Descent of the Phoenix

Yesterday, no matter what she said, Xuanyuan Che did not agree that she wore a red robes, even if she was only jealous, not married, nor allowed to wear.

The red robes can only be worn when he is married, but the rest do not think about it.

Thinking of the taste of Xuanyuan's face, Haoyue felt very happy.

If you don't wear it, don't wear it. Her red must be kept with Xuanyuan Che, and pink is pink. Anyway, it is red. For her, it doesn't matter.

According to her point of view, she would not care if she wore white, and she was afraid that the king of gold would smash her.

The smiling eyes slowly swept through the crowd and looked at the people in the crowd who were familiar with them. They nodded invisibly.

The figure passed, and the crowds who were not astonishing in the crowd did not move away.

The spring is splendid, the sun shines from the sky, and the glazed tile roof is full of brilliance.

At this time, the generals of the squadrons have already been lively.

The red lanterns are hung high, the red silk flutters in the wind, and the entire squadron is wrapped in a flaming red, and it is full of joy.

After the civil and military officials of the Jin State came to congratulate, almost no one fell.

Then there are some identities, statuses, and wealth in the Jinguodu, but they are not the nobles of the officials. They are not invited to come to the door and congratulate themselves.

For a time, Haoyue’s squadron was almost overcrowded.

At the entrance, Yun called a light blue robes, dancing with a folding fan, and his face was blue and purple, but the parties who smiled and smiled and greeted, as if he was really the brother of Haoyue.

"Hey, you are old, you please, please..."

"Ah, haha, sit inside, sit inside..."

"Come now, wait for the fines, fine wine..."

But seeing Yun Zong’s long sleeves and good dances, one person’s work of welcoming guests is done by the wind and water, and there is nothing wrong with it.

This month, there was only one Du, one, and Du Dui was cold, and there were not many words in the sky. I hope that he will come to the scene for the moon, not as reliable as he came.

The smile on the face is almost rotted, but my heart is not a taste.

He doesn't want to marry his wife, he just doesn't want to.