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The white and delicate gold wire is drawn on the cooked rice, and there are a lot of circles drawn in it, and there are small circles in the circle, and a bunch of circles without technical content. The circles are beautifully painted, but they are still crooked, and they are also procrastinating. Non-experts are better than a preschool boy.

This is... a painting of a famous countryman?

"Uh, the wind is special!" After all, the regent is an extraordinary reverence. After a brief shock, he immediately took the words and immediately turned around, resolutely not looking at the painting, nor giving Feng Zhiwei any humility. Opportunity, a slight smile has changed the topic, "Wei Hou, Longjiang Station are all simple, they dare not detain Wei Hou, the consortium has already been renovated to wait for Wei Hou. Go to Beijing."

He didn’t mention what happened before, and he didn’t lose his self-esteem in the intimate tone. He was just right. Feng Zhiwei also seemed like the previous blame and blame was not what she said. Quickly driving back, Wei Zhi was accompanied by the courtesy into Beijing, and the two talked with each other and went out with their hands. They laughed relatively, and the people who carried their hearts in all smiles were relieved.

Fortunately, Xiliang’s envoys were also aware of the current situation, and they did not insist on not stepping down from power. Tian Sheng was fortunate that Regent Wang was able to bend and extend, and Zun Zungui dealt with the matter in person. Finally, he gave a staircase, and the people on both sides stood at the staircase, smiled at each other, and temporarily stopped.

Feng Zhiwei and the Regent Wang laughed together on the steps, and both laughed in a friendly and hearty manner.

There was no smile in his eyes.

On the sixth day of July in the fifteenth year of the Tiansheng calendar, the Tiansheng envoy team led by Feng Zhiwei finally entered the Jincheng under the welcome of the Prince Regent.

When her envoy team entered the city, all the people in Jincheng were empty, and the two sides of the long street were full of people, competing to see the envoy of Tiansheng Envoy.

Feng Zhiwei immediately waved his hand with a smile, and his style was graceful, which caused Xiliang girls to scream with joy, and the flowers and fruits were smashed like rain. They were all collected by Master Gu and filled with a basket.

Feng Zhiwei grinned stiffly and dismissed the long street as it was too long, and her face was sore. She suddenly realized that if there was a feeling of thorns on the back, she slightly turned her head and searched around the corners of her eyes, but there were too many people. Behind all the shops and teahouses, it was impossible to find out the feeling of being closely watched.

She turned her face back and proceeded as if nothing had happened.

On a tea house ten feet away from her, behind the half-covered long windows, someone stood quietly, the dark blue auspicious brocade brocade was low-key and gorgeous, lining the eyes of the warm and beautiful face.

The streets are crowded with crowded heads, but his eyes are always walking with the back of a person in the middle of the crowd.

At this moment, the crown is full of Beijing, the people are all in the capital, and the dignity and excitement of the colorful silk dancing to the people are all designed for that person.

His mortal enemy.

His enemy.

His... concubine.

A fierce warrior who ran into a large army under the Baitou cliff alone, a prisoner of peony who has undergone torture and trial in the Puyuan secret prison, a red sleeve in the inner courtyard study room The planner, the negotiator of the tongue and lotus flower, who went to New Year’s Eve, the city jumper who turned the clouds and rained in the city of Pucheng.

One person with many faces and many changes, originally thought she was his, and it really would be him, but in the end, it was always the only one. .

The days that accompanied her were shocked, joyful, and joyful. A heart was already unknown, when her overturning means clenched unconsciously, and it was up and down.

At the end, she deceived with a smile, and decided to let go. At the jump of Pucheng's head, he dropped his hand and emptied it, and he grasped the empty wind with snow in his hands, as if grabbing her heart that was instantly discarded by folds.

At that time, she twirled a corner of her clothes in the wind between his fingers. When he released his five fingers, the cloth corner instantly turned gray.

She is a kind of liar who can tell lies more than the truth.

She deceived him so hard.

His Royal Highness King Siyu stared heavily at the back. Unlike most of the past six months, he was the first time he saw her menswear traveling around the crowd. It seemed strange, actually familiar, the kind of nobleness that could not be erased from the bones Calm, people can not forget for a lifetime.

Hearing that she is getting better and better, she has become so popular in Tiansheng's officialdom that she is unstoppable. Even the task of making Xiliang is none other than her, which is really amazing.

Jin Siyu's lips twitched with a smile, still gentle, but gentle but with another complex meaning, seemingly sad and cold.

"What is His Highness watching?" Someone interrupted suddenly, and the man came forward with a smile, Jin Siyu's guard seemed to be familiar with this person, and silently retired.

Jin Siyu drew back his gaze, did not look back, took a sip of tea, and smiled, "It's hilarious."

The man squeezed to his side, the probe looked down, and his eyes flashed with a complex meaning in an instant, and then he smiled and said: "It's a lively Xiliang-this heavenly messenger, His Highness knows?"

He leaned his head and looked at Jin Siyu with a long body, a long body of jade standing, a crimson brocade, a pair of peach eyes, and when looking at people, his eyes were slightly picky, sullen and comfortable, and elegant.

"How can Ben Wang know Wei Hou? But he is famous for a long time." Jin Siyu smiled and asked casually, "Little Lord knows?"

"I'm in a secluded place and I can't enter Dijing without being called. How can I get to know this kind of imperial court?" The young man was also laughing, but in the laughter, it sounded like he was biting his teeth.

"This person is also very human." Jin Siyu lifted his chin to the direction where Feng Zhiwei's back disappeared. "Little Prince is better to be careful."

I thought it was said that the son of a proud and arrogant prince must disdain and refute, and did not want to wait for a long while when there was no sound, Jin Siyu turned his head in amazement, and saw the young man staring in that direction for a long time, slowly said: "I always have One day, to call him, I have to be careful of mine."

Jin Siyu's eyes flashed, but he didn't ask. He only patted his shoulder with a smile, and said, "The little prince is outstanding, and this king will be heard from far away in Da Yue. This person is only a day of being an ordinary courtier. Just in case little prince? It's just that this person is now in Jincheng, you and I will inevitably meet him, or be careful."

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