good, the edge has been far over the Prince Edward Xuan Cheng, the balance of this balance, is bound to bring countless secret hands and feet.

Haoyue has not mixed with the ancient emperors' homes, but this is different from the modern power center. In this way, perhaps the ingenuity of the modern people is more perfect, because he has already absorbed the essence of the five thousand years of imperial power in China. .

I have not studied in the month, but it does not mean that she does not understand.

In the eyes, a sharp ray of light flashed, and the corner of the moon slowly outlined: "I am afraid of who is coming to avoid the moon, no, I don't want to see, she is sacred."

After all, the sleeves and gowns, wearing the usual clothes on the body, went to the Bingyi Palace where the Queen lived.

Anyway, she is now an ugly girl, wearing a phoenix robe is not like a phoenix, it is not as good as ordinary ones.

Behind him, Qiu Ke and Yan Hu looked at each other and immediately followed one person. When they turned around, they walked in the other direction.

Finely crafted, Tianchen Palace, exquisite.

Bingyin Palace, the palace where the Queen lives today.

Haoyue hasn't walked in yet, and the laughter inside has already come from far away, so that Haoyue has a goose bump.

"Miss Murong arrived." The loud voice rang, and the smile inside stopped immediately.

"Xuan." A graceful voice sounded, the guard at the door, immediately slammed into the palace door.

Slowly, he stepped into the main hall of Bingyi Palace, and he glanced at the people in the hall that had already gathered in it.

Yan Yanyan, Chuntao Qiuju, each wins the scene, a beautiful woman in a room.