Phoenix Couch Luan [CP Ended]

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

Zhen Xihou knelt down on the ground trembling, his old face was dripping with sweat.

"How many times have I said on weekdays, restrain your nephews and don't make troubles, look at your good son! He is rampant and tyrannical, slaves and murderers, even the princess is not in his eyes. I really think that with the queen mother protecting me, I can't deal with you. ?”

"I don't dare! The dog has no eyes, and he didn't mean to offend the princess!" Zhenxihou tried his last courage to call out his son, "The assassination... was definitely not done by a dog, someone must have framed it, my lord." Mingjian!"

The emperor saw that he was still trying to bite at random, and became more angry: "Go back and think about your mistakes behind closed doors!"

A family of unreasonable bastards!Look at the concubine Xian's natal family, the family style is upright and the children are simple and honest. Although Yan Chengjue has no fame, he manages his ancestral business prosperously. Dangdang passed the exam all the way, and even topped the list in the rural exam. How could such a fine jade and beauty be born in Yan's family!

Just as Marquis Zhenxi left, the eunuch in Concubine Shu's palace hurried over to report that Concubine Shu was holding her stomach and screaming for pain, fearing that her fetus was gasping.

"Go and call the imperial doctor, what's the use of looking for me!" Well, another one who hit the gun - usually a spoiled concubine is always harmful, but this time is unusual, the emperor is being upset by the assassin, don't Speaking of Concubine Shu, he didn't want to give the Queen Mother any face.

It was noon after finishing the chores, the emperor ate a few mouthfuls of rice without taste, pushed the bowls and chopsticks, and set them up in Zhilan Palace.

The delicate "nine princesses" were assassinated when they went out, so they were naturally frightened and sick in bed. Eunuch Huang, as if he was facing an enemy, cleaned up the entire Zhilan Palace. To be on the safe side, Xia Yunze also filled in the bricks that Xia Yunze worked so hard to dig out. , His master was so angry that he almost fell ill.

Turning grief into appetite, he ate a bit full at noon, Xia Yunze dug out this Fengyue novel to put the dead body on the bed.

I wanted to help sleep, but I didn't expect the author to write too fragrant and very graphic, which made him instantly recall the hot and unrestrained European and American girls on the hard disk in his previous life. Not only did he look more energetic, even Xia Xiaoze became more energetic.

It is estimated that he has eaten well, slept well, exercised regularly, and his little friend who has not moved since time travel stood up and saluted when he was reading the storybook where the scholar fought the vixen.

Xia Yunze hesitated for a while, but fortunately there was no one in the inner hall, after a slow motion of his left and right hands, he could enter the sage's time and continue to do a shy publicity.

Before the slow motion replay, his seventh brother came, came in without knocking on the door, and sat on the edge of the bed with the curtain raised, not treating himself as an outsider.

This is fucking embarrassing.

Xia Yunze shrank into the quilt like a frightened little white rabbit, tears streaming down his face, panting, his cheeks blushing, his hands still hidden in the quilt, and the Fengyue storybook spread out by the pillow, it was obvious that he had done nothing wrong.

Xia Yunqing understood, and laughed, not only didn't consciously leave the stage to keep his morals, but also picked up the scripture book to read to him maliciously.

The next thing happened was that the fox spirit was crushed by the scholar's mighty power and couldn't bear to show his tail. Scared so much that the fox spirit, husband, gentleman, husband, brother, and brother screamed...

The intimate and explicit words poured out from Seventh Brother's glamorous lips, but his steady reading voice gave people a strange fascination. Hearing this, Xia Yunze's ears became numb, and he stretched out Erkang's hand to Seventh Brother, begging: "Don't ...Don't read it..." If you read it any longer, your brother will really be screwed, and European and American girls can't save me!

"Promise!" Seventh Brother sneered, turned a page back with great interest, and exclaimed, "Huh? This vixen is a man!"

"What?!" Xia Yunze's whole body trembled, and the European and American girls in his mind instantly disappeared.

He turned over and read with Seventh Brother's finger. The more he read, the more he was sad and indignant, and he wailed: "Fuck! The hot chicken author lied to my feelings! What kind of women's clothes are you, a male fox, wearing?!"

Xia Yunqing was not happy anymore, rolled up the book and knocked it on his head, snorting coldly: "How dare you point fingers at Sang and scold Huai?"

It was only then that Xia Yunze noticed that he, the seventh brother who was accustomed to wearing men's clothes, was wearing a palace dress for the first time this time, with plain clothes and red embroidery, rings and jingle bells. With this peerless beautiful face, he really looked like a fairy descending to earth.

No... What is he doing here dressed like this?It's not just to read a little imperial essay to yourself, is it?

He had already wilted when he saw the vixen's gender, and secretly rejoiced in his heart that I was still a straight, straight boy, and seeing Brother Qi's delicate and beautiful face, he doubted his own cognition again.

His seventh brother touched his lips with his index finger, gestured for him to silence, and pricked up his ears to listen.

Xia Yunze didn't dare to show his anger, and his expression was mixed with surprise and suspicion. After a stalemate for a cup of tea, he heard the announcement from the little eunuch guarding the palace gate: "The emperor has arrived——"

Xia Yunze cheered up, and was about to get out of bed to pick him up, Xia Yunqing stuffed him back into the quilt, covered his mouth with one hand, and wrung his thigh with the other, causing him to groan in pain, his eyes instantly filled with tears.

He understands what Seventh Brother means, not only to pretend to be sick, but also to sell miserably, right?But you don't need to be so ruthless!It hurts to death... Hiss!

Xia Yunqing let go of him, and looked with satisfaction at the pitiful face of his ninth younger brother who dared not speak out, with tears in Xingren's eyes, sickly and weak, and aggrieved.